I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

He pursed his lips.

Looking at Ming Nuan without saying anything.

But the expectation in his eyes was extremely obvious.

Ming Nuan looked at him in surprise, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Young Master Mo has lived a life of luxury since he was a child. Isn't it true that he has received few gifts?"

No matter how strict the old man's education was, it was impossible for him to be inferior to Mo Shiyan in terms of material things.

"That's different." Mo Shiyan lowered his eyes.

He put one hand on his knee and the other on the car window. After saying this, he didn't say anything else.

It was unusually quiet.

This caused Ming Nuan to look at him frequently along the way.

She thought that Mo Shiyan knew that she would soon receive a gift.

They would talk excitedly in the car.

Or maybe it's just showing off to others.

But I didn't expect him to behave out of character.

It was so quiet that Ming Nuan found it strange.

……

at this time.

In the tea room inside Hongkou Hospital.

A few young nurses walked past the door casually with expressionless faces.

It was enough to scare the fat man in the tea room so much that he trembled all over.

He held a cup of tea tightly in both hands.

There wasn’t much tea, but it was sloshing around in the small paper cup.

He still had two pills in his hand.

The medicine was sent to him by 'the person' on the phone.

Just mix it with water and let people eat it.

Then you will die immediately.

Moreover, the person will die without any knowledge of the disease and even an autopsy will not be able to detect it.

He didn't know the identity of 'that person'.

At that time, they had only agreed to meet at Shahua Pharmaceutical, but Mr. Lin never showed up.

Even at Shahua Pharmaceutical, I was just sitting in a cafe downstairs in the building.

His brain is clogged with fat.

I can't figure out why Mr. Lin can give such a "confident" medicine that even an autopsy can't find anything.

What kind of background does one have to come up with such a medicine?

All he could think about was getting a lot of money soon.

He could buy the house happily.

Maybe he can even find a wife to take care of him and live a happy life.

"Mom, don't blame me."

He waited until the young nurses had gone far away before he walked out of the tea room and returned to the ward where his mother was.

There were only two patients in the ward.

He held the water and sat at the head of his mother's bed.

Lin Chunhua and Wang Jianren were arranged in the same ward, which made it convenient for him to take action directly.

It was the first time he had done such a thing. It was Lin Chunhua who had killed her daughter before. He was reluctant to let his precious son do it, for fear of scaring the sweetheart of the family.

"Mom, you're old."

As if to reassure himself, he murmured to Lin Chunhua, who was still unconscious from the anesthetic, "I have to find a young and beautiful wife."

"Keep serving me so you can live a good life, mom."

"How many more years can you stay with me?"

"Don't you always tell me that you'll be happy if I'm doing well?"

"Mom." His eyes were red, like a filial son, "I will make you happy, mom."

Don't look at him crying.

But there was no hesitation in the movements of his hands.

It must be said that from this point it is clear that this guy is Lin Chunhua's biological son, and both mother and son are cruel in the same way.

Just as he was about to stuff the pill into Lin Chunhua's mouth.

The door outside was suddenly knocked by the young nurse.

"body check."

"Open the door."

The doors inside the hospital cannot be locked.

The nurse could just push the door open and come in; knocking on the door was totally unnecessary.

But the man didn't notice this.

He stood up as if frightened.

The pills in his hand also fell onto the table.