Mo Shao's little ancestor is quite arrogant

Zhuo Han snorted, "When will they return to the capital!"

"I don't know."

"Hmph, wait for that damned woman to come back and see how I deal with her."

The corners of Mo Jingchen's brows twitched slightly, "As a friend, I kindly advise you, don't expect extravagantly from her."

"why?"

"Because they met their parents."

"..."

Zhuo Han, who had run away at first, became wilted when he heard it.

Aggrieved and sullen, "So fast?"

"Ok!"

Zhuo Han didn't speak, his expression was cold and severe for a long time, then he turned and left suddenly.

"Wait a moment!"

But Mo Jingchen suddenly called him to stop.

Although Zhuo Han was very upset, he stopped and looked back at him, "What are you doing?"

"Call Anyang, I need her help with something!"

"You call it yourself, it's none of my business!"

"It's really something. You also know her character. She will only listen to you and not to me."

Mo Jingchen said seriously, "I'm not joking with you."

It really didn't look like he was joking, Zhuo Han was startled, and said arrogantly: "Look at my mood!"

Mo Jingchen: "..."

In the evening, Lan Xi looked up information in the study. In order to find a cure for esophageal cancer, she opened one medical record after another.

As the doctor said, the cure is not high.

Especially in Lan Xinming's late stage, the possibility is almost zero.

Suddenly a little discouraged, she threw away the book in her hand and leaned back on the chair, feeling a little desperate.

Her forehead was gently massaged by a pair of slightly cool hands, it was Mo Jingchen who was helping her relieve her tense emotions.

Lan Xi lay still on the chair, but opened her eyes slightly, looking at the man above her head.

"Close your eyes and rest."

Lan Xi obeyed his order obediently.

His fingers moved from his forehead to his temples, with just the right amount of strength. The comfortable feeling made her relax.

While giving her a massage, Mo Jingchen said in a low voice, "Just do your best."

Lan Xi's eyelashes trembled slightly, "Do you believe it? I actually hope he lives."

Originally thought that the hatred in her heart made her heart dead.

But when the critical moment came, she still didn't want him to just disappear from the world.

"I believe."

"Hehe!" Lan Xi pulled the corners of her mouth in embarrassment, and said with a wry smile: "In the end, I overestimated myself."

Mo Jingchen looked down at the moisture in the corners of her eyes, and said, "Don't worry, this is the most normal nature of a person. It's not your fault that he's sick. It's out of your kindness that you try to treat him. There is no reason to blame you if you don’t want to treat anyone.”

His words have always been very useful to her.

Lan Xi was indeed comforted.

Suddenly stretched out two arms towards him, "Hold me, I'm sleepy."

Mo Jingchen hugged her in the posture of a princess, and sent her to the bed in the room, "Go to sleep."

Lan Xi hooked Mo Jingchen's neck with his hand, "What about you? What are you going to do?"

This posture is a bit imaginative.

Mo Jingchen grabbed her arm with a forbearing expression on his face, "You will make me think that you are actively teasing me, so it shouldn't be considered that I violated your rules?"

Lan Xi: "..."

Her rule is not to touch her without her permission...

He let go of his arm suddenly, blinked and pretended nothing happened.

"Yes, it's not some kind of provocative teasing, don't talk nonsense."

Mo Jingchen chuckled twice, pinched her face, and said softly, "Okay, I'll let you go today, rest first, I still have something to deal with."

"Ah."

Actually, Lan Xi couldn't fall asleep at all.

Now that Mo Jingchen is not by her side, she can't sleep.

He took out his mobile phone and sent Mi Qiao a WeChat message, "Help me find the best doctor."

"Boss, are you sick?"

Under normal circumstances, Mi Qiao replies to WeChat very quickly, it can be said to reply in seconds, and every one of them is like this.

Except when he was slow to reply when the phone was not with him, under normal conditions he replied in seconds.

"It's not me, send me the information of the most skilled doctor you know."

"Which aspect?"

"Oncology, Gastroenterology, and the top doctors all helped me find them."

"Ok."

After sending the WeChat message, she turned off the screen of her phone and lay down to sleep.

Probably because she was too tired, she fell asleep very quickly, and fell asleep very quickly.

She had a dream, in which there were three people, one was Lan Xinming and the other was Su Qing.

The three of them were flying a kite on the grassland. Lan Xinming flew a dragonfly kite with a rainbow tail very high.

It has become the focus of the entire grassland, and many children are chasing their kites.

After the kite flew stably, Lan Xinming put Lan Xi around his neck and asked her to hold the kite string. Then, she naturally became the envy of the children on the grassland, because she had the best kite.

Su Qing supported her by the side, "Be careful, don't fall."

The picture at that time was so beautiful and warm. Somehow, the scene changed suddenly.

Lan Xinming looked fierce, and cursed at Lan Xi who was sitting on the ground aggrieved.

"Why are you so annoying, I should have let you go away with your mother if I knew it earlier."

Eight-year-old Lan Xi was crying loudly.

Lan Xinming picked up the feather duster at hand and beat her, "Shut up, don't cry, it's making a lot of noise."

"Dad, don't you like me?"

"roll!"

Lan Xi, who was thin and thin, actually rolled around on the ground at that time.

There were tears on his face, "Is this okay? I'm leaving, can you stop scolding me or hitting me?"

Lan Xinming was even angrier when he saw it.

He pointed at the gate, "I told you to get out, not at home."

The screen turned again, and the 15-year-old Lan Xi was slim and graceful.

Holding the certificate of merit that he earned through his own efforts in front of Lan Xinming, he wanted to win Lan Xinming's favor, but what he got was that Lan Xinming didn't want to see him.

"What is it, you deserve it? Don't use it to prick my eyes, it's disgusting."

In that scene, the disgust on Lan Xinming's face was so obvious, it made Lan Xi's heart feel cold all of a sudden.

At that time, Lan Xi didn't seem to like crying anymore.

Just feel the heart is very cold.

It was this time that made Lan Xi feel the most desperate, and left the house directly, and hated Lan Xinming ever since.

Lan Xi suddenly woke up.

She sat up abruptly and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"what happened?"

Mo Jingchen, who had just returned to his room, saw it, and asked, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Lan Xi panted slightly, her chest heaving.

The Lan Xinming in the dream was scary, but now the vicissitudes and emaciation of Lan Xinming seemed to make her feel even more uncomfortable.

She grabbed Mo Jingchen's hand suddenly, "No, she can't die, she can't let him die."

Mo Jingchen was taken aback, "No, he won't die."