Abduct a boy and bring him back

Ling Huan was carrying the meal, and just as he walked into the hospital, he received a call from Qiao Mohan, "Are you up?"

The corner of someone's mouth twitched, "It's already noon, can I not get up?" After speaking, he remembered what happened in the morning, "You don't call me when you wake up, let sister Chen Yu see my jokes."

Qiao Mohan was surrounded by people speaking different languages. With one hand, he was flipping through the urgent documents Feng Xiang had just sent, while with the other he was holding on to his mobile phone to call Ling Huan, "I think you've slept too hard. I guess you're too tired, so let's go. I didn't call you."

Ling Huan's brain twitched, and he remembered the conversation between the two of them in the middle of the night yesterday. He was a little embarrassed, "No matter how tired you are, you are not as tired. I went on a business trip not long after I came back. Pay attention to your body and remember to eat."

The corners of Qiao Mohan's mouth couldn't help but Feng Xiang sighed, did he really fall in love with Ling Huan?

"Well, you too, take good care of grandma, and I'll accompany you to pick it up when you leave the hospital." The document in Qiao Mohan's hand could no longer be turned to the second page, Feng Xiang was so anxious that he wished he could snatch the phone When you come back, let’s give it another shout, 2000 million, 2000 million, this is a list of 2000 million, can you be more serious, can you not sprinkle dog food!

A smile instantly appeared on Ling Huan's face. Although he didn't want to bother Qiao Mohan so much, he felt sweet for no reason when he thought that this person would come with him to pick up grandma.

He must be out of his mind, right?However, in the end, he still reserved, "It's still early, I haven't had any surgery yet, let's talk about it when you're not so busy."

"Okay." Qiao Mohan said.

Ling Huan closed the line with a smile and went to the inpatient department.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Chen Yu pushing his grandma to the back garden. Ling Huan walked up quickly. Chen Yu had already seen her. He lowered his head and whispered something in grandma's ear, and grandma looked up.

The old lady looked very good today, and in Ling Huan's opinion, she was much better than before she was hospitalized. He walked up to the old man in a few steps, "Grandma, it's rare that I didn't come over to deliver your meal early in the morning. Are you so happy?"

Chen Yu glared at him, and said angrily, "What did you say, the old lady misses you!"

Grandma didn't make trouble, just looked at Ling Huan with a smile, "Did you sleep well in the morning? I heard from Xiao Chen that you didn't get up until ten o'clock?"

Ling Huan rubbed his nose, "I overslept..."

The three of them went to the garden while talking, the sun is very good today, very warm, not as bleak as the previous days.

Chen Yu was relieved to see the grandparents and grandson talking, and went back to the inpatient department without disturbing them too much. Ling Huan opened the lunch box, "Grandma, you can just settle down for a few days. Pay special attention, originally you had to ask for a special meal from the hospital."

Grandma nodded, her eyes seemed to see everything, "Okay, whatever you say, grandma is old, it's my grandchildren's business."

Ling Huan curled his lips, "Who says you are old? After the operation, you still have to go to the square dance competition with Grandma Zhang. You think you are old, so how can you go? Don't hold back my Grandma Zhang." .”

The old lady's unhurried speech today surprised Ling Huan, "What kind of square dance? I can't jump anymore."

Ling Huan's cheeks were puffy, and he looked at his grandma, but he didn't want to get entangled, let alone make the old lady angry at this time, "Okay, okay, I won't dance if I don't dance, the most important thing now is to eat."

Ling Huan took out the fish soup with a spoon, took out the spoon and fed it to the old man's mouth one by one. After this incident, he also wished he could stay by the old man's side all the time.

Nothing can catch the passing time and the many regrets.

After only drinking a bowl of fish soup, grandma pushed his bowl back, as if she had something to say.

Ling Huan paused, put down the bowl in his hand, and could only listen to her first.

"Xiao Huan, do you hate your mother very much?" Grandma put Ling Huan's hand on her lap between her own and rubbed it.

Ling Huan's expression froze, as if he didn't really want to talk about this topic with grandma, "It doesn't matter if you hate it or not, I'm doing well now, and I've survived without a father or mother for so many years."

Grandma sighed, and her heart ached. For so many years, the grandparents and grandchildren had never mentioned this pair of cruel parents, and they didn't know what happened to grandma today.

Ling Huan scratched his grandma's palm, forced a smile on his face, "Okay, why don't you talk about it, it's not enough for me to do my filial piety for you alone, the older you get, the more greedy you get." He scolded.

Grandma shook her head, her gaze became far away, "Grandma doesn't want anyone, just my good grandson."

Ling Huan suddenly felt flustered. Looking at grandma like this, it seemed that there was something she couldn't hold on to anymore, "Grandma, don't think about it, okay, I'm a little scared."

Grandma patted the back of his hand and shook his head, "Don't be afraid, Grandma is always here, good boy, don't be afraid..."

Ling Huan regretted that he didn't follow Dr. Zhao's idea to advance the operation time. As the time passed, he became more and more uneasy. His heart was empty and he didn't know what to grasp.

After lunch, Ling Huan sat by the bed and put the old man to sleep, but couldn't calm down no matter what, and turned back and forth with his mobile phone.

There were not many people in the Weibo and WeChat circles, and some of them were irrelevant people in the early years. Ling Huan clicked on WeChat, saw the red dot on the phone contact, and unconsciously clicked on it.

Suddenly Qiao Mohan's name popped up, his eyes lit up, and he followed Qiao Mohan's phone number and tried to add friends.

Qiao Mohan usually uses WeChat, right?

Ling Huan thought nonchalantly, CEOs should usually use emails, msn and the like are normal, right?

However, just a few seconds later, the other party agreed.

Ling Huan was happy, and all the negative emotions just now were completely forgotten.

Qiao Mohan's profile picture didn't match him at all. It looked like a children's drawing of a child scribbling. He changed several angles before he could barely see that it was... a big tree?

This is Beibei's masterpiece?Ling Huan guessed so.

Then he opened Qiao Mohan's circle of friends with relish and read it again, eager to pry into Qiao Mohan's privacy.

However, Ling Huan was very disappointed. There was nothing related to his private life in the circle of friends, and it was basically financial news or state affairs.

Ling Huan returned to the dialog box, and tried to send a message to Qiao Mohan unwillingly.

"elder brother?"

"is it you?"