Hidden ex-husband, you are not worthy

Jiang Ji's brows twitched imperceptibly, "This... needs time and treatment methods. Maybe there is a chance to recover, maybe not, it's all uncertain."

"I grew up with Han Qing, and I have never seen him like this. He has a strong self-esteem since he was a child. After knowing that he may be paralyzed and blind for the rest of his life, his whole body is as if all the blood has been drawn, and he begins to give up on himself. , also gave up treatment, and even gave up the position of the president of Optimus Group, that position was the result of his hard work in the past thirty years."

Jiang Ji sighed, "Miss Luo, I know it's presumptuous of me to say this, but if possible, can you help me persuade him to actively treat him?"

When Hua Mo heard this, the corner of his mouth immediately curled into a sneer, "Doctor Jiang, forgive me for not agreeing to your request. I just want to see that Mr. Song saved me. I heard that he was seriously injured, so come and have a look."

"Mr. Song is an adult. Whether he is willing to receive treatment has nothing to do with me. In other words, even if Mr. Song is dead now, it has nothing to do with me. I didn't kill him, so please ask Dr. Jiang Don't try to kidnap me morally."

Jiang Ji was stunned when he heard Hua Mo's unfeeling words.

She really wasn't Hua Mo.

He remembered that four years ago, Hua Mo was extremely kind and did not want to hurt anyone. If someone helped her, she would return it back thousands of times.

But now this Luo Yao.
Jiang Ji said awkwardly, "Sorry, I took the liberty."

Hua Mo's eyelashes flickered, and he led Luo Xiang to open the door of Song Hanqing's ward and walked in.

When they entered, Song Hanqing was losing his temper at the nurse.

"Get out of here!"

"Get out!"

"Mummy!" Luo Xiang was frightened, and hurriedly hid in Hua Mo's arms.

Hua Mo stretched out his hand to protect Luo Xiang, and glanced sideways at the furious Song Hanqing.

Song Hanqing's eyes were very dark, the thick black was like the abyss of an ancient well, so dark that it could not see the bottom.

But at this moment, Song Hanqing, although he was as dark as before, had no focal length, and the wheelchair prepared in front of the hospital bed seemed to be blind and disabled.

"Mr. Song."

Hua Mo made a sound.

Probably hearing Hua Mo's voice, Song Hanqing quickly calmed down, swept towards the direction where Hua Mo and Luo Xiang were, and murmured, "Momo."

There was a deep "momo", full of temptation and remorse.

Hua Mo listened, the strings in her heart seemed to be plucked by a hand, her hands hanging on both sides almost subconsciously tightened, she stared at Song Hanqing and said hoarsely, "Mr. Song, my name is Luo Yao."

"I saw the news before, and thought it was a scribble! Looking at Mr. Song's miserable appearance, it seems that you have really become a crippled and blind man! What a pity, I still think about it, together with Mr. Song in the mall It's a duel, but I didn't expect Mr. Song to lose."

Song Hanqing looked greedily at Hua Mo's fair little face, the corners of his lips moved slightly, "Listen to Miss Luo's cheerful voice, it seems that you are very happy to see me become disabled and blind."

Hua Mo sneered, "It's natural, I can't wait to set off firecrackers to celebrate! Finally no one is harassing me, I'm not too happy yet."

Song Hanqing frowned lightly, tightening the corners of the quilt, his pale face lost for a moment, looking at the pitiful man with his handsome appearance.

Luo Xiang was obviously deceived by Song Hanqing's pitiful appearance, coupled with her kind nature, seeing this scene, she couldn't help pulling Hua Mo's sleeve, "Mummy, why do you say that! We didn't come to see Song Heng Brother’s father’s?”

Luo Xiang said, suddenly broke away from Hua Mo's hand, walked towards Song Hanqing with small steps, looked at Song Hanqing with big round eyes, patted Song Hanqing's big hand hanging on the edge of the bed comfortingly, and gently touched Touched, and said innocently, "Uncle, you will be fine, you will get better, brother Song Heng is still at home waiting for you to go home! You treat well in the hospital, the doctor uncle will cure you, you Soon you will be able to walk like us! Come on, uncle!"

As Luo Xiang said, he smiled and compared to Song Hanqing!
Song Hanqing stared down at the innocent Luo Xiang with bent eyes, his heart moved slightly.

Perhaps he knew that Luo Xiang was Hua Mo's daughter. Although he was not his daughter, he always felt that this child was very kind.

Especially, she looks so much like Hua Mo!

Looking at her, Song Hanqing seemed to see Hua Mo when he was a child.

"Well, Uncle will work hard." Song Hanqing said softly to Luo Xiang with his eyes motionless.

Luo Xiang giggled, "Uncle, you are so cute!"

cute?

Song Hanqing was obviously overwhelmed by Luo Xiang's praise, his old face flushed suddenly.

Seeing the intimate scene of the two, Hua Mo's heart was also touched.

She didn't want Luo Xiang to be too intimate with Song Hanqing, after all Song Hanqing was not worthy to be Luo Xiang's father at all.

The reason why she brought Luo Xiang here was only because Song Hanqing was Luo Xiang's father.

Fearing that the relationship between the two would be too close, Hua Mo hurried forward and took Luo Xiang's hand.

Among the three of them, Luo Xiang held Song Hanqing's hand with one hand, while Hua Mo held the other hand. The scene was a little warm.

But soon, Hua Mo lowered his head and smiled at Luo Xiang, "Xiao Xiang, don't you still have piano lessons? We have to go."

Hearing this, Luo Xiang had no choice but to let go of Song Hanqing's hand, and hummed to Hua Mo.

Hua Mo immediately pulled Luo Xiang towards the door, opened the door and walked out.

Luo Xiang's small hand was hanging on the side, feeling the residual warmth of Song Hanqing's big hand just now, his heart suddenly warmed up.

That uncle's hand is so warm, like holding Dad's hand.
Song Hanqing also felt warm in his heart.

Song Hanqing's eyes locked tightly on the big and small backs, and couldn't help stretching out the hand that Luo Xiang had just pulled, and slowly tightened it.

It would be great if this child was his daughter.

pity.

She is the child of Hua Mo and others!
Hua Mo took Luo Xiang into the car.

The driver was driving in front, and Luo Xiang nestled in Hua Mo's arms, hugging Hua Mo's waist with her small hands, arching her small head, and couldn't help but ask Hua Mo, "Mum, I have a question." I want to ask you."

Hua Mo was stunned, and hurriedly said, "What's the problem?"

Luo Xiang bit her rosy lips, her curled eyelashes flickered, "Mum, I've grown up so much, you never mentioned my dad! Can you tell me about you, what is my dad?" Is that kind of person?"

Hua Mo's heart was beating violently, the blood in his whole body seemed to flow backwards in an instant, the corners of his lips were extremely stiff, and after a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden!"

Luo Xiang blinked, her eyes were still clear, "It's just a sudden curiosity."

"I know Mommy, you don't like my dad, and I never thought of recognizing him. I just want to know what he looks like."