My ex-husband thought I was obsessed with him [Rebirth]

"Mr. Mo!"

Not caring about the things in his hands, An Nuo looked at Mo Shenghuan in a panic.

There was no blood on the uncle's face, his eyes were closed tightly, his breathing was shallow, and his hands were so cold that An Nuo almost suffocated.

"Hurry up, call 120!" An Nuo couldn't help crying, and woke up Aunt Yang who was stunned. Aunt Yang was flustered, and hurriedly called.

"Mr. Mo, don't scare me." An Nuo's voice trembled, tightly holding Mo Shenghuan's hand, her heart was hanging high, her tears flowed like broken beads.

"I shouldn't have said that, I'm sorry." An Nuo choked up and couldn't speak, "Mr. Mo, wake up..."

The ambulance came very quickly, An Nuo held Mo Shenghuan's hand tightly, got in the ambulance, and went all the way to the hospital.

"What happened to the patient before he fell into a coma?" The doctor quickly checked Mo Shenghuan's condition.

An Nuo wiped away the tears from her face, bit her lip and told the truth, "I said I want a divorce... Sheng Huan said so, he passed out."

The doctor silently glanced at the boy.

"It should be the shock caused by the extreme emotional situation." The doctor asked An Nuo to unbutton Mo Shenghuan's jacket and give Mo Shenghuan oxygen.

"Doctor, is he okay?" An Nuo tightly held Mo Shenghuan's hand, her face was pale, and something in her heart seemed to be about to collapse.

"It's not caused by an organic disease. Generally, nothing will happen." The doctor looked at the data of blood pressure, respiration, and heart rate. "His heart rate and body temperature are a little low, and he needs to be observed for a while."

The ambulance arrived at the hospital, and An Nuo hurried to go through the formalities.

Secretary Li was the first to hear the news. After learning that her life was not in danger, she helped to transfer her to Mo's private hospital, which was more convenient.

Mo Shenghuan remained unconscious, and the news was quickly reported to Mr. Mo. Mr. Mo was so frightened that he almost had a heart attack, so he rushed to the hospital to check on Mo Shenghuan's condition.

The doctor has already done a series of examinations on Mo Shenghuan. Facing Mr. Mo, he cautiously said, "Second Young Master is in good health. It is due to the sudden syncope caused by intense emotional pressure."

"Why is there intense emotional pressure?" Mr. Mo frowned, and hurriedly stomped the floor with his cane, "What's going on!"

An Nuo lowered her head and walked up to Mr. Mo, "It's because of me."

"You..." Mr. Mo held up his crutches, seeing the sad look of the young man bowing his head, he couldn't say a word.

"Dad!" Mo Shengkang's voice came, the family of three heard the news that Mo Shenghuan had entered the hospital, and they rushed over as soon as possible, with worry on their faces, but no worry in their eyes, and a little lucky.

Mo Chenghuan stood beside him, his gaze fell on the young man.

It's time to come, isn't it still here?

"Dad, what's wrong with the second brother?" Mo Shengkang tried to see what was going on inside, but was stopped by Secretary Li.

Mr. Mo took a look at An Nuo and put down his crutches, "He passed out suddenly, the doctor said... maybe he was tired."

An Nuo looked up in surprise, and looked at Mr. Mo helplessly, wondering why Mr. Mo would lie for her.

"Oh, let me just say that managing Mo's family is very tiring." Zhang Yun said, "There are so many things in the company, and there are many complicated and trivial matters at home. The second brother can't support his health, so he needs a helper."

Zhang Yun looked at his son with a bit of joy in his eyes.

Another chance.

"I'm not dead yet." Mr. Mo's face was livid, "The doctor said that Sheng Huan is fine, so don't be too disappointed."

Zhang Yun choked for a moment, and quickly restrained her gloating.

"Dad, that's not what I said. I'm not... worried about my second brother."

Mo Shengkang looked at the unconscious man in the ward, and turned to look at Mr. Mo, "It's a good thing that the second brother is fine, but I don't know if the condition will recur."

An Nuo subconsciously bit her lip, full of guilt.

"Yes, I heard that the second brother's illness should not be too stressful." Zhang Yunying and her husband said, "Second brother is down, and outsiders don't know what to say."

"Master." Secretary Li stepped forward and looked at Mr. Mo, "I'll block the news."

"Go." Old Master Mo sighed, and glanced at the people in front of him, "Sheng Huan fainted, don't let it out, once the news leaks, I'll find you first."

"Understood, Dad." Mo Shengkang nodded.

After Mo Shengkang's family left, Mr. Mo looked at An Nuo with tired eyes, "I heard that many side members came to the door. You and Sheng Huan had conflicts. Is it because of this?"

An Nuo looked at Mr. Mo in surprise.

Mr. Mo has handed over the Mo family to Mo Shenghuan, but he still seems to be in control of the family affairs. He already knew what happened a few hours ago.

An Nuo bit her lip and nodded hesitantly.

"I reminded Sheng Huan a long time ago, don't push those people too hastily, take it step by step." Mr. Mo sighed, "If a dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, he might be bitten, but Sheng Huan's attitude is very firm, and I also I really can't persuade him."

"I... think it's right for Sheng to like him." An Nuo lowered her head.

Those side branches should have been cleared up a long time ago. What Mo Shenghuan did, it can be said that there is no problem at all.

"That's right, why did you have a conflict?" Mr. Mo was puzzled, "Is there anything else?"

