After rebirth, the soft and small milk bag vest can no longer cover

Teacher Li nodded.

Wei Yu said, "This kid seems to be very stubborn towards Ms. Mu. In the past week, I can see him standing at the door every day, from morning to night, and he doesn't seem to need to eat or rest. Should I say that he is in good physical condition because he is young?"

Seeing Wei Yu say this, Teacher Li glared at him and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? He is just a child, only eight years old. What's the point of talking about his health? Besides..."

At this point, her voice became lower, and she continued, "That's why the child's health became extremely bad a few days ago because he didn't eat, drink, or rest. If I hadn't been worried about him at the time, I would have rushed to his house to check on him as soon as I got off work. Otherwise, I wouldn't have found him fainted at home. I took him to the hospital and got him an IV drip before he was barely saved. I also said so many good things to him and even brought him to see Mu Jingxian. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to stand in front of us now, okay?"

At this point, Teacher Li couldn't help but complain in his heart that he worried more than his mother.

Seeing her say that, Wei Yu said, “That’s why I said this kid is very stubborn towards Ms. Mu.”

Teacher Li glanced at him and said in a low voice: "What do you know? That child... treats Mu Jingyue as his own family."

Originally, she wanted to say that Qian Jiahong liked Mu Jingyue, but then she thought it was not a good idea to say this in front of a single guy, so she changed her mind and didn't continue.

Wei Yu pinched his chin and asked, "Is that so? I thought you were going to say that the kid likes Mr. Mu's sister."

Teacher Li coughed awkwardly and said, "She is just a child, don't talk nonsense."

Wei Yu shrugged: "Whatever you say is what it is."

After saying this, he looked around the ward with some worry, wondering what President Mu would say to the child.

If we are to tell the truth to this sinful child, then...

Thinking of this, he glanced at Teacher Li.

Teacher Li saw Wei Yu looking at her and glared at him: "What are you looking at?"

Wei Yu turned his head away dryly, thinking that she wasn't that pretty, so why couldn't he look at her.

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After Teacher Li left, Qian Jiahong couldn't control his steps and walked towards the bed.

He wanted to get closer, to look at her more closely.

He stopped when he walked in front of Mu Jingxian, looking up at him.

"Mr. Mu, Mu Jingyue..."

Before he could finish his words, his voice choked up.

Mu Jingxian said coldly: "I can't wake up."

The wall of strength that Qian Jiahong had built up with great difficulty suddenly collapsed at that moment. Unable to control his emotions, he walked around Mu Jingxian to the bedside, stood beside him and looked at Mu Jingyue who was lying there with his eyes closed.

The closer he looked, the louder the sound of the surrounding instruments became, and the dripping sounds rushed into his head.

He didn't know if it was the noise of the instrument that hurt his ears, or if it was the pain in his heart from hearing Mr. Mu's words, "he can't wake up."

As he looked, Qian Jiahong's vision became blurred.

He raised his hand tremblingly to wipe the corners of his eyes and found that he was crying.

Mu Jingxian looked at his back without saying anything.

After a long while, Qian Jiahong turned around and looked at him with tears in her eyes, and asked, "Is there really no chance that she will wake up?"

Mu Jingxian saw his eyes were red, and he seemed to see his shadow in him. He said without hiding anything: "To be precise, the doctor said that Yueyue has only a 35% chance of waking up."

After hearing this, Qian Jiahong said excitedly: "Well, that means there is still a chance."

Mu Jingxian shook his head, and the excited expression on Qian Jiahong's face disappeared in an instant.

He said: "There is no chance. Yueyue had a car accident two years ago and has been bedridden for two years. During these two years, I have continuously introduced sophisticated equipment and top doctors from abroad to treat her, but in the end, I only got this 35% news."

As he said this, Mu Jingxian's voice also turned cold.

"To be precise, the 35% recovery rate is just a nice thing said by the doctor. I'm afraid the actual situation is that the chance is not even 35%.

My sister is now completely in a vegetative state. I am afraid she will have to lie in bed for the rest of her life and rely on machines to maintain her body functions in order to barely survive."

Mu Jingxian told everything to the eight-year-old boy in front of him. He didn't know if the boy could bear it mentally. Even so, he still told him everything. The purpose of doing so was just to give him some peace of mind.

Qian Jiahong really couldn't believe it. Now Mu Jingxian's words kept echoing in his mind, making him feel particularly harsh.

A complete vegetable...

I will lie in bed for the rest of my life...

I can barely survive by relying on machines...

But, but...

But she looked fine not long ago, how come she became like this in the blink of an eye?

Qian Jiahong really couldn't accept it. He could no longer control his tears and let them slowly slide down his cheeks.

One after another, like beads that had broken off the string, they couldn't be stopped.

He didn't make any sound when crying. Crying in silence seemed more aggrieved than crying out loud.

"Boss Mu, is it really impossible to save her?"

Until the end, he finally raised his tear-stained face, looked at the tall man standing in front of him, and asked in a trembling voice.

Even though he had received clear news, Qian Jiahong was still reluctant to believe the result, and he asked the question again without giving up.

It’s a pity that Qian Jiahong’s vision has been drowned by tears, and the man in front of him has become more and more blurry, making it difficult for him to see clearly.

"No."

He thought that Mu Jingxian would say that there was still a chance, but in the end he received two such cold words that made his heart twitch in pain.

The scenes from the first time he met Mu Jingyue, the various things that happened between him and her, and the final scenes kept flashing through his mind.

The memory of the girl's cute, soft and lovely smile, her sweet voice, and the way she called her name over and over again repeated in his mind.

In the end, these emotions turned directly into tears, pouring out of his eyes like crazy, and he couldn't stop them.

Mu Jingxian couldn't bear to watch it any longer. He turned his back slightly and whispered, "Don't cry. Will she wake up if you cry?"

Qian Jiahong sobbed and said nothing.

Of course he knew that crying would not solve the problem, but he felt so sad. He felt sad when he thought that he would never be able to see Mu Jingyue jumping around and smiling in front of him.

When I feel sad, I can't control my emotions and I want to cry.

He couldn't control his tears at all.