Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

But the child can be saved temporarily, which does not mean that the adults can be saved.

If Mo Yangxue remains in a coma and cannot wake up, she may never wake up again.

"It's hard to say about the legs. They are too badly injured. Even if they can be saved, it is still unknown whether they can walk in the future. Let's wait until she wakes up." Wen Lao said.

Xiao Ran listened and said, "Being alive is the most important thing."

"Even if her legs are disabled in the future, I will accompany her." Xiao Ran said.

Wen Lao watched Xiao Ran turn around and follow the nurse away. It seemed that he saw him when he was young, just like Xiao Ran, persistent and crazy about love.

Everyone left, only Xiao Yiyan stood in front of him, hugging his legs.

"Grandpa." Xiao Yiyan looked up, pointed at his face in confusion, and asked, "Why are you crying?"

"Xiao Qi is good, you can't cry." Xiao Yiyan said.

Wen Lao listened, reached out and wiped his face, and found that his cheeks were wet.

I guess everyone was afraid that he would be embarrassed, so they deliberately left to give him some space.

"Grandpa Zeng just thought of something, some old things." Wen Lao squatted down, looked at Xiao Yiyan's well-behaved appearance, touched her head and said: "I thought of an important person."

"Just like now, Grandpa Zeng also felt sad for her, and then she was gone." Wen Lao said.

Xiao Yiyan listened, a little confused, not quite understanding, but seemed to understand.

"Will she come back?" Xiao Yiyan asked.

When Wen Lao was asked by her, he smiled solemnly and said: "No."

"Then you have to be good too." Xiao Yiyan whispered, Wen Lao nodded frequently and whispered: "I will."

Gu Chuyan stood in a corner not far away, watching silently.

"Mo Han." She was silent for a long time, and asked in a hoarse voice: "If Mo Yangxue's blood is really so special, why can Lian Ruoqing's match hers?"

"Do you think they are related by blood? They both have no parents and grew up in other people's homes." She asked with some doubts.

Xiao Mohan did not answer, but she could see that he actually guessed it and took action.

"Don't think about it." Xiao Mohan said.

When he turned around, she held his hand and said, "Don't feel guilty."

Xiao Mohan was silent. If Xiao Ran hadn't sent Xiao Qi over, this wouldn't have happened. Although he didn't say it, she could see that he felt guilty and uneasy.

"Yeah." Xiao Mohan responded, worried that her body couldn't bear it, and helped her to rest aside.

Xiao Ran had been guarding outside the window of the VIP ward, watching Mo Yangxue lying inside. He stood like a puppet without eating or drinking.

"Eat something." Xiao Mohan walked to him with food and handed it to him.

When Xiao Ran heard his voice, he became more sober. Like a conditioned reflex, he still respected Xiao Mohan.

"Brother, do you think she will die?" Xiao Ran asked in a deep voice.

Death is not unfamiliar to them.

In fact, people die every day.

When the most important person around you gets into trouble, you realize that death is so far away, but so close, and you are a little caught off guard.

"No." Xiao Mohan said.

This "no" seemed to give Xiao Ran hope. He stared at Xiao Mohan and suddenly said with a smile: "I believe you. If you say no, she won't die."

"Eat first." Xiao Mohan said.

Xiao Ran listened, lowered his head and ate his meal like a silly boy.

"I'm sorry." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice.