Ghost doctor Mommy is good V5

Mo Zhenhua only felt that his legs seemed to be filled with lead, they were so heavy that he couldn't lift them up at all.

Now Mo Junhui's physical condition is not stable, and he still has to live in the intensive care unit, under the supervision of medical staff 24 hours a day.

Through the huge glass wall, seeing his son's whole body with many tubes connected to various medical equipment, Mo Zhenhua's heart felt like a knife.

He still clearly remembers scenes from his son's childhood.

I remember that I hired a nanny and insisted on taking care of my son myself. I remember getting up in the middle of the night to make milk powder and change diapers for my son. I remember the first time my son called "Daddy". I remember the day my son was able to walk...

Everything seemed to have happened yesterday, and it was clearly printed in my mind. In a blink of an eye, my son was already in his 20s.

Sadly, now he is lying on the hospital bed uncertain of life or death! !He has no consciousness, and he doesn't know how long it will take to wake up. How long his life can last, even the doctor doesn't know...

There is nothing greater than death, Mo Zhenhua has lived for dozens of years, and this is the first time he has tasted the taste of despair.

During this period of time, because of the company's business, he was running around all day, and he was very busy. He thought, the worst thing is to apply for social security assistance and live on subsistence allowances!
If it didn't work, he went to find those small private workshops to help people with accounting or something.

He can't do physical work, but at least mental work is still possible. No matter how low the salary is, at least the father and son will not be hungry.

As for whether his son can accept such a big gap in life, Mo Zhenhua actually has no idea, but they are indeed desperate.

"Sir, if you want to go in for a visit, you can only stay inside for 15 minutes, and you have to put on protective clothing first to avoid infection. Remember to put on your shoe covers too."

The nurse's whispered reminder pulled Mo Zhenhua out of his thoughts.

Yes, he wanted to go in to see his son, so how could he spend so much time here to hurt the spring and autumn? ?Pulling himself together, Mo Zhenhua put on the protective clothing with the help of the nurse.

In the huge intensive care unit, apart from the regular sounds of medical equipment, there was a frightening silence.

Looking at his son's head covered with thick white gauze, Mo Zhenhua's eyes were dim.

A few hours ago, the father and son were still talking, weren't they?Why did so many things happen at home in such a short period of time? ?

Does retribution really exist in this world? ?

He is the instigator. Even if God wants to punish him, it will be retribution on him. Why did he take his only son? ?

Walking to the side of the hospital bed with difficulty, Mo Zhenhua opened the chair and sat down, gently took Mo Junhui's hand, and then held it tightly.

It seemed that only in this way could he feel his son's body temperature and keep reminding himself that his son was still alive.

Nothing is more important than this!
After all, he is an old man who has experienced the vicissitudes of time. No matter how big or sudden the accident is, Mo Zhenhua can still adjust his mentality quickly.

"Junhui..." As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was so dry, as if he had gone through all kinds of hardships to open his mouth.

In fact, he has a lot to say, but he doesn't know where to start. Seeing his son unconscious, he has the urge to cry.

If you have to lose your only child when you are getting old, it will be an unbearable pain!

The bits and pieces of getting along with each other over the past 20 years, like a movie, are constantly replaying in Mo Zhenhua's mind.

No matter how disobedient Mo Junhui was, how much trouble he had caused, and how many troubles he had caused, that still could not change their father-son relationship.

They have lived together for such a long time, even if they don't talk normally, they are still each other's only relatives.

"Son, can you hear Daddy? I know you are in pain and hurt very badly, but please don't give up! If something happens to you, how will you let Daddy live...?"

It was the first time Mo Zhenhua said such provocative words to Mo Junhui, but every sentence came from the heart.

He had a very uneasy premonition in his heart, as if if he didn't speak now, he would have no chance to speak again in the future.

He patted the back of Mo Junhui's hand, and continued to say in a low voice: "Junhui, maybe Daddy was too strict with you before... Parents always hope that their children will become dragons, and hope that you will be successful. But Daddy's The starting point is definitely not what you think, it's just to let you save face for me... I really hope that you can have a skill, after all, no matter how capable Daddy is, there will always be a day when he will leave you... I don't want to see After you leave, you can't take care of yourself, I just want you to be well..."

At the end, Mo Zhenhua's voice choked up.

He didn't know that he would have such emotional moments, but he didn't want to hide his feelings for his son anymore.

This was the first time in his memory that he had talked so much with his son, and he had directly analyzed his feelings without hiding it or feeling awkward.

Mo Zhenhua was even confessing to his son. He regretted that he should not have allowed his son to live as he wanted, and he should not have thought that he could really stand upright forever.

Life is actually like a tide, with ups and downs, and no one can guarantee that it will be smooth sailing until death.

He was so blindly confident that he never thought of leaving a reliable future for his son. He always thought that the family's money would never be spent in a lifetime.

Little did he know that after an accident, he, Mo Zhenhua, would be kicked into the dust from his position at the top of the pyramid.

