"Get out of the way!" Nian Xiaomu paused and clenched her hands into fists as she looked at Mo Kun who was deliberately preventing her from seeing her grandfather.
Her parents are dead, and her grandfather is her only relative.
Mo Kunming knew that she was anxious, but deliberately prevented her from seeing Grandpa. Could it be that Grandpa...
Nian Xiaomu was anxious, and immediately wanted to rush into the ward.
Just as he took a step, he was pulled by Mo Yongheng.
Unlike Mo Kun, Mo Yongheng just gently grabbed her wrist, pulled her towards him, and quickly pulled her away.
With such a pull, Nian Xiaomu moved a little further away from Mo Kun.
Facing Xiaomu's astonished gaze from last year, he spoke calmly.
"The owner of the family needs to rest. You can go in and take a look, but don't make any noise, and don't disturb the old man. You can only take a look to make sure he's okay, and come out as soon as possible."
After Mo Yongheng finished speaking, before Nian Xiaomu agreed, he turned his head to look at Mo Chengliang who was standing at the back.
Mo Chengliang really respected the old Patriarch, and naturally put the Patriarch's health first in everything. Hearing Mo Yongheng's words, he quickly agreed.
As soon as Mo Chengliang agreed, it was useless to say anything more that Nian Xiaomu wanted to say, so he could only agree.
Seeing Mo Chengliang approaching, Mo Kun, who was blocking the door, originally wanted to stop Nian Xiaomu, but was worried that it would be too obvious and would arouse suspicion, so he could only let them in.
The style of the Mohist family does not like luxury, the Mohist villas and the residence of the old Patriarch are mostly elegant and chic.
The white ward is very large, but the furnishings are very simple, most of which are medical instruments.
The blue and white curtains are gently lifted by the wind, and the light coming in from the window makes the room warm...
Very comfortable and bright.
I don't know why, but after taking a look at the layout of the ward, Nian Xiaomu subconsciously felt that this was not Mo Kun's arrangement, but Mo Yongheng's handwriting.
During his illness, Mo Chengxian, the Patriarch of the Mohist family, turned pale and lay down with his eyes closed.
The resolute face, the courage of the perennial superior, even a sick face, can't hide it, but now, the only thing accompanying him is the ticking sound of the instrument beside him.
"grandfather… "
Seeing the dying old Patriarch in front of him, relying on the medical equipment to hold his breath, as soon as Nian Xiaomu opened his mouth, tears flowed down his face.
In my mind, many images flashed in a second.
It was a sunny afternoon.
Same as today.
At the age of thirteen, she was taken by her parents to visit her grandpa just after she was picked up.
The majesty of the Mohist Patriarch is well known far and wide.
On the way, her parents had told her not to be presumptuous in front of her grandpa.
I was obedient when I was a child, and now I have to be even more obedient, and I must not make grandpa angry.
But when they arrived at Grandpa's residence, Grandpa was already standing at the gate of the yard waiting for them before anyone notified him.
As soon as he saw her, his serious face immediately burst into a smile, and he beckoned to her lovingly.
"Liu Liu, come quickly, let Grandpa take a good look at it!"
On that day, the people who served beside the Patriarch of the Mo family were all stunned.
No one has ever seen the old Patriarch be so "approachable", even with his two sons, he has always been a straight-faced person, and when he sees his granddaughter, he changes.
And that day was just the beginning.
Nian Xiaomu has been smart since she was a child, and she is also a villain.
Not to mention exquisite and cute, there is also a small mouth that can coax people.
Every day being tortured by a bunch of heirs training is unspeakably miserable, but when the old patriarch checks her homework, she always pats her chest and says that she has no problem.