Ghost doctor Mommy is good V5

The impact at that time was very serious, because the opponent's car was driving at a high speed and had just passed a sharp turn, so it was already out of control.

In addition, Mo Zhenhua was changing lanes, and the car body was not in the normal driving direction. The two cars seemed to be doing a collision test, and there was no sign of braking at all.

The moment the airbag was deployed, many different images flashed before Mo Zhenhua's eyes.

He seems to have seen the smiling face of his dead wife, the cute appearance of his son when he was a toddler, the moment when he was all-powerful in the Mo Group, and the kindness Mo Xiangnan and his wife treated him in the past...

It is said that when a person is dying, he will see many things that ordinary people cannot see, almost all of them are people who are no longer in this world, or people he misses the most.

Mo Zhenhua really wanted to reach out and touch his dead wife's face, but he couldn't touch anything.

Even though he was wearing a seat belt, he was so shaken by the impact that he fell onto the co-pilot. He was almost thrown out, and he couldn't hold the steering wheel with both hands.

His head hit the car window hard, and because of the inertia of the seat belt, he was pulled back violently. There were several consecutive hits, each with great force.

It wasn't until a collision occurred that the opponent's car stepped on the brakes hastily, and a row of engineering teams behind also braked.

When the screeching sound of brakes around him finally stopped, Mo Zhenhua also completely lost consciousness. He seemed to be able to hear his heartbeat gradually slowing down until it was completely still...

The beginning of life cannot be decided by oneself, and the end of life of each person has different ways.

No one knows what day they will live to, let alone predict what will happen in the next second.Just like Mo Zhenhua, he was still thinking about his son's illness just a moment ago, wondering if he should sell all the valuables at home.

There are several properties, as well as some jewelry and antiques. If they are all sold, it should be enough to support my son's treatment expenses for a long time.

But before he could figure out how to sell those things first, Mo Zhenhua lost his life on the way home.

He didn't even have time to leave a way out for his son!
The scene quickly fell into chaos. Someone slapped Mo Zhenhua's body vigorously, trying to wake him up. Someone called the police. Others helped maintain the scene of the car accident and clear the surrounding traffic.

Although everyone was very anxious, everything was going on in an orderly manner. Before the ambulance arrived, everyone worked together to pry open the two accident cars and rescue the injured as soon as possible.

To make matters worse, Mo Zhenhua's car was severely damaged in the collision, and the fuel tank also leaked, continuously leaking gasoline.

The temperature at the scene was not low, and the overall temperature of the car was also very high after high-speed driving and sudden braking.

"Quick! Smash the glass and save the people!"

"Yes, yes, you go and get the tools, let's pry open the door!"

"No, the door has been severely deformed by the impact, and it cannot be pried open at all!"

"Then what should I do?? Gasoline is leaking more and more! If you don't hurry up, the car will catch fire!"

"Sir! Sir! Wake up!"

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The crowd nearby smashed the car together and yelled at Mo Zhenhua, only to find that he was still unconscious and his head was covered in blood.

Somebody stretched out his hand to explore the artery in Mo Zhenhua's neck, and found that it had stopped beating.

The others were also stunned, and then speeded up to pry the car——

Even if the life inside has disappeared into this world, the dead is still worthy of respect, and no one can leave him in the car to fend for himself.

In the nick of time, he finally got Mo Zhenhua out of the car.

While everyone was moving, the high temperature of the car ignited the gasoline, and with a loud noise, the car was surrounded by raging flames.

The ambulance took away Mo Zhenhua's body, and with the registration information of the license plate, his identity was quickly confirmed.

When it was time to notify the family, it was discovered that Mo Zhenhua's only son, Mo Junhui, could not be reached, and the hospital had to hand it over to the police.

But less than an hour later, I heard a sad news: Mo Junhui was seriously injured and lying in the intensive care unit, and he didn't know when he would wake up.

The father and son, who depended on each other, had such tragedies happened one after another. One died in a car accident on the spot, and the other didn't know when his life would end.

The local newspapers in Nice published the news prominently on the headlines the next day, and spent a lot of time telling the story of what happened to the Mo family.

He has been paying attention to the movement over there, of course Feng Yiran got the news immediately.

He was a little surprised, so he called Zhong Yu directly, and said straight to the point: "You arranged the matter between Mo Zhenhua and Mo Junhui?"

Zhong Yu was still lying on the bed, her mind was not clear at all: "What's the matter? You said to scare them? Isn't that going on all the time, scaring them every now and then, don't you know? Why did you suddenly ask?"

Young Master Feng's voice was unusually serious: "Mo Zhenhua is dead. Mo Junhui fell down the stairs and fell into a severe coma. It is possible that he will be a vegetable for the rest of his life."

"What!??" Zhong Yu sat up from the bed in shock, the high-pitched voice almost knocked down the ceiling.

"Brother, are you kidding me?? I didn't do anything!" Young Master Zhong quickly clarified for himself that he was innocent!

