"Should I inform Mr. Marquis about this? Just now I saw that his concern for you is not fake. Maybe he is just not good at expressing it."

Jiang Hua recalled the worried look in Lord Mo's eyes, and was a little touched in her heart. Although Lord Hou seemed to be much stricter on weekdays, he still had a lot of love for Mo Zixuan in his heart.

However, Mo Zixuan shook his head and rejected the matter. Facing Jiang Hua's puzzled gaze, he slowly explained.

"It's better not to tell my father about this yet. Don't even tell him the news that I am getting better. If I ask again, you will say that my condition has worsened and I have fallen into a coma again."

After listening to what he said, Jiang Hua's eyes were full of confusion.

"Why is this, why are you hiding the news that you are sober?"

Mo Zixuan had already thought of the next step not long after he woke up, so he pretended to be very weak in front of everyone just now.

"You just have to do this, and make everyone mistakenly think that my life is not long and I am about to die. Then we will just wait and see the good show."

Seeing the slightly smiling look in Mo Zixuan's eyes, Jiang Hua suddenly understood.

It turned out that this was what he had in mind. If the real murderer behind the scenes knew the news of Mo Zixuan's death, he would definitely be unable to hold himself back. When the truth is revealed, they would be able to catch the real murderer quickly.

Wanting to understand the stakes involved, Jiang Hua immediately nodded in agreement.

"Okay, I understand. How do you feel now? Are you feeling better?"

Mo Zixuan held Jiang Hua's hand with a warm smile on his lips.

"With your panacea, of course I will be much better. If you don't believe it, just touch it and my heart will feel warm."

After saying that, Mo Zixuan took her hand and put it on his chest.

Jiang Hua's face instantly turned red, and she quickly pulled her hands away in embarrassment.

"Since you're fine, I'll go out first, remember to pretend to be seriously ill."

After saying that, Jiang Hua stood up and trotted out.

After closing the door, Jiang Hua took a deep breath and wondered what was wrong with her. Her heart felt like it was about to jump out of her chest.

After a quarter of an hour, Jiang Hua's mood finally calmed down a lot. Now it's time to get down to business. I wonder how the Marquis will react when he hears this news.

Before entering the door, Jiang Hua's face fell instantly, even her eyes were misty, and tears kept rolling, as if they were about to flow out in the next second.

Gently knocking on the study door, Jiang Hua walked in with an ashen face.

With just one glance, Lord Mo could see her sad mood, and he couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart.

"What's going on? Why do you look like this? Something happened to Zi Xuan!"

Jiang Hua said with a trembling voice: "Zixuan...Zixuan is not well!"

As he said this, Jiang Hua's tears suddenly burst out of her eyes, and big drops fell to the ground.

"Tell me clearly, what happened to Zi Xuan!" Lord Mo asked anxiously.

"Shortly after you left, Zi Xuan felt a tightness in his chest, his face turned pale, and then he fell into a coma. I asked the doctor to see him, but he said... that Zi Xuan's disease cannot be cured.

, the medicine I got back can only temporarily alleviate his condition, but it cannot cure it at all. Zi Xuan may not have much time left!"

Jiang Hua's words were like a bolt from the blue, hitting Lord Mo directly on the head. He suddenly felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and his body seemed to have been drained of all strength.

Holding the chair with one hand, Mo Houye steadied his body and stood still.

He quickly adjusted his emotions and looked at Jiang Hua pretending to be calm, but his slightly trembling hands betrayed him.

"Take me to see him."

The two of them came to Mo Zixuan's room together. As soon as they entered the door, they saw him lying on the bed with a pale face. His eyes were closed tightly, and the situation looked quite bad.

After standing at the door for a long time, Lord Mo still did not have the courage to take that step.

Do we really want him to give the white-haired man to the black-haired man? Thinking of this, Lord Mo suddenly felt angina.

He forced himself to walk out of the room, feeling so heartbroken that he felt like he would fall to the ground in the next second.

News from the hospital soon reached Meng Hui's ears, and her originally dim eyes suddenly became brighter.

After listening to the maid's report with wide eyes, Meng Hui was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear.

God is really helping me. So it doesn’t matter if Mo Zixuan gets the panacea, he still can’t escape his fate of death.

She just looked at Mo Zixuan who looked so weak. Now it seemed that he was really going to die soon.

This Mo Zixuan didn't have such good luck, so we can't blame her. This is the only son left in the Hou family. By then, her Han'er will definitely be in charge of the entire Mo family.

When she thought of this, Meng Hui felt unspeakably happy.

She couldn't wait to walk towards the woodshed. This was great news. If Han'er knew about it, she would probably be grinning from ear to ear.

She walked quickly to the door, but before she could get close, she was stopped by the guard's servants.

"You dare to stop me, I am the mistress of the house, you are really capable!" Meng Hui said angrily.

"This... is what the master ordered. Please don't make things difficult for us, mistress."

Meng Hui snorted coldly, these servants really can't see the situation clearly now. In the future, the entire Mo Mansion will belong to their mother and son, and it is not easy to catch anyone they want to deal with.

"You have clearly seen that what is locked inside is the only seedling of the future Mo Mansion. He will come out sooner or later. When that time comes, do you think Han'er will let you off lightly?"

The two servants looked at each other and saw a hint of hesitation in each other's eyes. Why would Mrs. Mo say such a thing? Could it be that the prince is about to die?

But looking at Mrs. Mo's arrogant look, she didn't look like she was lying.

After much hesitation, the servant still chose to listen to Mrs. Mo's words.

The two unlocked the door, and Mo Zihan was unable to open his eyes due to the dazzling glare from outside.

He narrowed his eyes and saw Meng Hui standing at the door with a smile on his face.

"Mom, are you here to pick me up? Can I go out?"

"Of course, don't worry, your good days are yet to come."

Walking out together, Mo Zihan couldn't help but asked curiously: "Why, is something wrong?"

"I just got the news that Mo Zixuan's condition has worsened and I'm afraid he won't be able to handle it anymore," Meng Hui said with great joy.

Mo Zihan's eyes widened and he asked in surprise: "Really? Could it be that I heard wrongly?"

"How could I hear it wrong? If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself."

Mo Zihan felt nervous, so he sneaked into Mo Zixuan's courtyard. No matter what, he wanted to find out what was going on today.

As soon as I walked to the entrance of the courtyard, I saw Jiang Hua crying inconsolably at the door.

He suddenly felt extremely happy. Jiang Hua was so sad. It seemed that Mo Zixuan really wouldn't survive.

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