Stop! You're Just An Ex-husband

On the morning of the weekend, Mu Jingyang and hang YunRuo came to the hospital again. Perhaps knowing that his father's condition had changed for the better, Mu Jingyang didn't look as severe as before. It seems that the pace is a little more relaxed.

Hang YunRuo walked behind, looking at Mu Jingyang's back, his mouth slightly raised. She was also happy to see him relax.

Over the years. He became the leader of the Mu family from a thin and green youth. The pain and hardship are beyond ordinary people's understanding.

"Mr. mu, are you here?" The doctor helped his glasses, and he wondered that people from Mu's family had come here frequently recently.

"Well? Have I been here before? " Mu Jingyang heard the doctor. Pick pick eyebrow, complexion a heavy ask a way.

"Ah. Yes, the Third Master of Mu family is in master Mu's ward! " The doctor returned honestly.

Mu Wanli? Mu Jingyang nodded his head. Since his father's illness, Mu Wanli's mind to control the whole Mu family has become more active. However, once Mu Wanli has real power, it is estimated that the Mu family will be torn apart by him in a few years.

But my father is still in a coma. Shouldn't Mu Wanli's goal be himself? Why did you come to the hospital to see my father?

Mu Jingyang's brows tightly wrinkled together, the pace of a hurry toward his father's ward.

Mu Wanli is sitting in a wheelchair, looking at Mu Tianfeng, who is pale with a pipe inserted. There was an imperceptible smile on his face.

"Brother, you became the leader of the Mu family. I almost took my life to pull you down. It turns out to be your son. Do you think I should take back what belongs to me? " Mu Wanli gently rubbed his legs. There was a flash in his eyes.

"Your son is much stronger than you. He is cruel and ruthless. He will do anything to achieve his goal. Sometimes I feel that he should not be your son!"

After that, the smile on Mu Wanli's face is a little ferocious, and the scar on his face is also distorted, which makes him look more terrifying.

"Third uncle." Mu Jingyang pushed open the door and said hello to Mu Wanli in a cold voice. Mu Wanli took back the expression on his face, looked as usual, and nodded.

"Jingyang, I've heard from the doctor that your father has shown signs of awakening. What are you going to do next?" Mu Wanli narrowed his eyes, showing concern for his elder brother.

"Experts are consulting, and the treatment form has not been determined yet. Does uncle San have any suggestions?" Mu Jingyang did not answer Mu Wanli's answer directly, but pushed the question back.

Two people's line of sight straight up, the air was born out of a fight relative taste.

"My advice? I am a patient, how can I give advice to another patient! Your father and I are old and can't stand the trouble! "

Mu Wanli rubbed his unconscious legs again, and looked at Mu Tianfeng, who was lifeless on the bed. He didn't know that he was really red in his eyes.

Mu Jingyang slightly picked eyebrows, in the heart of a sense of irony. Isn't it obvious that these years of infighting? Why do you pretend to act with me?

"Third uncle is joking. You are in the same year!" Mu Jingyang answered perfunctorily. Mu Wanli looked back at Mu Jingyang deeply. His eyes shifted and he saw hang YunRuo.

"Jingyang... Why are you still with this woman? Why are you so stubborn! " Mu Wanli glared at hang YunRuo.

This woman is a disaster! I really underestimated her before! I've been driven away for so many years, but I can still come back! Moreover, he quietly squeezed out Xiang Xinci and firmly tied Mu Jingyang's heart. This set of Kung Fu was like flowing water, without hesitation.

"Third uncle, I don't need you to manage my own affairs! You must be tired after talking for such a long time. The nurse will take Mr. Mu out! " Mu Jingyang's voice was cold and his face was gloomy.

Seeing off Mu Wanli, Mu Jingyang's face softened a little. He stretched out his hand and gently massaged his father's leg. Occasionally, he raised his eyes and looked at his father's face quietly.

"Mr. mu, the results of expert consultation still hope that the operation can be carried out as soon as possible! After all, now Mr. Mu has the signal to wake up. If you miss this opportunity, the chance of waking up will be slim! "

The doctor watched Mu Wanli come out of the ward, and then said the result of the consultation.

"I know! I will choose the experts who will operate on my father. You are ready to wait for my notice Mu Jingyang stopped the massage and helped his father cover the quilt.

Compared with Mu Jingyang's calmness, Mu Wanli felt a little angry. He held his hands tightly and his forehead became blue.

Mu Wanli smashed the wheelchair under his body with his fists. He was furious. Then he smashed everything around him on the ground like crazy. After a long time, he gasped and looked out of the window.

"Mu Jingyang! You little bastard, how dare you talk to me in such an attitude now Mu Wanli gritted his teeth and said, thinking of Mu Jingyang's invincible attitude, he would like to strangle Mu Jingyang.

Mu Tianfeng used to look at himself with such eyes. His proud eyes always showed disdain for himself and even a trace of pity.

"Come on! Somebody! Check for me, who are the doctors who consult, I want them not to enter the operating room! And... "Mu Wanli motioned for his men to come over, and gently told them a few words in his ears.

Elder brother, after I clean you up and send you on the road, I will send your good son to accompany you!

After all, only the mouth of the dead is safest!

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Mu Wanli's face. The ferocious scar was even more terrible under the light. The cruelty in his eyes made his back cool.

The wind at night, slightly cool. The moon was covered by clouds, and the bright light was dim. When Mu Jingyang leaves the hospital with hang YunRuo, he looks back at his father deeply and thinks of Mu Wanli. His face looks uncertain.

"Tell Liu Zheng to strengthen the guard on this side of the hospital! Mu Wanli must have made some moves and told everyone not to relax their vigilance! " Mu Jingyang hung up with a gloomy face.

"Mu Jingyang..." hang YunRuo wanted to say something to comfort him, but he felt that any language could not dispel Mu Jingyang's worry, so he had to hold Mu Jingyang's hand and pat him gently.

Just as Mu Jingyang was driving away, a figure sneaked into the hospital, deftly avoiding the monitoring and medical staff's sight, and quietly came to Mu Tianfeng's ward door.

In the dark, he quietly opened the door, took out a needle tube from his pocket, and slowly approached Mu Tianfeng lying on the bed. The man drew a cruel arc at the corner of his mouth and pushed the air in the needle tube into the infusion tube bit by bit.