"Don't worry, it will take time to clean up the toxins in his body, otherwise he can only hold on for a while when he wakes up, and then he will fall asleep again."
Qi Yan followed her to Mo Chengxian's side. Seeing that Tan Bengbeng was worried, he checked him again.
Feeling Mo Chengxian's pulse, his eyes flickered slightly.
"He's waking up!"
As soon as Qi Yan finished speaking, Mo Chengxian, who had closed his eyes tightly just now, suddenly moved his eyelids.
The dry lips also moved.
Like saying something.
No one could hear clearly, just staring at his trembling eyelids, watching him slowly open his eyes.
Qi Yan recalled the previous scene, and immediately pulled Tan Bengbeng behind him, motioning her to be quiet first.
Mo Chengxian woke up.
I really woke up.
His eyes are clear, and his eyes are no longer as cloudy as before.
Although his face was still ugly, it just lacked a trace of death.
There was a touch of fortitude on his pale face.
"Xin... ah..."
When Mo Chengxian saw Mo Yongheng, he immediately wanted to say something anxiously, but the next second, he caught a glimpse of Qi Yan standing beside his bed, and stopped again.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Qi Yan. People call me the King of Medicine, but I like to be called Yan Wang. Now I am your attending doctor. Don't worry, I am not from Mo Kun, but I was entrusted by others to cure you. "
After Qi Yan finished speaking, he pointed to Mo Yongheng beside him.
"If you don't believe me, ask him."
Qi Yan himself knew very well that it would be difficult to convince Mo Chengxian immediately, but if Mo Chengxian did not cooperate with his treatment, the speed of recovery would definitely be affected.
It is the fastest way to let Mo Yongheng come forward to guarantee him the ticket.
"Patriarch, don't worry, he was invited by the eldest lady, you can trust him." Mo Yongheng didn't talk nonsense, it was about the old Patriarch Mo's body, and he didn't even care about Qi Yan.
Just follow his instructions and explain to Mo Chengxian.
As soon as he heard that Nian Xiaomu had invited him, Mo Chengxian's eyes changed, and he raised his hand with difficulty, wanting to grab Mo Yongheng.
Mo Yongheng hurried forward to hold his hand.
"Patriarch, don't worry, the eldest lady is fine, but now she has a bet with Mo Kun, so she can't come to see you, you have to trust her, she will definitely not let you down!"
"Xin... ah..."
Mo's family advocated opening his mouth, but the mouth was still crooked.
What he said was more ambiguous than before.
Knowing that he was still worried, Mo Yongheng held his hand tightly, his eyes darkened.
"Calm down, old man. After you regain your composure, I'll let you see someone."
"Crash..."
Old Patriarch Mo seemed to still remember what happened before, and when he heard Mo Yongheng's words, he tried his best to utter a word.
"Yes, it's Bengbeng! She's fine, and she came back with the eldest lady, but for the sake of your body, you must calm yourself down before you can see her." Mo Yongheng reminded.
Stroke patients are most taboo to be violently angry.
Especially with Mo Chengxian's current weak physical condition, if there is a sudden violent emotional ups and downs, it is easy to have another stroke.
Both Qi Yan and Mo Yongheng were cautious people, and after repeatedly confirming that Mo Chengxian's physical condition could bear it, Tan Bengbeng slowly walked out from behind Qi Yan.
The four eyes met, and no one spoke first.
Mo Chengxian saw clearly that the person in front of him was really Tan Bengbeng, his still immobile body trembled slightly, his old eyes instantly turned red.
He didn't say anything, but inexplicably, everyone present understood his eyes.
Knowing that he is saying: "Son, it's fine..."