Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"Going out with dad?" Xiao Mohan asked. Xiao Yijue listened and nodded. He was picked up by Xiao Mohan and wrapped in some clothes.

Xiao Mohan carried Xiao Yijue out and said to Xiao Ran: "You stay and take care of Chuchu for me."

"Yes." Xiao Ran listened, nodded respectfully, closed the baby's door gently, leaned aside and watched Xiao Mohan leave, rubbing his temples with a headache.

A mysterious residence, a courtyard.

Outside the master bedroom, two bodyguards stood, and coughing sounds could be heard in the bedroom.

"Ahem." Xiao Nan lay on the bed, coughing non-stop, coughing out a mouthful of blood. He struggled to get up, stared at the door, and said weakly: "Mo Han, Mo Han hasn't come yet?"

Wen Lao sat by the bed, pressed his shoulders and said, "Old Xiao, lie down first."

"Ahem." Xiao Nan coughed, blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

In half a month, he was emaciated and out of shape, his skin was scorched yellow, as if he was malnourished, and his cheeks were sunken, giving him a weak appearance.

"Old Xiao." Seeing this, Wen Lao laid him down and poked the acupuncture points on his chest with a silver needle. Xiao Nan stopped coughing and just stared.

He reached out and held Wen Lao's wrist, grabbed it hard and said, "Lao Wen, if I leave, you and Lao Zhuo will take good care of Mo Han for me."

"This kid has been stubborn since he was a child, and he has been wronged over the years." Xiao Nan said, as if giving instructions for the funeral, her hands dropped weakly.

Xiao Nan was a little tired, lying on the bed, but staring at the door without blinking.

"Yeah" the door was pushed open, and Xiao Mohan's figure walked in hurriedly, holding Xiao Yijue in his arms. He was obviously tired and slept soundly in Xiao Mohan's arms.

"Mo Han." When Xiao Nan saw him, she quickly stood up, tears welling up in her eyes with excitement. She reached out and wanted to touch Xiao Yijue, but unfortunately she was too excited and kept coughing.

"Pfft." A mouthful of blood spurted out. He was afraid of staining Xiao Yijue's clothes, so he forced himself to swallow it, but the blood spurted out from his nose and splashed all over his face.

"Old Xiao, don't get excited, just lie down." When Wen Lao saw this, he laid him down, took the medicine and asked Xiao Nan to take it. The housekeeper came forward with a hot towel, wiped his face, and disposed of all the things. clean.

Xiao Nan stretched out her hand, pointed at the window and said, "Open the window."

The bedroom was filled with the smell of medicine and blood. Apparently he was afraid that Xiao Yijue would choke, so he ordered: "Take the medicine bowl, trash, everything, take it, take it away."

The housekeeper listened and quickly cleaned up. After a while, the bedroom was filled with a faint fragrance, covering up the smell of medicine.

"Ask grandpa, why is this happening?" Xiao Mohan hugged Xiao Yijue and stood beside the bed looking at Xiao Nan. He hadn't seen him for half a month, but he was so thin that he was skin and bones, his skin was yellow and sick, and his eyes were a little dull. .

Although she knew Xiao Nan was sick, she didn't know she was so seriously ill.

"Third Master, Lao Xiao's old illness has relapsed. He used all the medicines I studied before to save the Third Young Madam. Now there is a shortage of medicines."

"Although the medicine made from water is effective, it is temporary after all! The life-extending medicine takes a certain amount of time, otherwise the effect will only be temporary." Wen Lao said.

Xiao Mohan listened and realized that Xiao Nan gave most of the life-extending medicine to Gu Chuyan to revive her, but he never expected that the medicine was only temporary.

"How long will it take for the life-sustaining medicine?" Xiao Mohan asked, and it was easy to hear the panic and fear in his voice.