The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

[Boss, on the black network, the people who placed the orders were from country S, and there was also someone from the general elder of country S who went to Haishi recently. 】

[Furthermore, regarding country S, I heard that there is a research library there, but it requires genetics from a medical family to enter. 】

All the news came through.

Su Mucheng stared at the screen and remained silent for a long time.

There seemed to be no ripples in the delicate eyes.

He listened and waited there for a long time. The network there was clearly on, but no message came back. He almost thought there was some signal problem on his side.

Just when he was about to get started, news from Su Mucheng popped in.

[Have you found out what happened to the old lady? 】

Listener: [No, this is a bit strange. Before the incident, no trace of the S people was found in Haishi. 】

His boss suspected that the poison in the old lady came from country S, so he asked him to check it out.

But there were no suspicious findings.

"woke up."

At the door, a man walked in with slender legs and breakfast in his hand.

Cordyceps chicken porridge.

Su Mucheng raised her head and turned off the computer.

"How is grandma?"

She didn't actually sleep last night, but she didn't want him to hold her all the time and it would be hard, so she went back to the lounge.

Keep your eyes open until dawn.

"Nothing unusual." The man opened the plastic bag, took out the porridge, and opened the lid.

The hot aroma came out.

The old lady was still the same as yesterday, with the instrument supporting her.

Su Mucheng looked at him. The man's eyes were obviously bloodshot. Seeing that she didn't move, he picked up a spoon and scooped the porridge to her mouth.

"Eat something to warm your stomach."

"it is good."

Her throat tightened, she laughed, and opened her mouth to eat.

Then take the spoon over, repeat his actions, scoop out the porridge, and feed him.

"I haven't slept all night. I need to eat something. I'm so exhausted that I feel bad."

Mo Yanchen looked at her with dark pupils, and after a moment he smiled softly, raised his hand and rubbed the girl's silky hair, and said obediently, "Okay."

Mo Chi and Anya came in. They had just finished breakfast.

"Yan Chen, Xiao Cheng, your father and I are guarding this place. You can go back and rest."

Anya also brought breakfast. When she saw the empty bowl on the table, she put the bag aside without saying anything.

Not long after, Mo Huaiyang and Zhao Qiao also came.

"Hey! Brother and sister-in-law, you are not at home usually. If something happens to the old lady, you should come back and guard her immediately. Are you afraid that the old lady's property will not be distributed?"

When he opened his mouth, Zhao Qiao was sarcastic.

Mo Huaiyang stood aside, looking at his phone with his head lowered, seemingly replying to a message.

Mo Chi was too lazy to pay attention and sat there without speaking.

Anya squinted her eyes and snorted coldly: "Only those who are incompetent will only sit back and enjoy the fruits of their labor."

They are away from home all year round and have no idea at all about the old lady's inheritance.

As for Yan Chen, they believe that as long as they have the ability, it doesn't matter if the inheritance is not inherited, they can create it themselves.

"What do you mean? Swearing?"

When Zhao Qiao heard this, his face suddenly turned ugly.

He just pretends to be good. On the surface, he seems to have no interest in the inheritance, but in reality, he is more nervous than anyone else.

Otherwise, why would he suddenly come back so actively and guard the old lady?

"Swearing?" Anya walked to the bench and sat down in a dignified and elegant manner, crossed her legs, and looked at Zhao Qiao disdainfully: "I'm talking about something, and I'm sitting in the right place. I feel like I'm not a human being. How can others stop me? "

"You one by one!"

"Quiet!"

Zhao Qiao's voice was loud. Xiao Han came out and looked at her with a frown: "This is a hospital. If you want to quarrel, get out."

**

Moyuan Study Room.

Mo Yanchen had a cigarette in his mouth, and his handsome and sharp silhouette was surrounded by smoke, making him look cold and cold.

The man's eyes were cold, and his eyes fell on the computer screen, resting on Jiang Ze's dialog box one by one - [Brother Chen, people from country S have come to Haishi. 】

country s.

The old lady’s poison……

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes sharp.

at the same time.

When Su Mucheng came out of the shower, the cell phone on the table rang.

Ge Yun called.

"Xiao Cheng, how is Mrs. Mo's condition?"

"In the intensive care unit."

Ge Yun sighed: "Don't worry, lucky people have their own destiny, and the old lady will be fine."

He didn't know what to say. He was old and his physical skills were not that good. Now he was in the intensive care unit. It was really hard to say whether he would be able to come out.

"By the way, Hang Ti is here to see if I can help you."

"Ah."