An Nuo looked at Mr. Mo, recalled the conversation at the dinner table that day, and pursed her lips, "The house has been messed up, I want to move out."

"Xiao'an." Mr. Mo frowned, "I always thought that you are not a delicate child, and if you have a problem, you should solve it head-on. At worst, you will tear your face. You shouldn't be separated from Shenghuan just because of this."

An Nuo bowed his head and did not speak.

"Sigh." Mr. Mo looked helpless, "When Sheng Huan wakes up, you can talk to him calmly and don't provoke him again, okay?"

"I see." An Nuo pursed her lips.

No one thought that Mo Shenghuan was in a coma for three days. The doctor did all kinds of tests and there was no problem. It was suspected to be the patient's mental problem.Mr. Mo was very anxious and invited Dr. Moise.

After examination by Dr. Moise, he confirmed the previous doctor's speculation.

"It's true that the patient subconsciously doesn't want to wake up." Dr. Moise looked at Mr. Mo and An Nuo who had been with Mo Shenghuan for three days.

"This is a self-protection mechanism of the human body. When overstimulated, the coordination system turns on the emergency state..."

Mr. Mo really couldn't understand, so he interrupted Dr. Moise.

"Just say, how can you wake him up."

"Family should accompany you more." Dr. Moise looked at An Nuo, "you need to communicate with him more, talk more, and stimulate his brain nerves. If the coma lasts for more than one month, it will be very dangerous. If it exceeds three months, basically There is no possibility of waking up."

Mr. Mo thought for a long time, and asked An Nuo and Dr. Moise to go out first. It seemed that he was ready to communicate with his son.

An Nuo sent Dr. Moise out of the hospital, but Moise suddenly mentioned An Lin.

"Your brother has been very anxious recently. He can't sleep well at night and asks me some strange questions." Dr. Moise was troubled. "Talk to him when you have time."

"Thank you doctor." An Nuo took a deep breath.

"And don't put too much pressure on you." Moise glanced at An Nuo's stomach, "This is very bad for you."

"An Lin told you?" An Nuo was surprised.

"He didn't say anything." Dr. Moise spread his hands, "I found out that you touched your stomach involuntarily twice in 10 minutes, and both were when I was talking about the key points of Mo Shenghuan's condition."

An Nuo looked at Moise, and suddenly realized that it was not unreasonable for An Lin to call Moise an old fairy.

"Perhaps you can use this stimulation to stimulate him." Dr. Moyes suggested sincerely, "There is no news that can compare to the stimulation of getting old."

"Mr. Mo is not old." An Nuo weakly retorted, "And he... doesn't really want to have a child with me."

"Man, what you say is not necessarily what you think in your heart." Moise smiled.

"Mr. Mo Shenghuan, he is a person who can restrain his emotions. I will make a bet with you for a dinner. If Mr. Mo Shenghuan has not woken up for 24 hours after hearing the news, I will show you my kitchen. art.

Also, the longer the coma is, the more dangerous it is, you have to hurry up. "

An Nuo thought for a moment, then nodded firmly to Dr. Moise.

Before returning to the ward, Mr. Mo hadn't come out yet, so An Nuo bought a bottle of water, sat on the waiting chair outside, and drank in small sips.

The private kitchen hasn't delivered food yet, An Nuo is a little hungry.

An insulated lunch box dangled in front of An Nuo's eyes. An Nuo looked up and saw Mo Chenghuan carrying the lunch box with a smile on his face.

"Why is it you?" An Nuo looked around, but he didn't see anyone who came to deliver food in the past two days.

"Eat quickly, or it will get cold." Mo Chenghuan put the lunch box in An Nuo's hand, sat on the chair next to An Nuo, and looked at the ward.

An Nuo silently put the lunch box aside, and instantly lost interest in eating.

"I know that this day will come sooner or later." Mo Chenghuan said with a relaxed expression, "There are some things that he is destined to not be able to bear, and if he gets his hands hard, it will be in vain in the end."

An Nuo talked to this person lazily, even if she said one more word, she felt it was a waste.

"I guess, he has written all the will?" Mo Chenghuan looked at An Nuo and smiled, "He heard everything we said that night."

The two glasses of champagne in Mo Shenghuan's hands could not taste much bubbles, which meant that he had been listening to it for a long time and had a glimpse of his own destiny.

"I admire him a lot. Knowing that he is going to die, knowing that his lover was his nephew's partner in the previous life, he can still be so calm and pretend that nothing happened to embrace you." Mo Chenghuan smiled, " As expected of him."

An Nuo remained silent.

"Now, have you wavered in your mind?" Mo Chenghuan looked at An Nuo, lowered his voice, and looked sincerely.

"If the second uncle can't wake up like this, don't you think about it for yourself? I have tasted the loss once, and I will cherish it no matter what this time. I will love you more than him."

"He will wake up." An Nuo turned to look at Mo Chenghuan, with undisguised disgust in his eyes, "Stay away from me, you make me sick."

The door of the ward opened, and Mr. Mo walked out with red eye circles, and saw his grandson sitting next to An Nuo at a glance.

Mr. Mo's expression changed instantly.

"I'll deliver the food." Mo Chenghuan stood up without changing his face.

"Really?" Mr. Mo looked at Mo Chenghuan coolly, and then glanced at the untouched lunch box beside An Nuo.

"I'll go and see Shenghuan." Seeing Mr. Mo come out, An Nuo immediately got up, as if she had made up her mind, and walked into the ward step by step.