Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

He was afraid, even horrified.

That relative who was not close to him, even dispensable, was going to die in front of him.

He wanted to save her, but he was not a doctor.

That kind of desire and impulse collided with his heart. Anxiety, restlessness, and panic were all in his mind, forming a ball and collapsing, trying to defeat him.

"But..." Wenshui listened and wanted to say it was dangerous, but Xiao Mohan grabbed him and said to him: "No matter what the cost, surgery is necessary."

Although the surgery is dangerous, at least you can give it a try.

But if there is no surgery, there is no way to save it.

"Grandma." Xiao Yichu looked at the situation. She walked forward silently and stood beside the bed, looking at it, wanting to reach out and wipe Gu Chuyan's tears.

But she was still young and her body was very reluctant to hook herself onto the bed.

"No, don't cry." Xiao Yichu whispered, looking at Gu Chuyan in confusion, seeing her crying heartbreakingly, and then looking at Xiao Mohan, asking about water and old age.

At less than a year old, it was difficult for her to understand, let alone understand what was happening.

"Ouch!" At this moment, the little fox jumped in, curled its tail, held Xiao Yichu's little hand, ran outside, and forcibly pulled her out.

"Mom." Xiao Yi turned around frequently and looked at Gu Chuyan, obviously wanting to stay with her.

She was forced out by the little fox and thrown on the soft sofa. The little fox jumped to her side and stared at her with squinted eyes, obviously afraid that she would run around again.

"Hehe, great." Xiao Yichu was thrown on the sofa and laughed instantly, clapped his little hands and looked at the little fox.

When the little fox was feeling proud, Xiao Yichu got up and slapped it with his little hand. He slapped the little fox away and stuck it to the ceiling.

"Ouch!" the little fox screamed, looking at her silently...

"Third Master." Outside, a figure rushed in. It was raining heavily outside. Mr. Hei was soaked all over, and his shoes were stained with mud as he ran towards the inside.

In the bedroom, Feng Tianjing took a shower. Looking at the bags beside the bed, she took out her clothes and put them on.

When she opened the door, she saw Mr. Hei's figure. She immediately retracted, half-opened the door, and whispered: "Why is he here?"

Looking at Mr. Hei's figure, Feng Tianjing was deep in thought. When she saw Mr. Hei turn around and look toward the bedroom, she quickly closed the door with a "bang".

The moment the door closed, Mr. Black was confused.

"That was that just now?" He obviously just saw the figure of Mo, but the door closed too quickly, and he couldn't be sure who was inside.

He was about to rush in, but Xiao Ran ducked out of the way, appeared behind him, and grabbed him.

"The young master is not free now." Xiao Ran said coldly, dragging him out. He turned around and blocked the door, standing there like a guardian angel.

No one can enter past him unless he wishes.

"Ring." Xiao Ran's cell phone rang. He looked at the call, raised his eyebrows and turned to answer the call. After a while, he turned around, looked at Mr. Hei and said, "Follow me."

He walked aside. Mr. Hei looked at the operating room in shock.

Although he was separated by the door, he could vaguely smell the smell of blood. Such a strong fishy smell might kill someone, but he guessed and Nu couldn't figure out who the injured person was.

"Are you here because of Yao Rong's business?" Xiao Ran turned around, took him to the study, poured a cup of coffee and handed it to him, and asked in a deep voice.

Mr. Hei said nothing, took the coffee and took a sip.

Xiao Ran walked to the desk, held a document, looked through it handsomely, and said coldly: "Have you ever thought that your father is dead and the head of the Hei family is dead?"