She was spoiled by Qi Ye

Gu Muran returned to the urban area of ​​Haicheng from the eastern suburbs, and the image of Yuan Yuanwei'an was lingering in his mind.

In my heart, I was greatly shocked.

Yuan Yuan.

A man who puts his own life above the lives of others can dedicate his life to fighting the lawless.

This spirit is admirable from the bottom of my heart.

Gu Muran's aura was baptized, and his fighting spirit was aroused.

Continue to do another thing Tang Qi explained.

Go to Moshui Township and look for a box.

Whether there is an unknown secret in the box, as long as you find it, you can unlock it.

Hope, everything goes smoothly.

*
Beijing, a tertiary hospital.

"What? Brain tumor, terminal stage?" Mr. An's pupils dilated a little because of surprise.

As if, listening to something that could never happen but happened again.

It's like dreaming.

"Have you checked clearly?" Mr. An regained his composure, "The brain tumor is in the terminal stage, how is it possible?"

At the end of the words, there was a little more reprimand, a reprimand to An Mochen's attending doctor.

The doctor in charge said affirmatively: "Mr., the instruments in our hospital are all the most advanced, and there will be absolutely no mistakes in the examination of Young Master Chen."

"Young Master Chen does indeed have a brain tumor in his head, and it can be seen from tests that it has reached the terminal stage."

"This situation is very dangerous. If it is not handled properly, I am afraid it will..."

At the end of the day, he didn't say it.

The meaning is obvious.

At the end of the brain tumor, it has almost been declared that life has reached the last moment.

Of course, there are also many cases where patients have been treated and their lives have been extended.

Such cases are rare, very few!

Mr. An's heart was suddenly hit hard, and he couldn't stand for a while.

If it weren't for Fu Xizhao's quick-eyed support, he might have fallen to the ground.

"Old man, take care."

Only then did Mr. An breathe a sigh of relief, "No matter what, you must find a way to heal Mo Chen, no matter what the cost."

"I want Mo Chen to live well in this world!"

The attending doctor frowned in embarrassment, "Let's... try our best."

In the terminal stage of brain tumors, no one is 100% sure, we can only try our best.

When the attending doctor left, Mr. An sighed heavily, feeling very heavy.

"Sin, it's all sin."

"Why is God so cruel to Mo Chen?"

"Why don't you take revenge on me, an old man, and do this to Mo Chen again and again?"

Mr. An sighed again and again, struggling and helpless.

An Mochen had a tumor on his head, which he experienced once a few years ago.

Fortunately, the tumor was still benign at that time, and it was also a life saved by the god of death.

I thought that An Mochen's catastrophe would stop here.

Who would have thought that An Mochen's head had a tumor again, and it is still in the terminal stage...

Wouldn't that be the same as pronouncing the end of life?

How could Mr. An be willing to accept such a fact?
Obviously...

An Mochen is still so young, and so capable, he is the king who supports the whole family.

Mr. An's heart hurts, it hurts!
Fu Xizhao was silent and didn't say anything.

This kind of thing is not something that can be changed by just a few soothing words.

lost in thought.

How can human life be so fragile?
No one knows, which will come first, natural disasters and man-made disasters or tomorrow.

Cherishing the present is the last respect for life.

When Mr. An was sighing heavily, he suddenly thought of something, and his whole body became a little bit of anticipation.

"Xizhao, take a look at Mo Chen for me, I'll go out for a while." He said.

"it is good."

Mr. An left in a hurry.

While walking, he took out his mobile phone to contact Mr. Qin.

At this moment, he thought of Tang Qi.

Medical genius!

Perhaps, how sure is she of Mo Chen's illness?

Maybe, she can save Mo Chen's life?

Now Mr. An is not going to let anyone who might create a miracle for An Mochen be spared.

Doing everything will save Mo Chen's life.

……

Fu Xizhao returned to the ward.

An Mochen in the ward woke up a long time ago, holding his mobile phone, and tirelessly dialed Gu Muran's number.

Over and over again, even if the other party never answered.

I am also fighting for the opportunity to answer again.

An Mochen started to slap and hit, and his mood became a little irritable...

His face, which was originally pale, now looked even more bloodless.

"Need me to find her for you?" Fu Xizhao walked over, poured a glass of water and handed it over.

An Mochen gave Fu Xizhao a disgusted look, "Find her, and then, give her a look for me?"

"..." Fu Xizhao.

This guy is holding a grudge, and didn't send a message for him that day.

and so.

Men are the most petty and narrow-minded.

One thing, can remember you forever.

"If you need, I can speak to her for you." Fu Xizhao said solemnly.

The corners of An Mochen's lips twitched, "I won't bother you, old man, so as not to waste your time."

"..." Fu Xizhao.

An Mochen is more vengeful than most people.

It doesn't seem very coaxing.

Of course, it was also because he had a disease similar to a terminal illness.

Otherwise, it's really unlikely to waste expression here.

For a person who is about to die, why not be kind and fulfill his little wish?

"Go away." An Mochen said disgustedly: "I have nothing to do here, hurry up and go see your childhood sweetheart."

Just as Fu Xizhao knew him, he also knew Fu Xizhao.

My childhood sweetheart, Tang Qi!
The character of the infatuated man is not just him.

And Fu Xizhao.

The corner of An Mochen's mouth curled into a sneer, "I don't hope that I will miss Gu Muran in the end, and you and your childhood sweetheart will also miss it."

"I don't want to become a duo of bad brothers with you."

In a few words, it was an understatement, some things An Mochen knew.

Fu Xizhao obviously noticed it.

I noticed it from An Mochen's words and expression.

This guy knows he has a tumor on his head.

"What are you going to do?" Fu Xizhao didn't hide any more, and asked directly: "Just like in the past, hide her? Don't tell her, you may not be in this world in the near future?"

In the end, I felt that the topic became a little heavy.

The sneer at the corner of An Mochen's lips deepened, "Or else, after she falls in love with me again, I will leave this world."

"Let her be a widow?"

"..."

Fu Xizhao was defeated by An Mochen.

In the face of death, people who can still be led by such a relaxed tone.

Should I say optimistic, or?