Grandpa was sent to the intensive care unit. Wen Xinya stood in front of the transparent floor-to-ceiling window of the intensive care unit, looking at her grandfather lying on the bed, looking very old and as if he was dying. Her nose felt sore and she couldn't help but burst into tears. Grandpa looked more than ten years older than before. The healthy look he had shown after careful nursing before was no longer seen in him at all.
His hair was gray and his face was pale and haggard, just like how he looked the last time she saw him, before he died in his previous life.
For my grandfather, this first aid was also a tough battle of life and death!
“Grandpa…” Her nose felt sore and her throat choked.
My grandfather had a difficult life, and I didn't expect that he would have to endure illness.
At this time, Du Shinan came over with a tired face.
When Wen Xinya saw her beloved Grandpa Du, she cried even harder, like a wronged girl: "Grandpa Du, my grandpa..."
Although the doctor said that grandpa was out of danger for the time being, she still felt a little uneasy.
Du Shinan patted her shoulder and said, "Don't worry, your grandpa will be fine with me here."
During this emergency treatment, his traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture and various first aid techniques played a key role. Facts have proved that the combination of Chinese and Western medicine can sometimes produce unexpected results. This also gave him more confidence in treating Mr. Mo's illness.
Wen Xinya's heart was finally at ease. Although Chinese medicine is conservative, it has a more thorough understanding of the human body structure, while Western medicine is more cautious in its understanding of human vital signs. What Grandpa Du said now proves that one of her grandfather's legs has been pulled away from the gates of hell.
Mr. Mo was out of danger temporarily, and Xu Chenyu and the others couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, truly feeling the touch and joy that came from life.
"God bless Mr. Mo, he is finally okay." Xu Tongxuan cried with joy, clasped her hands together, and looked thankful.
After experiencing the accident of Mr. Mo, Xu Tongxuan's mood went through ups and downs. Now that Mr. Mo was temporarily out of danger, she couldn't help but feel relieved.
Du Ruo couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Grandpa Mo is the best person in the world. I know that Grandpa Mo will be fine."
Du Ruo has a simple personality. She has always believed that people like Grandpa Mo will live to be a hundred years old. Even when Grandpa Mo was critically ill, this thought never wavered.
Ye Feiyu held Wen Xinya's hand, and her hands were finally not as cold as before she held them: "Thank God, Mr. Mo is indeed a lucky man."
Because Ye Feiyu knew Wen Xinya, and she herself studied history, which is closely related to ancient culture, she has received a lot of guidance from Mo Gong over the years, and naturally benefited a lot. She also has a teacher-student relationship with Mo Gong.
Zhou Tianyu stepped forward and hugged Wen Xinya, his voice choking with sobs: "Xinya, although Mr. Mo is out of danger for the time being, I believe he will be fine. Don't worry too much, and take care of yourself."
Everyone saw what kind of grief Xinya went through in just seven hours. They were all very worried that if Mo Gong couldn't hold on, Xinya would not be able to withstand such a huge blow.
Du Ruoxin, who had remained silent the whole time, also showed a hint of smile on her cold face. She looked at Wen Xinya and said solemnly, "Take good care of yourself. You are Mr. Mo's only relative. You are his spiritual pillar that keeps him going."
Wen Xinya felt the care and comfort from her friends and was deeply moved: "Thank you!"
Thank you for always being by my side when I was most helpless.
Thank you for always being by my side and supporting me. Because of you, I am no longer the Wen Yuya who was isolated and hopeless in my previous life.
Wen Xinya had mixed feelings in her heart, perhaps because of her grandfather's critical illness, she became extremely emotional and had deeper feelings about life, as well as a deeper understanding of family, friendship, and love.
She is grateful and cherishes all of this.
Gu Junlin patted Wen Xinya on the shoulder and said, "We have been friends for so many years, there is no need to be polite. Mr. Mo has taught us all, and we all hope that he is okay."
To them, Mo Gong is both a teacher and a friend. He is worthy of their respect, honor and admiration!
As friends, they were happy for Xinya that Mo Gong was able to escape danger temporarily.
Ling Qingxuan laughed and said, "Hurry up and wipe your tears. Our Master Si is so distressed."
Si Jiu had just racked his brains to comfort Wen Xinya. Every word he said was seemingly plain, but it was carefully crafted. Even an observer like him had to admit that Si Jiu had never been negligent or careless towards Wen Xinya, or even perfunctory.
Especially the statement about Buddhist vows, which simply left him dumbfounded.
Nina, this is really informative!
Wen Xinya couldn't help blushing and lowering her head. She glanced at Si Yiyan secretly and reached out to wipe the tears from her face.
At this moment, Xu Chenyu felt mixed emotions in his heart. He couldn't help but reach out and touch her head. Si Yiyan didn't stop him. "You're crying like a kitten, it's really ugly. Only Si Jiu can stand you. Okay, Mr. Mo is fine. Don't cry anymore, so that everyone won't worry about you."
Although the words seemed harsh, they were filled with deep concern and worry for Wen Xinya.
He took a look at the man who had been staying by Wen Xinya's side, and he probably understood why Wen Xinya chose him. Although he felt sad, he was not as unwilling as before.
Wen Xinya stared at Xu Chenyu fiercely with red eyes, really like a furry rabbit: "I cried as ugly as a kitten, how does it bother you? Who asked you to watch, disgusting..."
Wen Xinya's voice was hoarse and choked, as if she was about to cry again.
Xu Chenyu was startled. The fearless Xu Chenyu, the second young master Xu, and the great colonel Xu were most afraid of women crying, especially Wen Xinya's crying. He quickly raised his hands in surrender: "Auntie, I just said something wrong, okay? Can I apologize to you? Can you please stop crying?"
Wen Xinya laughed, her eyes red and her face stained with tears, like a cloud clearing away the gloom and light: "Idiot!"
Everyone couldn't help laughing. Xinya even had the energy to argue with Xu Er, proving that she was really fine now.
Only then did Xu Chenyu realize that he had been tricked.
The word "two" is definitely the darkest part of Xu Chenyu's life that he hates the most and cannot bear to look back on.
Because he was the second child in the Xu family, he had the nickname Xu Er since he was a child. As time went by, people started calling him that. Perhaps because he was called Er so many times, his character also went further and further down the path of Er. When he looked back, there was no turning back.