It's Not Too Late to Chase His Wife: Young Master Mo's Secret Favorite Sweet Wife

"Yes." Mo Ningxuan nodded, winking at Lin Yang, "How is it? Isn't it great?"

Lin Yang looked at Mo Ningxuan's expression, and the corners of her mouth twitched. She could say that she thought it was great, but now that Mo Ningxuan said that, she suddenly lost the feeling.

Shaking his head, this crop is over.

Lin Yang and Mo Ningxuan got off the car at the meeting place of Mo Ningxuan and Ling Jingkun.

Then he saw someone waving in the distance, it seemed to be Ling Jingkun.

It was very windy outside, and there were no pedestrians on the street.

The strong wind rolled up a lot of leaves and other debris, and it looked a little desolate.

As the two walked forward, Lin Yang suddenly heard a loud noise, as if something heavy was loose.

Before she could react, she was thrown to the ground by Mo Ningxuan beside her.

The moment he lost his balance, Lin Yang seemed to hear someone exclaiming.

Then, he fell heavily to the ground.

Mo Ningxuan hugged her tightly, and his body fell heavily on Lin Yang's body.

She heard a muffled grunt from the man, and something warm dripped onto her face.

Like raindrops, but a little sticky.

The world seemed to be turned into a silent mode in an instant, and the huge tinnitus flooded all senses.

It took a long time for Lin Yang to realize that what dripped on his face was blood.

It was Mo Ningxuan's blood.

She opened her mouth wide, but her throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton.

Lin Yang screamed silently, fear wrapped her up.

Trembling, he stretched out his hand to shake Mo Ningxuan, "Mo Ningxuan—"

The sound she finally made sounded weird, it didn't sound like it came from her throat at all.

Lin Yang couldn't even scream if he wanted to.

No one answered her, no one said with a smile as usual, "What's wrong?"

The only answer to her was the sound of the wind whistling, and someone's hurried footsteps from far to near.

The next thing, Lin Yang spent in a trance.

Ling Jingkun called an ambulance, and those people carried Mo Ningxuan into the ambulance, but Lin Yang was still in a daze.

"Your face—" Ling Jingkun hesitated to speak when he saw Lin Yang's dazed look.

He took out a tissue and handed it to Lin Yang, only then did Lin Yang remember.

The way Mo Ningxuan looked just now, he closed his eyes tightly, those dark eyes were no longer deep, and bright red blood flowed down from his head, dyeing half of his face red.

The inexplicable horror, Lin Yang didn't know what he was afraid of.

Maybe it's because in a foreign country, the policeman babbled and said words that Lin Yang couldn't understand.

The smashed billboard was crooked, and it seemed that Mo Ningxuan's blood was still on it.

Lin Yang trembled involuntarily, and finally admitted that he was worried about Mo Ningxuan.

Yes, I was worried about him, afraid of losing him.

After answering the police's question, Ling Jingkun said to Lin Yang, "I'll take you to the hospital."

He saw that this woman was out of her mind, and she was with Mo Ningxuan with all her body and mind, so he didn't mention anything like letting Lin Yang go back to rest.

"Okay." Lin Yang nodded.

Followed Ling Jingkun.

On the way to the hospital, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the moment the two got out of the car, it suddenly started to rain.

Huge raindrops dripped down, and for a while, only the sound of rain could be heard, nothing else.

Lin Yang's heart also sank. For some reason, she remembered the day her father had an accident.

The same heavy rain washed away all traces, and some people couldn't come back after all.

It's like those things and things that gradually go away in the long river of time.

No, no.

Lin Yang told himself in his heart that Mo Ningxuan would not leave willingly like this.

Like a prayer, but also like a vision.

She was almost fidgeting, staring at the door of the operating room, her heart never calmed down.

Even Ling Jingkun who was on the side couldn't help sighing, "Sit down for a while, it seems that there is still a while."

Lin Yang nodded and responded, but still couldn't sit still.

She really couldn't convince herself, she couldn't calm down at all.

I don't know how long it took, the original expectations and visions were worn away while waiting, and Lin Yang only felt that his hopes were being dispelled inch by inch.

The door of the operating room finally opened. Lin Yang wanted to go up and ask the doctor about the situation, but she soon realized that she couldn't even express the question.

He could only ask Ling Jingkun for help, "Ask him how Mo Ningxuan is doing?"

After asking the doctor, Ling Jingkun's face was a little embarrassed.

Lin Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he said cautiously, "What's wrong?"

"The doctor said that he had blood bruises in his brain, but he couldn't be operated on because it would affect his memory, but if he didn't have an operation, it would compress the nerves, which would be life-threatening."

Ling Jingkun's words were like a heavy hammer hitting Lin Yang's heart.

Her mind was buzzing, she didn't realize what Ling Jingkun was talking about, the mouth of the person in front of her opened and closed.

Lin Yang only heard a loud ringing in his ears, covering everything.

"Are you okay!" Ling Jingkun frowned and helped Lin Yang who was crumbling.

With his support, Lin Yang finally stood firm. He just felt like he was being roasted on the fire. There were wolves in front and tigers in back, and he had no choice at all.

It's about life, let alone Mo Ningxuan's life.

Ling Jingkun also panicked, they were all in a foreign country, Mo Ningxuan had an accident suddenly, not to mention Lin Yang panicked, even he panicked.

At that time, watching Mo Ningxuan push Lin Yang away, he was hit by the billboard.

He felt that Mo Ningxuan was crazy, one person gave his life for another person.

He asked himself, he absolutely did not have such awareness.

"Go back to China first and seek consultation with the best experts."

Ling Jingkun suddenly heard Lin Yang's voice.

He was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head to look, and although there were tears in the woman's eyes, the firm but unreasonable emotion was moving.

"Have you figured it out?" Ling Jingkun hesitated.

Lin Yang clenched his fists tightly, although his hands were cold, as if he had been drawn to see the blood all over his body.

"I've made up my mind, there are some things I need your help with." Lin Yang took a deep breath.

Looking in the direction of the ward, it may be Mo Ningxuan who supports her in her heart, or it may be something else.

"Well, you said."

"I want to ask you to help keep the secret, and don't let the news of Mo Ningxuan's accident spread."

Ling Jingtian frowned, "This may be a little difficult."

Lin Yang sighed, "I know it's difficult, but try to hide it for as long as you can. There are some things that I'm not sure I can suppress when he's not around."

"Okay." Ling Jingkun nodded.

Early the next morning, all three returned to the country.

But to the outside world, they only said that Mo Ningxuan was still on vacation abroad.

Lin Yang only told his secretary about Mo Ningxuan's accident, but Lin Shuyu didn't say anything.

Time flies, and it has been three days in a blink of an eye.

Looking at Mo Ningxuan in the intensive care unit, Lin Yang felt uncomfortable as if his breathing was being suppressed.

Tears filled her eyes unconsciously, and she raised her head slightly to restrain the feeling of wanting to cry.