This time, maybe he didn't even have a chance to stand up, because the opponent was Feng Yiran.

Thinking of Young Master Feng's always ruthless and decisive style, Mo Zhenhua couldn't help but smile wryly.His life is really not very good, otherwise how could he get into trouble with such a powerful character? ?

He also directly killed Young Master Feng's father-in-law and mother-in-law. How could Young Master Feng let him go so easily with such a deep blood feud? ?

Mo Zhenhua is not flustered now, and he can probably predict what kind of means Young Master Feng will use to collect debts——

But he couldn't take care of anything else, he just hoped that Young Master Feng would give him some time and let him take good care of his son until he woke up.

Although that hope is slim.

The door of the intensive care unit was knocked lightly a few times. The nurse came in just now, hesitated for a moment, and had to remind: "Sir, today's visiting time is up, please go out first!"

Mo Zhenhua put Mo Junhui's hand back on the bed, and covered him with the quilt again. After thinking about it, he was still uneasy, so he pulled the quilt up a little more on Mo Junhui's body.

"Junhui, Daddy is going back first, you should rest here first, don't kick the quilt anymore, you will catch a cold."

Habitually saying such words, not only Mo Zhenhua was stunned, but even the nurse's nose was sore.

She just watched Mo Zhenhua leave heavily with sympathy, his injured foot couldn't even step on the ground, and every step was extremely difficult.

And that slightly hunched back seemed to be carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders, making him unable to breathe.

"Sir! Please wait!" The nurse suddenly remembered something, stopped Mo Zhenhua, and trotted to catch up.

Mo Zhenhua stopped in his tracks, looked at her suspiciously, and secretly prayed in his heart that there would be no bad news, he couldn't bear any more blows now.

The nurse seemed a little embarrassed, she bit her lower lip: "Please go through the hospitalization procedures first, can you pay the fee first?"

Knowing that he is in a low mood and looking embarrassed, she doesn't want to bring up such a sensitive topic!
But this is her job, and she has to do her duty.

Even though he was still immersed in the grief of his son's serious illness, Mo Zhenhua had to face such a cruel fact.

He rubbed his hands in embarrassment: "I was in a hurry to go out just now, I just wanted to save people, and I didn't care about other things... I will come over tomorrow morning, and I will finish the formalities and money by then, do you think it will be okay?" ?”

Such a rare humility, besides feeling ashamed, also has helplessness towards life. It turns out that such things as "shy in pocket" will also happen to Mo Zhenhua.

The nurse saw his embarrassment, so of course it was impossible to ask him any more questions, so he could only kindly say that there was no problem, and comforted Mo Zhenhua a few more words before the two said goodbye.

The nurse was very kind-hearted. She saw that Mo Zhenhua was worried, and she repeatedly promised that she and other colleagues would take good care of Mo Junhui and would notify Mo Zhenhua immediately of any situation.

Although it was midnight, the hospital was not deserted at all, and there were still people coming and going. From time to time, patients with pale faces and family members of patients with worried faces could be seen.

After walking out of the emergency room building, Mo Zhenhua remembered that he had brought his son here in a hurry, and the car parked casually at the door and left.

He hurriedly called for security, only then did he know that someone had helped park the car in the parking lot just now and kept the car keys for him.

For this, Mo Zhenhua was very moved and thanked him a thousand times.

In the past, he did not do less charity work, but every time it was like a show, he went through the motions without putting in the slightest sincerity.

It's nothing more than asking the media reporters to take a photo, post a news article, and make an advertisement for the Mo's Group, then the task will be completed.

Until today, at this very moment, when he was in such a difficult situation, getting help from a stranger seemed so precious, Mo Zhenhua finally realized the true meaning of doing good deeds.

Maybe those who give are just a little bit of effort, but those who get it are very grateful, because those things are indeed a timely help for them.

The security guard also asked if he should call a taxi for Mo Zhenhua, but Mo Zhenhua politely refused because he saw that his foot was injured.

He is in pajamas and penniless, I'm afraid he can't even pay the fare, let alone leave the car in the hospital, so how can he come to see his son tomorrow? ?

Resisting the pain in his foot, Mo Zhenhua drove the car tremblingly.

The car was driving at a very slow speed along the way, and he couldn't step on the accelerator vigorously. Even if the car behind him kept honking his horn, he couldn't get up fast.

When passing a construction site, several construction vehicles happened to come out, and there were several vehicles transporting cement and sand behind them, and the speed was not too slow.

These cars carry heavy things and have a lot of inertia, and it takes a long distance to stop completely if they brake.

So when Mo Zhenhua's car was driving slowly ahead, the engineering team flashed their lights and honked their horns, hoping that he would let him go or speed up.

Mo Zhenhua anxiously turned the steering wheel to one side, wanting to give way to the convoy, but just as he made the way to the left, a sports car from the opposite lane came speeding up from the turn.

With a "bang", it collided with Mo Zhenhua's car.

And this place is near the accident site of Mo Xiangnan and his wife, only a dozen meters away.