President Daddy is super strong

"Lao Mo, my son's wound is infected. Now the fever is still high. Come here."

Put down the phone, Mo yanjue picked up the car key on the table and ran out, without even getting his coat.

Just chatting with the servant, Mu Qiqi turns around and sees Mo yanjue running down the stairs in a hurry.

His face was very bad, and he didn't look as steady as usual.

The tip of his heart shook fiercely. Muqiqi threw down the spatula in his hand and chased out. "What's the matter?"

"Little... There's something wrong with the company, I need to deal with it." The tangled look looked at her, and finally concealed the truth.

"What's the hurry? The meal will be ready soon. Can't you go after dinner? " Mu Qiqi eyebrows and eyes slightly frown, full of worry asked.

"No, you eat first. I'll be back soon." After that, he rushed out of the door directly. When Muqiqi responded and wanted to ask him to put on his coat, the man was gone.

She hurried out, standing on the steps at the door, only looking at the tail gas of the car.

Beautiful Daimei twisted into a twist. She said to herself, "what's the matter? She's in such a hurry that she doesn't even wear clothes?"

As she said it, she thought, her face suddenly froze, and then she seemed to think of something. She hurried back to the house... Br >

"Wang Bo, get the car, I'm going to the hospital." She ran upstairs and shouted. The whole person couldn't find the north in panic. When she changed clothes, she couldn't put on her hands shaking.

When she ran down the stairs in a panic, the housekeeper had been waiting at the entrance of the stairs. "Madam, the car is ready. Where are you going?"

"Go to benevolent hospital, little star may have an accident." Muqiqi's voice was hoarse with a cry, and ran down the stairs all the way.

Hearing about the comfort of the young master, the housekeeper hurriedly ran out. "Madam, I'll go with you. If there's anything else I can do to help you run a leg."

Muqiqi can't care so much now. There is a buzz in her brain. It's better to have someone to go with her. "Go, go."

*

when Mo yanjue arrived at the hospital, the experts of the hospital had come up with an effective treatment plan. After consulting with Mo yanjue, he began to implement it in an orderly manner.

Yang Suyun saw that the kid was in a high fever and was in a hurry in the corridor. Seeing his son coming out of the doctor's office, he hurried to meet him? Does the doctor have a way? Hurry to reduce the fever. If you burn like this, your brain will burn. "

"Don't worry. Even if your grandson's brain is burned, his IQ is higher than that of ordinary people." Mo yanjue clapped his mother on the shoulder and comforted her.

Yang Suyun hammered his son's chest fiercely, angry and angry. "When do you have the heart to make fun of it? It's your son, you kiss him!"

"Mom, my dear mother, don't worry about success. You can find a place to rest for a while. I'll go first." In fact, no one is more anxious than Mo yanjue at this time. It's his son. He pulled the eldest son himself, and he managed to find his mother back for the child. How could he let his son have something to do?

What he worries about now is not only his son's illness, but also that the woman at home will come to the hospital in the afternoon. What will it look like when she knows about it?

He can't imagine.

Maybe he was afraid of something. Before he got into the ward for a minute, he heard his mother exclaim in the corridor: "Qiqi, why are you here?