God knows how hard it is for him to accept the errand of cover paralysis. It's fine to keep an eye on the progress of the matter, but he has to play tricks all day long, which is boring and boring.

Now that he suddenly heard that the two father and son of the Mo family had met with unforeseen disasters, wouldn't Zhong Yu be shocked? ?
Yes, he did think about whether he should do something to clean up Mo Zhenhua's old fox and help the paralyzed couple vent their anger.

But after thinking about it, he never thought that he would really do it, otherwise, how could Mo Zhenhua's dog's life survive to this day? ?
Feng Yiran and Zhong Yu have been brothers for so many years, and they also know his character and personality very well, knowing that Zhong Yu will not mess around behind his back.

Besides, Zhong Yu's status in the world, even if he really did something, he still hasn't dared to admit it.

So Young Master Feng just pondered for a while, and then arranged the next task for Zhong Yu: "Go and watch the video of Mo's villa, see what's going on, and find out the truth as soon as possible."

"Okay, wait for my news."

He had serious business to do, so Master Zhong didn't care about the blond beauty who was still lying beside him, so he lifted the quilt and put on a bath towel casually, and went to the sofa to make a phone call.

Soon, things became clear-it was a very simple matter, and it didn't take much time to investigate.

After grasping the ins and outs, Feng Yiran already had an idea in his heart, but he didn't intend to keep this matter from Xiao Ziqing, what to do in the end depends on Mrs. Feng's wishes.

After all, they were her relatives. Even if there was blood feud in the past, blood was thicker than water.

"Just say what you have to say, why are you looking at me like this?" Xiao Ziqing glared angrily at the man standing beside him while drinking milk.

From just now, Feng Yiran looked preoccupied, but held back his mouth, waiting until she was anxious.

Pregnant women are inherently impatient, and Mrs. Feng doesn't like people hiding things. She is not used to being in such a state.

Taking the cup from her hand, Feng Yiran looked directly into her eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Mo Zhenhua died in a car accident. Mo Junhui fell down the stairs from the second floor of his house and suffered a severe blow to his brain. Now If you haven't woken up yet, you may become a vegetable."

His words were very brief, not even a word of nonsense, and he was always watching Xiao Ziqing's reaction.

That big hand held Xiao Ziqing's hand even more forcefully, fearing that she would not be able to withstand such a blow, so she could only comfort and support silently.

Xiao Ziqing didn't come back to her senses for a long time, she looked at the handsome face in front of her in disbelief, as if wondering if there was something wrong with her ears.

Feng Yiran saw her thoughts at a glance, and nodded solemnly: "All of this is true, it just happened, there is no artificial factor."

No one deliberately planned this tragedy, and he didn't even have time to drive Mo Zhenhua and his son to a dead end, and they had accidents one after another.

Thinking of the situation that Zhong Yu mentioned on the phone just now, Feng Yiran also had to sigh, the natural law recurs, the retribution is not good, it's not that the retribution has not come, the time has not yet come.

Did something arrange all of this somewhere? ?

From the moment when Mo Zhenhua murdered his own uncle back then, it's alright for God to let Mo Zhenhua reap the consequences one day.

Now, it's just "treating the body in the same way"? ?
After slowly digesting the words just now, Xiao Ziqing remembered the most crucial question——

"Is Mo Junhui still in the hospital?? Then who is taking care of him now??" The only family member just died in a car accident. Maybe Mo Junhui doesn't know yet? ?

Feng Yiran's complexion was also not very good, he hugged Xiao Ziqing over: "He is completely unconscious, and he doesn't know what happened outside. I have already let Zhong Yu go through, and helped Mo Junhui complete all the procedures, He invited the best doctor to take care of Mo Zhenhua's funeral."

No matter how many grievances and grievances there were in the past, the dead are the greatest, and some things should be let go.

Xiao Ziqing gratefully pecked Young Master Feng on the cheek: "My husband, thank you! In fact, since I came back from France, I have been hesitating whether to pursue it to the end... If we keep repaying our grievances like this, will it be endless? Gone?? Even if I cut Mo Zhenhua into pieces, my parents will not be able to be resurrected, and this will only make Mo Junhui hate me, there is nothing else besides that."

If hatred can make a person terrible, then forgiveness is true letting go.

"Honey, there is something I want to ask you for help..." Xiao Ziqing struggled for a long time before opening the mouth.

Feng Yiran helped her straighten her hair, and smiled lightly: "You want to take Mo Junhui over, and you will treat him personally and take care of his future life?"

It really is a "husband and wife of the same heart", many ideas don't need to be said at all, the other party can guess accurately.

This made Xiao Ziqing feel miraculous, but also moved.

She looked at Feng Yiran expectantly: "Will you object to me doing this?"

She had said before that she would give up revenge, but Young Master Feng didn't seem to agree with it. He preferred to fight with fire, and didn't want to let everyone who provoked him go.

But this time, Feng Yiran was very considerate of Xiao Ziqing's mood.

He even simply agreed: "Okay, what to do, then do what you say, I will support any decision you make."