Heart-finding notice

Mu Zhiyang sat on the office chair with his brows tightly furrowed, while Ling Yu stood in front of him with an unusually brisk expression.

"My son was seriously injured. That face... I can hardly recognize him." No matter how good his mental quality was, he didn't heave a sigh of relief when he saw Mu Zichen being sent to the hospital. His wife, as expected, fainted on the spot.

"Tell me, what do you want this time?"

Mu Zhiyang regained consciousness from the terrible memory, and met the other's sharp eyes like knives.

"All organs needed and matched."

"And I want Luo Yu." Ling Yu said without thinking, as if he didn't really care about what the other party said.

"He is the most potential cardiologist in Mu'an Hospital. What do you want him for?"

"No need to tell."

"This time, it is not valid if you agree to it. Zifan needs to sign it himself."

"so?"

"Short contract time."

Ling Yu hesitated for a while, and the two businessmen each calculated the most favorable conditions for themselves.

"make a deal."

Mu Zhiyang sighed, and started to draw up the contract, the frozen atmosphere was still unresolved.

When he finished typing the last word and was waiting to be printed, Mu Zhiyang glanced at the other party and said coldly.

"Zi Fan must regret not breaking up the father-son relationship with you."

"He thinks his grandfather is still in my hands, and in fact he is. If so, he will never see him again." Ling Yu took the contract and signed it, Mu Zhiyang looked at it with a natural expression, and his heart was a little cold.

"You have raised him for more than ten years, and you don't care about any affection."

"At least I'm not his biological father." Ling Yu sneered, looking at the other party with ridicule in his eyes.

Mu Zhiyang stood at the door of the ward, took a deep breath and knocked on the door. After all, the request later would be unreasonable to anyone.

But he had a hunch that even if he didn't say anything, the man would speak in person.

"Please come in." A weak voice came, and the guilt in Mu Zhiyang's heart increased a little.

"Are you feeling better?"

"Chairman Mu, please save Zichen!" Hearing the familiar voice, the man lying on the hospital bed ignored the wound on his body, sat up suddenly and grabbed the other person's arm.

He no longer cared about the dialogue that was often staged in nightmares, it wasn't that he had forgiven the couple, it was just that he was not qualified to talk about resentment now.

"...This sentence should be what I want to say to you. Zichen's multiple organs are failing, and his life is in danger at any time."

"As long as he's alive, I'm willing to do anything!"

Ling Zifan still didn't let go of Mu Zhiyang's hand, like he was grabbing the last piece of driftwood, floating powerlessly on the verge of collapse.

Mu Zhiyang did not speak for a long time, but Ling Zifan's frantically beating heart did not slow down with the passage of time.

"What if it takes your life?"

Like a spiritual connection, Mu Zichen woke up from the car accident for the first time, but it was only a short 5 minutes.

"Woo..." I felt unbearable pain in every part of my body, my limbs fell apart as if they were out of the control of my brain, and a large part of my face was in severe pain like a fire.

"Are you awake? I'll call Xiaofan." It was early morning, and Luo Yu was used to working overtime every day, so he was awake now.

"Wait." Mu Zichen said with difficulty, until his consciousness gradually became clear.

"What's the matter? He has been guarding your bedside, and he was coaxed to sleep by me just now."

"I... want to tell you something, alone." The voice was a little hoarse due to the long-unused throat, but it was extraordinarily stable.

"Well, let's talk." Luo Yu was silent for a while, and then put down the steps he had just raised.

"My current body... probably won't work."

"...Don't give up so early, just treat well."

"Do we still need to be courteous? I know my body myself."

Luo Yu lowered his eyes, and the examination reports he received from doctors in other departments flashed through his mind. The situation was indeed very pessimistic.

"What you're worried about...is nothing more than Xiaofan."

"You also know, absolutely don't let my parents hurt Xiaofan again, they already owe him enough."

"That shouldn't be you to pay back."

"This is not paying off a debt, I really love him."

They stared at each other, and Luo Yu suddenly realized that his liking was far less than the love of the person in front of him that had already penetrated into his bones.

Luo Yu looked at the pale face in front of him, and his thoughts suddenly flew to those ordinary afternoons.

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"Why is it you again? Didn't you just come here a few days ago? Get out!" Mu Zichen pressed the door with a look of disgust, trying to drive the uninvited guest away.

"Xiaofan, I miss you so much!" Luo Yu squeezed through the door cleverly, as if returning to his own home, skillfully took off his shoes, hung up his coat, and then held up the hands of the man standing in front of the dining table.

"Luo Yu? Don't you have to work overtime today?"

"I work overtime on Sunday, and my colleagues laugh at me because I don't have a girlfriend to take care of. I can only prove it to them!"

"You didn't have one, get out of here." Mu Zichen insisted on squeezing in between the two, and then kicked away the man who seemed to him to be very unworthy of beating.

"Mr. Xiaofan, who is this big brother?"

Luo Yu looked at the boy sitting in front of the TV with a look of astonishment and blinked his big eyes, and asked in a daze.

"You... small, kids?"

"Yeah, how about it, so don't disturb our family's life, let's go."

"He is Lin Xiang's child, named Lin Xiaoxing. Lin Xiang entrusted him to me on a business trip. Xiaoxing, call someone."

"Hello, brother." Lin Xiaoxing held the toy in one hand and Ling Zifan's trousers in the other. With some difficulty, he raised his head and looked at the man who was as tall as a mansion to him.

"Oh, what a good boy, I'll give you candy." Luo Yu took out the candy he had picked up at the hospital earlier from his pocket, and smiled kindly.

But the other party didn't seem to buy it, frowning with a "don't treat me like a child" expression.

"Brother Zichen is right, Teacher Xiaofan is not your girlfriend."

"...The candies are confiscated."

"This kid has finally lived up to his expectations." Mu Zichen glanced at the disheveled man, put his brother's shoulder on his shoulder and smiled.

"Teacher Xiaofan will be my bride in the future."

As soon as these words came out, the three men present all exclaimed.

"I still think the sun is coming out from the west, and it really doesn't change." Mu Zichen immediately had several veins on his forehead, his knuckles cracked, and Luo Yu took out the dark licorice candy in his bag Smiling sinisterly.

"Okay little star, go back and watch TV and eat candy." Seeing that a big battle was about to break out, Ling Zifan could only take the candy and hand it to the boy at his feet, smiling helplessly.

"Luo Yu, haven't you eaten yet?" Ling Zifan flipped through the piles of shopping bags on the table to confirm that he had bought all the ingredients for lunch.

"That's right, I came here as soon as I woke up." Luo Yu yawned and stretched his waist, his lazy arrogance was not covered by the white robe and was stronger than ever.

"Lazy pig." Mu Zichen cursed and walked to his brother to help check the shopping list.

"It just so happened that Zichen bought chicken and sauce, and I'll make Korean fried chicken for you."

"Yeah! Xiaofan is the best, he remembers my favorite food!"

Some people were happy while others were unhappy, Mu Zichen screamed and pulled off his brother's sleeve.

"Xiaofan! Isn't that the one who was going to make me a roast chicken?"

"It doesn't matter, Luo Yu is rare, and there are ingredients."

"It's so rare! Come here if you have anything to do..."

"Zichen, don't do this."

"...Like a fly, you can't even drive it away." Mu Zichen's complaint turned into a whisper, and he said angrily in Luo Yu's ear, but the other party seemed to have not heard it, and followed Ling Zifan into it. kitchen.