Young Master Mo has a long way to pursue his wife

Chapter 1790 Yan Xinxin's illness won't get better
She smiled sweetly, her eyes as pure as water carried that beautiful expectation.

Mo Chuxi reached out to hold her hand, and nodded with a smile.

"Of course, brother Xi will protect and love Xiaoyuan for the rest of his life."

Hearing his answer, Yan Xinxin smiled like a flower.

Ning Zitong watched from the side, silently wetting his eyes.

Now, whenever she thinks that Yan Xinxin might be like this for the rest of her life, her heart feels as if a knife is being stabbed, it hurts so much.

Time passed quickly, and it was dark in the blink of an eye.

Ning Zitong returned home, and the two children were taken back, leaving only Mo Chuxi to accompany Yan Xinxin in the hospital.

After eating and taking a shower, he coaxed her to bed.

After the curtains were drawn, the ward looked like a cozy small room. The environment here was much better than that of ordinary hospitals, mainly for taking care of patients.

After Yan Xinxin lay down on the bed, she blinked and looked at the ceiling.

Although her IQ is only six years old, she now knows very well that she is a patient and needs to be treated in a hospital.

Parents, mother and elder brother would visit her every day, and elder brother Xi would go home at the latest, and he would only come home after she fell asleep every time.

Regarding this point, Yan Xinxin is very clear in her heart,

As the sky darkened layer by layer, Mo Chuxi noticed that it seemed to be snowing again outside the window.

It's already early spring, but the spring snow still keeps coming, and the temperature is also changing from warm to cold.

Fortunately, there is air conditioning in the ward, otherwise he was really worried that Yan Xinxin would not be able to take it.

"Brother Xi, Xiao Yuan is going to fall asleep soon, Brother Xi, please go home."

Yan Xinxin turned her face to the side and looked at Mo Chuxi who was sitting by the bed.

The man smiled when he heard this, and bowed his head close to her.

"Brother Xi wants to watch Xiaoyuan for a while longer."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and gently held her hand outside the quilt.

With the heater on, her hands were still a little cold.

He bowed his head and kissed her tenderly.

"Xiao Yuan, close your eyes quickly, Brother Xi wants to watch you fall asleep."

"I fell asleep soon."

Yan Xinxin blinked slightly.

"Brother Xi, good night."

"Good night."

Mo Chuxi smiled softly, watched Yan Xinxin close her eyes and fall asleep obediently, and his heart fell asleep too.

In the silence of time, Mo Chuxi heard Yan Xinxin's steady breathing, but in the end, there was no sound.

She slept peacefully and peacefully.

Mo Chuxi leaned closer and kissed her gently on the forehead.

Now when Yan Xinxin is sober, he doesn't dare to do anything too presumptuous to her. After all, her current IQ is too low, staying at the age of six.

When I was young, my thoughts were too pure.

Although he did something embarrassing to her when we first met, and she didn't resist, but now that she is in a very depressed state of mind, he can't do anything "beastly".

Late at night.

Mu family.

Ning Zitong stood in front of the window, looked at the snowflakes flying outside the window, and sighed softly.

"A Tong."

Mu Jingheng walked to her side, wrapped her broad arms gently around her shoulders, and held her injured palm with one hand, his eyes full of distress.

"A Tong, stop being so pessimistic, Xiao Yuan will be fine."

"She's not going to get better."

Ning Zitong's eyes were red, and when he said this, his voice was trembling.

Mu Jingheng was startled when he heard the words, and looked at Ning Zitong who was already in tears.

"A Tong, why do you say that?"

Ning Zitong bit her lips lightly, looked at Mu Jingheng, and finally fell into his chest in pain.

"Ah Jing, why? Why is our little wish so miserable?"

(End of this chapter)