With a lonely appearance, like a person who has been hurt by love, people can't bear to vent their anger on him.
Qi Yan was miserable.
Standing on the sidelines watching the play, out of nowhere, Mo Yongheng wrote down another note in his small notebook.
When I looked up, I found that something was wrong, and I wanted to explain it, but felt something was wrong.
What is he afraid of Mo Yongheng
Now it's the competition between Mo Yongheng and Yu Yuehan, it has nothing to do with him, as long as he hugs his family Bengbeng tightly.
"As a doctor, I would like to remind you that although the old Patriarch Mo's physical condition is much better now, he has just recovered a little language ability, and he can't be too stimulated. Take it easy when you say anything, otherwise the patient's pain will be aggravated." Don't blame me for your illness, let me remind you."
Qi Yan's words slipped around his lips, and finally he changed his words to remind him.
Then he watched the three of them walk towards the ward.
"I'm worried about Xiao Mumu, let's go in and have a look." Tan Bengbeng followed and stood up from the bench.
"I'm not going." Qi Yan folded his arms, his buttocks tightly stuck to the chair, looking disinterested.
"What does it have to do with me for them to discuss the matter of retiring the engagement? At this time, Patriarch Mo must be in a bad mood. What if he takes his anger on us and refuses to let us get married?"
The more Qi Yan thought about it, the more reasonable it became: "No, no, no!"
Tan Bengbeng: "..."
Tan Bengbeng: "You know the old Patriarch will be unhappy, so why don't you hurry in and have a look. What if the Patriarch is stimulated and his condition changes?"
As Tan Bengbeng spoke, his face sank: "Are you going? If you don't go, even if the old Patriarch agrees to me marrying you, I won't agree to it myself!"
Qi Yan suddenly stood up from the chair, grabbed Tan Bengbeng's arm, and pulled her towards him.
He changed his words without hesitation.
"I was just joking just now. Am I the kind of person who doesn't think it's a big deal when I watch the excitement? I care so much about the health of the old Patriarch Mo. At this time, I must stay by his side. Let's go now. Just go in and have a look."
Qi Yan pulled Tan Bengbeng into the ward.
In the blink of an eye, five people suddenly appeared in the quiet ward.
Old Patriarch Mo is still sleeping.
Vicissitudes of the face, showing traces of exhaustion.
It seems that the condition is not very good.
Qi Yan stepped forward and explained: "I worry too much, and I have been worrying about the Mo family or the Mo family group since I woke up. Although he said that he can't do anything now, but because he can't do anything, he is even more worried and worried. Heavy, plus the hard work of the treatment, it is what you see now."
So his previous reminder was really not to watch the excitement.
"Forget it, let's talk about it another day. Grandpa can't stand the excitement now." As soon as Nian Xiaomu heard Qi Yan's words, she quickly pulled Yu Yuehan's hand.
Before Yu Yuehan and Mo Yongheng could react, Patriarch Mo woke up when he heard Nian Xiaomu's voice.
"Xin'er."
As soon as he saw his precious granddaughter, he propped himself up and wanted to sit up.
"Why... what happened... what happened?"
"Grandpa is fine, I was just worried about you, so I came to take a look." Nian Xiaomu walked to the hospital bed, helped the old man to sit up, and supported him with a pillow.
Mo Chengxian's hale and hearty old eyes swept around the several people in the ward, as if he understood something.
"A few of you... do you... have something... you want to tell me?"