"Furthermore, her husband is in very poor health and may die at any time. Therefore, her son cannot die. Otherwise, what will happen to such a huge family property? So... she asked someone to transplant her son's face into my face. superior."
If Murong Mian is alive, he is the worthy heir of the Murong family. But if he dies and Murong Zhihong dies too, then only Mrs. Murong will be left. Can she be able to keep such a huge family property
In other words, without a son, when her husband dies, will he leave all his inheritance to her alone
Mrs. Murong is really not an ordinary woman. In that situation, her only son died, but she could still make this decision calmly and make a decisive decision without hesitation. It is really something that ordinary people can't do.
Ji Mianmian put her trembling hand on Murong Mian's face. She moved her lips and wanted to speak, but then she blocked her lips and tried to make no sound.
Murong Mian hugged her: "Don't be afraid, this face suits me quite well. Even without this face, my face can't be used anymore. Instead of facing you with a face full of holes, I think I quite like this face now.”
Mrs. Murong told him that his face was bloody and bloody, with no trace of skin intact. Moreover, he had been soaked in water for too long and had become ulcerated and inflamed. If he wanted to survive, skin grafting was the only option.
He has never felt that appearance is very important. As long as he can live, does it matter whose face it is
Ji Mianmian lay on his chest, hugged his waist tightly, and shook her head: "I'm not afraid... I'm not afraid at all..."
She just felt distressed. She didn't even think about the inhuman life he had experienced in the past year.
There were scars all over Murong Mian's body, and sometimes she didn't dare to see how many there were.
Murong Mian said calmly: "I am alive, but her son is dead. No matter what her original purpose was, she found someone to save me. This is undeniable. Moreover, everything about Ye Shaoguang has been written off. I just If I can survive as Murong Mian, I owe her my life."
What Mrs. Murong took from her biological son and gave him not only a face, but also a heart.
Even though this woman was cruel, the debt he owed was indeed bloody.
Murong Mian is dead, but he used his face and his heart, so he must use his name to live on.
However, he will use the name Murong Mian, but he will not live the life assigned by this name. He has to walk his own path.
When he was fished out of the river, few parts of his body were intact. Almost all parts of his body had been reassembled.
His legs were broken and his ribs were broken. The second month after he woke up, the doctor said he would probably be paralyzed for life and would never be able to stand up again in his life.
Murong Mian spent a full 10 months undergoing reconstruction and fell countless times before he could finally land on his feet like a normal person.
The doctor who operated on him said that his existence was a miracle.
This was something he had never seen in his many years of medical practice. His legs were so injured that he could finally scream.
It's just that the doctor didn't know that Murong Mian could stand up again. The only belief that supported him to persist every day was to come back to her, come back...
Perhaps, when a person really has love in his heart, he is truly fearless!
He was not afraid of pain, not afraid of death, he was just afraid that he would never see her again.
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