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[69 Book Bar - WWW.69SHU.COM] Zhan Aofan held Huihui in one hand and answered the call with his mobile phone in the other hand. Mu Anyou was about to reach out and take Huihui, but saw that his body froze instantly and his steps

Standing there, the hand holding the phone could clearly see the bulging veins on the back of the hand due to the sudden exertion.

There was a moment of silence, the phone slowly moved away from my ear, and I stood with my hands down.

"What's wrong?" Mu Anyou asked softly, with some doubts and worries in his eyes.

Zhan Aofan raised his eyes to meet the gaze of the person in front of him. There was a trace of panic in his eyes that could not be concealed, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Sorrow..."

"Huh?" Mu An responded worriedly, patiently waiting for his next words, but her heart was tightening, and she had some bad premonitions.

Sure enough, the next moment, Zhan Aofan said: "Youyou, my mother... is critically ill and has been sent to the hospital... for rescue..." It seemed that Zhan Aofan had to use a lot of effort to complete this sentence.

When he said it, there was a faint trembling in the last sound.

At this time, Gu Xiuyuan had also walked over, and happened to hear the last sentence. She calmly and quickly said: "Go to the hospital first, and I will arrange the rest."

Zhan Aofan was slightly panicked at this time, nodded, took a deep breath, and tried to calm down.

"Youyou, you accompany Auntie and take Huihui back first. Later...I will go see you." As he said this, he was about to hand over the sleeping little person lying on his shoulder to Gu Xiuyuan's personal assistant, but was interrupted by Gu Xiuyuan's personal assistant.

The person next to me grabbed my arm.

Mu Anyou stopped his movement and spoke softly but firmly: "I will accompany you there and take Huihui with me."

Hearing this, Zhan Aofan frowned, obviously not agreeing with such an arrangement.

Gu Xiuyuan is such a shrewd person. She saw the persistence and a hint of worry in her daughter's eyes, and she understood something in her heart. She said to Zhan Aofan: "Aofan, just listen to An An. You guys go there together. After all these years,

It’s time for your mother to meet Huihui.”

Zhan Aofan's heart ached and warmed, and he pursed his lips and nodded.

Mu Anyou didn't dare to let him drive in such a state, so the three of them got into the car that Gu Xiuyuan had arranged to pick him up and left first.

In the back seat of the silver Mercedes-Benz business car, Mu Anyou looked at the person next to him holding Huihui in one hand, and holding and letting go of the other hand as if there was nowhere to put it.

She had no way of knowing what the other party said on the phone. It was obvious that the situation was not very optimistic, otherwise Zhan Aofan would not be so silent and panicked.

She stretched out her hand, covered his trembling fingertips, met his gaze that turned away, hooked her lips, and smiled, a comforting smile.

Without words, she knew that he could understand, just as she could also read the feelings in his heart.

Zhan Aofan opened his mouth several times and wanted to say something, but the corners of his lips were stiff and he couldn't say anything.

Mu Anyou raised her fingers to press his lips, and slowly shook her head, the look in her eyes was warm and stable.

Zhan Aofan nodded understandingly, stretched out his hand to hold the finger she placed on his lips, and held it tightly, never letting go.

Her eyes said, don't worry, everything will be fine, I'll be with you.

He nodded, I understand, worry, I am just afraid, will it be... too late...

She shook her head, no, no! Don't think about it!

In fact, she didn't dare to tell him because she felt suddenly flustered and worried.

"Xiao Zhang, drive faster." Mu Anyou ordered the driver of her mother in front of her.

"Okay, little miss." Xiao Zhang nodded and responded, and the car speeded up instantly.

The five-hour drive from City B to City A was compressed into nearly an hour. Even so, to the people sitting in the car, it seemed like a century had passed.

Finally arriving at the entrance of the First People's Hospital of City A, as soon as the car stopped, Mu Anyou stepped out. At the same time, Zhan Aofan hugged Huihui and got out of the car from the other side.

After entering the ward building, we took the elevator all the way to the special care VIP ward of the ICU. Li Zizheng and Ning Kai were waiting at the door of the ward.

"Mr. Zhan." Ning Kai called out. When he saw Mu Anyou and Mu Hui walking beside him, they were a little stunned, and immediately called out "Senior Sister."

Mu Anyou nodded as a greeting.

Li Zizheng, on the other hand, did not look too surprised. He looked at them and said slowly: "Ao Fan, please rest assured. Madam simply rescued her in time and saved her life for the time being, but she is still in danger."

Mu Anyou noticed that the hand holding hers was slightly loosened, and Zhan Aofan's low and hoarse voice came to her ears: "My mother... what disease does she have?"

"Acute cerebral hemorrhage." Li Zizheng replied.

Zhan Aofan nodded, and then ordered: "Uncle Li, you and Ning Kai should go back first. It's already so late. In the past few days, you should continue to keep an eye on the company's affairs. If anything happens, please contact us at any time."

"Okay." Li Zizheng nodded, glanced at Mu Hui, who was lying on his shoulder, and asked, "How is the young master's health?" He looked at Mu Anyou.

