Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"I, I'm going to rest." Gu Chuyan whispered.

She hurriedly walked out, Xiao Mohan raised his feet and followed behind. Gu Chuyan quickly returned to the room, got into bed and lay down, and saw Xiao Mohan standing down by the bed and staring at her.

He sat on the edge of the bed, took the quilt and pulled it up for her, rubbed her chin with his fingertips, and said, "Did you know that she would hurt you if she got sick?"

"She was tortured inside. Once she gets sick, her target will be you." Xiao Mohan's voice was hoarse and contained too many emotions.

When he came back and heard the noise, he was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

Gu Chuyan listened, moved her body, put her head on his lap, pillowed it comfortably, held his wrist with her little hands, and said, "She just doesn't want to hurt me, so she wants to hurt herself."

"Mo Han, I really hope my mother can get well soon." Gu Chuyan whispered.

Mrs. Xiao, with her firm will and eyes! So lonely.

Maybe it was because she lost her beloved man that she finally went crazy and was taken advantage of, but the look in her eyes was so lonely that it made people feel distressed! It's like her existence is being rejected.

"I just want to be nice to her." Her voice was very soft, as if she was telling herself.

Xiao Mohan's fingertips held hers tightly, silently.

"Knock, buckle, buckle." There was a knock on the door.

Gu Chuyan moved her body, lay on the bed, and said to him, "Go."

The man's lips fell on her forehead, kissed her lightly, and said, "Lie down and rest well."

"Yeah." Gu Chuyan closed her eyes when he stood up.

When he saw the curtains open, he turned around to close them and strode away. When he closed the door, he tried to keep his voice as soft as possible, so as not to shock her.

Wenshui turned around and stood in front of the railing, holding the railing with her beautiful hands and looking at the hall downstairs.

"How long will it take?" Xiao Mohan stepped forward, stood next to Wenshui, and asked in a deep voice.

Wenshui turned around and looked at Xiao Mohan.

"This young master will need a month." Wenshui said.

Xiao Mohan frowned as he listened and said in a deep voice, "It's too late."

"So serious?" Wenshui listened, his heart lifted.

"Follow me." Xiao Mohan said, turned around and strode downstairs. Wenshui followed behind him. The two of them entered the guest room, and Xiao Mohan turned on the lamp.

Dim, warm yellow light shines in the room.

Wenshui stepped forward, looked down at Mrs. Xiao, her peach blossom eyes flashed with astonishment, she reached out and touched it, and said, "How could it happen so fast?"

"She hasn't been in contact with anyone, but her illness suddenly accelerated!" Xiao Mohan's low voice was full of worry, and he looked at Mrs. Xiao with his dark eyes.

He tried his best to control his emotions, but he couldn't suppress the pity in his heart.

"Now we can only freeze all the cells and blood in her body and put her in a sleep state! Otherwise, the virus will move along with her body condition and the situation will be even worse.\

,""But there are risks." Wenshui added.

Xiao Mohan's hand was slightly clenched! Silence for a few seconds.

"Several levels of certainty."

"There are only five floors." Wenshuizhen said.

"That's enough." Xiao Mohan listened, pursed his thin lips tightly, and said in a deep voice.

Wenshui listened, stood up straight, looked at him quietly, and said, "Decided?"

"Yeah." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice.

Rather than letting her be tortured by the virus and even have no chance of survival, why not give it a try?

In the ward, Xiao Mohan and Wenshui were busy. It wasn't until nine o'clock in the evening that the two of them breathed a sigh of relief. Wenshui turned around and went out, but Xiao Mohan stood alone at the head of the bed.

His black eyes looked at Mrs. Xiao lying on her back, looking lifeless.