True Love Lasts

Nangong Mo is here. He can finally vent his emotions and cry out his fears like a child

"Dad..."

Venki cried, regardless of the change of his name, and Nangong Mo also took advantage of his small figure, squatted down and patted his helpless back: "how is she?"

For this sound of "Dad", mutual tacit, as if it is the most normal thing.

But Yi Lei and a group of subordinates who follow behind are stunned. Eyebrows pick and pick - this is What's going on? dad?! Mo Shao can be regarded as Default?! Who's going to tell them where this kid came from?

"No The car ran away and Mommy fainted... " Venki choked. Murmur to say the scene of the car accident picture, the body because of fear and faint tremble, "how to do? If Mommy dies What shall we do? "

He's afraid, afraid of the white paper he just signed!

He dare not bear Shu Muwan's death!

"Dad, I don't want mommy dead Shall we save Mommy? " I've never cried so bitterly. Venki's voice soon became hoarse. His face was full of tears of despair, which made people beside him feel: this child very poor.

Nangong Mo's figure is so rigid.

Venki's two "death" have a great impact on him! He never thought that death would come to them, to her His evening Will you die?!

So, in an instant, his whole body was covered with a layer of cold, the whole person seemed to be immersed in a kind of black tone, covered by pure black.

"Who hit her?" He spoke slowly, in a frightfully calm voice.

"Wuwu I don't know. The car ran away, but But before she fainted, Mommy said Venki shakes her head blankly, sobs about what happened at that time, and tears fall down desperately.

Nangong Mo just listened quietly, but Junmei locked more and more tightly. After a long time, he slowly repeated the name of the man he said: "Wang Mingyang?"

Is it about him again?

"Yes Uncle Wang Mingyang. It's hard on Mommy I hate him, too... " Venki nods heavily. The next second he feels light. Nangong Mo holds him up with one hand, and then turns to face Yilei.

"Mo Shao?" Nangong Mo's expression is too dark and cold. Yi Lei can't help but be stunned.

There is little ink like this. It looks like Quite strange!

It's like A different person.

"Bring Wang Mingyang here." He spoke lightly and threw out the order coldly.

"This..." Anyway, he is also a director! Does it mean you can bring it with you?

Yi Lei wants to talk and stops. He opens his mouth. His face is full of embarrassment. The next second he sees Nangong Mo throwing it with his hand. Put some black metal object in his hand. In a daze, he quickly put it away and hid it in the next second -

NIMA!

Is mo Shao crazy?

Throwing guns in public?!

"This..." He hid his gun in a hurry and raised his head. He was wondering why Mo Shao was so careless. But when he raised his head to the cold light, he suddenly realized that it was not carelessness, but that he would solve all the problems violently when he was furious!

Such a small amount of ink, strange to the extreme, people can not help but feel panic.

"But What if he won't? " Yi Lei swears. This is the stupidest question he ever asked in his life! But before asking questions, he did consider the strict logic: at least they are also directors of the Bureau, and they are also people who play with guns. Maybe they also have the "experience" of being pointed at by guns What can he do if he refuses to come with a gun?

Nangong Mo's eyes swept him coldly without any hesitation. He dropped the instruction with indifference You're going to die. "

He doesn't need to live

The atmosphere condenses to explosion in an instant.

Yi Lei felt his heavy pocket and nodded. Just as he wanted to turn around and leave, the door of the operating room was opened at this time. The doctor in white coat came out from inside: "who is Shu Muwan's family member?"

"Me

"Me

Venki and Nangong Mo, one small and one big, one hoarse and one low voice, speak together.

"Come and sign it." The doctor exhaled and flipped the medical record folder on his hand. Just about to explain the purpose of the signature, Venki couldn't bear to cry out, "wow" - Mommy also wants to Did you sign?!

He doesn't want mommy dead!

"Er..." Clear and loud children's voice. It gave the doctor a fright. He grinned in embarrassment. In Venki's loud cry, he cut in and explained with difficulty. "After the fracture, we need to bind the mold, and we need to sign the informed consent..."

Shu Muwan was quickly transferred back to the ward - a single room, VIP high-tech area on the top floor.

The consequences of the accident were not serious: she had a fractured fibula in her left leg. Although we need to go through a complete set of treatment procedures of "fracture", fortunately, it will not have any impact on our life in the futureAs for the others, they are all skin injuries.

"How are you, Mommy?" Venki was on the edge of the hospital bed. Her eyes saw her left leg tied in plaster, and tears were coming up in an instant. He reached out and wanted to touch her left leg. As soon as he touched it, he quickly drew back. "Does it still hurt?"

He's afraid he'll hurt her!

“…… It's OK. " Shu Muwan smiles weakly and raises his hand to touch his head.

Venki immediately turned passive into active. Xiaolian rubbed her palm, half of her body lying on the quilt beside her body, the whole person completely stopped.

After settling the child in this way, Shu Mu Wan looked up and looked at the man who had been silent at the door for a long time. He was full of treacherous black, not just clothes. And there's the black smell all over me. Frowning, Jun's face was dark and tight, and her eyes were always fixed on her injured foot

He's angry.

In this silent and silent way, an outbreak is brewing.

"Nangong ink Are you here? " Shu Mu night tried to raise his lips and try to hide his weakness. He patted the side of the bed and said, "what are you doing standing up Come and sit down As soon as the words were finished, her small face suddenly burst into a layer of embarrassment.

It seems that it's not suitable to sit by the bed

The chair by the side?

"Over there!" She pointed to the sofa on the side of the bed Please sit down

With such a cold face and standing in silence, Nangong Mo made her feel inexplicable Panic! Her Nangong ink should not be like this! This kind of Nangong ink seems to be entering a transformation of demons

"Hiss..."

Her little action just affected the rest of her skin injuries. Shu Muwan could not help showing her teeth and taking a cold breath. Her originally bruised face became more and more ferocious Nangong Mo almost instinctively took a step forward.

"I'm fine!" She waved, a perfectly normal behavior.