Rebirth of the Hand and Heart

There was no trace of anxiety in his frivolous tone, as if he had learned that his father was ill! Besides, if the doctor ordered no one to disturb him, what would happen if he himself was in the courtyard where Mr. Mo lived?!

"Mo Yuanchi, don't go too far!" Mo Yuanxun spoke slowly, with a fierce aura.

"Oh, am I going too far? Second brother, don't think that you can deceive me, third brother, by looking weak and deceived in the eyes of outsiders! Others don't know about your wolfish ambitions, but I know it very well. Now my father's fate

On this day and night, you still bring people to make trouble, what are your intentions!"

What does it mean to confuse right and wrong? This is called confounding right and wrong!

However, Mo Yuanxun was very calm. He was unmoved by Mo Yuanchi's sharp words, and his heart was spinning over and over again, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

"I brought people here to treat daddy, where is the trouble? I don't mind if you insist on charging me with such a crime, but I am sure that you must have done something bad and feel guilty, Mo Yuanchi,

For the sake of you and me being brothers, I won’t argue with you. If something happens to daddy, I will ask you to watch us go!"

The group of people left in a grand manner, and a hint of evil flashed in Mo Yuanchi's eyes.

Mrs. Mo stayed by the bedside. Mr. Mo suddenly became ill without any warning, which made her worried. She secretly wiped the moisture from the corner of her eyes. If the old man couldn't survive this time, she would probably follow him.

Mo Yuanchi walked in from the door and saw the old lady sitting in front of the bed. The expression on her face changed and she whispered with deep worry: "Is daddy still not awake?"

"No," the old lady calmed down and said slowly

"What did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said it was a hidden danger that recurred, so he went to make some medicine."

"Well..." Mo Yuanchi walked to the bed and looked at it for a while, then went out and ordered his servants to prepare some suitable liquid food for the old man to wake up.

"Mom, you have been guarding for a day and a night. Go and rest first. I will take care of daddy for a while, okay?" She said in a soft voice. The old lady nodded, got up and went to the next door. Mo Yuan was late.

With a glance, someone immediately stepped forward and closed the door.

A silver needle in the palm of his hand slowly pierced several key points of the old man. The old man woke up from the pain and opened his eyes with some confusion. The scene in front of him became clear from blur. He saw it, and saw his three breasts.

The son is sitting in front of the bed

"Dad," Mo Yuanchi took the piece of paper handed over by his subordinates and brought it to the old man's eyes without showing it to him, "please put your thumbprint and signature on it, okay?"

"What..." The old man raised his hand with great effort to take the paper and read it, but Mo Yuanchi raised it up to prevent him from getting it, "Dad, don't force your son, as long as you listen to me, I will make Daddy pain-free."

I want to go to the Paradise of Elysium. If my father doesn’t listen to me, then my son will only..."

There was only one thing he didn't say, but veins popped out on the back of his fisted hand.

Mr. Mo has become more conscious and knows that these three sons are fighting for the family property. What is written on the piece of paper should be that all the family property will be transferred to his name.

Hehe, his old man has been all-powerful for most of his life, but he never thought that he would be threatened by his dearest son.

"No..." The old man hid his hand under the quilt, indicating that he did not want to cooperate. Mo Yuanchi's originally coaxing tone began to turn cold, "Dad, do you mean to pass on the family property to your second brother?"

In fact, the old man wanted to divide the family property in two and distribute it to the two sons. In his eyes, one son was seriously ill and indeed deserved the family property, but if the third son was asked to start from scratch, he would not bear it, so

I decided early on

It’s just that the plan can’t keep up with the changes

Even though Gong Zifeng was so seriously injured, he struggled to get up after the doctor bandaged him. He had an intuition that he must send the evidence back as soon as possible, otherwise it would be very bad.

The person who came back from seeing the doctor saw him looking for clothes everywhere couldn't help but frowned: "What do you want to do?"