The Magnate’s Six-year-Old Niece

"You quack doctor, you must be unable to cure my mother, so you use such an excuse to prevaricate us and shirk responsibility. How could my mother not have the desire to survive?"

Ji Fan raised his arm and swung the dagger towards Si Niannian.

Si Niannian grabbed his wrist without too much force. Ji Fan had no chance of breaking free, let alone doing anything else.

"I don't need you to judge whether I am a quack doctor. This is a hospital, not a place for you to be brave."

With a slight force on her fingers, Ji Fan couldn't feel the pain, and the dagger fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Yuan Cheng stepped forward and put the handcuffs on Ji Fan's wrist.

"Sister, are you okay?" Si Muen also stepped forward and asked.

Si Niannian smiled and shook his head, "How could he hurt me? Yuan Ju, did he do anything?"

"Escape from prison, I don't know what's going on in my head every day. If I don't behave well, I will commute my sentence. I think about these nonsense."

Yuan Cheng patted Ji Fan on the head, then called the doctor and sent Ji Fan to the emergency room.

But this time, Yuan Cheng went in with him.

"Doctor Si, thank you." Duan Yimo stepped forward and bowed deeply to Si Niannian.

"I know that the location of my mother's tumor is very special, and the operation is very difficult. Thank you, you saved her."

Si Niannian sighed again, "I can only save her physiology, but not her psychology. She is desperate and has no will to survive. This is very detrimental to postoperative recovery. If it continues like this, I'm afraid it won't last long. ."

Duan Yimo was slightly startled, with tears in her eyes, "Mom is so sad, when my brother sold the family heirloom, my mother was already desperate, and the reason why she persisted for so many years is because she still has something in her heart. I miss my brother, and now that I see my brother, my thoughts have come true..."

"Uh, Miss Duan, do you mind if I ask?" Seeing her tears falling silently, Si Muen couldn't help but ask, "Your surname is Duan, but Ji Fan's surname is Ji, you..."

"We are not brothers and sisters, I was picked up by my mother." Duan Yimo replied directly.

Si Muen didn't expect this to happen, and suddenly felt a little distressed for Duan Yimo.

"I'm sorry, I want to go see my mother." Duan Yimo nodded towards the two of them, then turned and left.

Si Muen looked at her back thoughtfully, while Si Niannian looked at Si Muen with curiosity.

"Brother, do you know each other?" Si Niannian asked.

Si Muen nodded, "I've seen it twice. I don't know why, but I always feel that she feels very familiar."

Si Niannian smiled, "Of course she will be familiar with her. Her dressing style is very similar to that of Sister Rongqing."

After speaking, Si Niannian also turned around, ready to change out of this surgical gown.

Si Muen suddenly realized that Duan Yimo and Rongqing were really similar.

bell bell bell.

The phone rang.

Si Muen took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, and it just happened to be Rongqing.

"Hello." Si Muen picked it up.

On the other end of the phone, Rongqing's voice was very gentle, "Mu En, my father and my brother are back and want to invite you and uncle to dinner. Do you have time recently?"

"I want to ask my father about this. It's a critical moment for the meeting between the two worlds. He should be busy."

"It doesn't matter. Uncle can do it whenever he has time. Just let me know the time after you ask him."

Rongqing is always so considerate, and the way they have gotten along has been like this for several years.

"Okay." After Si Muen finished speaking, he hung up the phone.