The latter raised his lips and smiled politely: "I'm recovering well after the operation. All I have to do is take care of myself."

Originally, according to the hospital's regulations, Aunt Zhan's family members were not allowed to come in to accompany her in her current situation. Before coming, Li Zizheng had done a good job of clearing things up, and the staff could only carry out orders given directly from the hospital leadership.

Mu Anyou looked closely at the figure in his sight, his eyes filled with distress and unspeakable sadness.

Aunt Zhan, the woman she once called her mother, the woman who loved her very much, has been so far apart since the last time they met.

In my memory, that weak but beautiful face was lying lifeless in the intensive care unit, with a large oxygen mask covering her face.

Next to him, Zhan Aofan's face was dark, with deep pain and guilt in his eyes.

After struggling all the way, Mu Hui woke up without knowing when. He raised his head sleepily, looked around, and then whispered: "Dad, Mom."

Listening to this childish cry, Zhan Aofan's facial expression softened a bit, and he gently placed him on the escort sofa, saying softly: "Are you awake? Are Huihui hungry?"

Mu Anyou pouted her lips, touched her belly, and nodded obediently.

"Okay, then Dad will place an order. What do you want to eat?"

"Everything is fine, but Grandpa Abori seems to have said not to eat anything too greasy." Mu Hui thought about it seriously and said.

Zhan Aofan smiled, patted his head lovingly, and then asked the person standing next to them: "Youyou, what do you want to eat?"

Mu Anyou shook his head: "Order whatever you want, I don't have much appetite, Hui Hui, just order some porridge for him."

Zhan Aofan took out his mobile phone and made a call. He briefly mentioned the names of a few meals, told them where they were to be delivered, and hung up the phone.

Mu Anyou took advantage of his phone call to hold her son on her lap and sit down. The mother and daughter murmured something in a low voice.

"Mom, who is lying on the bed?" Mu Hui asked in a low voice.

"The one lying on the bed is Huihui's grandma. She is sick now, so she needs a good rest." Mu Anyou said softly.

"Oh." Mu Hui nodded: "Mom, is grandma my father's mother?"

Mu An smiled sadly and nodded: "Hui Hui is so smart." There was still a bit of sadness in his eyes. In the past two years, Hui Hui had lost two years of growth and memory compared to other children of the same age.

The two of them talked for a long time. Mu Hui asked curiously, and Mu Anyou answered patiently. His voice was very low and soft. Zhan Aofan still listened to everything, and a warm current passed through his heart. He looked at the same hospital bed.

My mother murmured in her heart, Mom, you must get better and wait for your son to apologize to you and be filial to you. And your grandson, Youyou, brought him over to see you...

After all, he had just been discharged from the hospital and was still very weak. Not long after he was fed the porridge, Mu Hui began to yawn repeatedly. Mu Anyou carried him to the accompanying bed and coaxed him to sleep after a while.

Watching her tucking her son into bed, Zhan Aofan whispered: "Youyou, come here and have something to eat." Zhan Aofan had already served her a bowl of barley and almond porridge, as well as crystal steamed rice in the steamer.

dumpling.

"I'm really not hungry." Mu Anyou shook his head. After flying for more than ten hours and running around for most of the day, the feelings in his heart were mixed together, and now he had no appetite at all.

"No, just eat a little, it's been a day." Zhan Aofan persuaded.

Seeing the persistent concern in his eyes, Mu Anyou sat down, took the steamed dumpling he handed over, and reluctantly took a bite.

Zhao Ji's signature pastry, which was obviously soft and delicious, was tasteless in her mouth.

After eating two, I couldn't eat anymore.

This time, Zhan Aofan didn't force her.

"You go and have a rest. I'll just keep an eye on Mom." Zhan Aofan sat down next to her and said softly.

Mu Anyou shook his head: "Didn't the doctor say that the first 24 hours of illness are the most dangerous? We can't take it lightly. I have slept on the plane before, and I don't feel sleepy now." Although there is special care here.

The nurses' station monitors what's going on at all times, but it makes me feel at ease to have them by my side in person.

Zhan Aofan understood her persistence, remained silent for a moment, and nodded: "Okay, but you must not hold on when you are tired, okay? Youyou, I can no longer tolerate anyone around me... Don't make me worry.

OK?"

"Okay, okay, I know." Mu Anyou let him hold her in his arms, burying her head on his broad shoulders and comforting her.

"Ao Fan." Mu Anyou called.

"Um?"

"Can you tell me about the past two years? About you, I really want to know how you developed Qixing into the ace group it is today?" The atmosphere in the room was too depressing, so Mu Anyou changed the topic,

Trying to lighten the atmosphere, besides, she really wanted to know how he got here in the past two years.

When Uncle Li left, he looked at them with profound eyes that contained too many things: sighs, helplessness, heartache, and a sigh of relief as if the dust had settled.

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Dear friends, it should be finished tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I will post all the remaining chapters together! Please be patient!