"Wenchu ......" Shen Yiran stood behind Mo Wenchu, wanting to comfort but didn't know how to speak.

At this moment, the person at the bedside suddenly fell straight down.

"Wen Chu!"

By the time Mo Wenchu woke up again, it was already noon the next day.

When she opened her eyes, it was the bright sunshine, and Mo Wenchu subconsciously raised her hand to cover her eyes.

"You're finally awake. ”

Shen Yiran's relieved voice came from his ears.

Slowly getting up and sitting on the bed, Mo Wenchu suddenly remembered what happened before she fainted, so she grabbed Shen Yiran's arm, "Everything just now was a dream, right?"

Shen Yiran's expression was slightly restrained, "Let's drink saliva first." ”

Looking at the cup handed to him and Shen Yiran's dodging eyes, Mo Wenchu already understood.

She swept past Shen Yiran and turned over and got out of bed directly, "I'm going to see my dad." ”

"Wen Chu, Wen Chu ......"

Shen Yiran tried to stop Mo Wenchu, but failed.

Pulling on the slippers and running all the way to his father's hospital room, Mo Wenchu's body trembled slightly the moment he pushed the door open.

The hospital bed was already empty, and my father was gone.

"What about my dad?" Mo Wenchu turned to look at Shen Yiran and asked.

His expression was full of hesitation, but Shen Yiran also knew that this kind of thing would have to be told to Mo Wenchu sooner or later, so he slowly spoke, "The person is still in the morgue, waiting for you to sign the relevant documents." ”

Tears burst out of her eyes in an instant, and Mo Wenchu turned around and went downstairs.

Outside the morgue, Shen Yiran leaned on the corridor, listening to the hysterical crying from inside, frowning.

The mobile phone in his pocket vibrated twice, and Shen Yiran took out the phone with a frown.

"Mo Wenchu, how is she now?" Gu Jue's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Glancing deeply in the direction of the morgue, Shen Yiran sighed, "It's not very good, to be exact, it's very bad." ”

Gu Jue was silent for a long time, and then asked, "What's going on? Wasn't the operation very successful? Why did it take a sharp turn and worsen after a few hours?"

"It's a bit complicated, I need to look at the transcript of the operation before I can answer your questions, and I may even need to perform an autopsy if I want to get to the bottom of what is going on. ”

"What about Professor Ross?"

"I don't know, the other person is not in the hotel, and the phone can't get through, Gu Jue, I think this matter is a little weird. ”

Gu Jue was silent again, and after a long pause, he said in a low tone, "I will find him and ask him to give Mo Wenchu an explanation." ”

The heavy door of the morgue was pushed open from the inside, and Mo Wenchu walked out of it dejectedly.

"Let's not talk about it for a while, Wen Chu came out, and I talked to her. ”

After hanging up the phone, Shen Yiran came to Mo Wenchu.

Reaching out and handing over the tissue, Mo Wenchu sniffed, and after taking the tissue, she slowly sat down on the bench.

"What's next?" Mo Wenchu leaned against the cold wall, looking up at the ceiling, and spoke in a thick nasal voice.

Shen Yiran sighed lightly, "If you want to know the reason for the deterioration of your uncle's condition, you can apply for an autopsy ......"

The word autopsy stabbed Mo Wenchu's heart fiercely, making her eyes moist again.

Symbolically wiping his face with a tissue, Mo Wenchu buried his head and whispered, "My dad died unclearly and must be autopsied." ”

"Okay, I'll ask the assistant to send the relevant documents in a moment, and you sign the application on it. ”

"Yiran, you have a lot of experience in surgery, I want to ask you, do you also think this thing is weird?"

Facing Mo Wenchu's question, Shen Yiran frowned and thought about it, "Although various tests will be performed before the operation now, when the doctor is on the operating table, it is inevitable that the doctor will encounter unknown conditions, such as uncle's operation went smoothly, and it is not for nothing that the postoperative condition suddenly deteriorated sharply......

"I see. "Mo Wenchu is a doctor herself, and she has heard of similar situations, but when things happen to her, she will inevitably lack rational thinking.

Shen Yiran's eyes were heavy, he did feel that there might be a clue to this matter, but before there was definite news, he didn't want Mo Wenchu to think crankily and add trouble.

The news of Mo Changshan's accident is unusually unusual, and Mo Wenchu must stabilize the emotions of the company's shareholders while handling his father's funeral, and at the same time pay close attention to the company's stock trends.

Mo Wenchu, who lacked skills, did not feel tired, and the many affairs just paralyzed her.

But Mo Ziyao's appearance once again broke this peace.

On the corridor of the hospital, Mo Ziyao was wearing a red dress, and she stepped on the sky and came straight to Mo Wenchu.

Without waiting for Mo Wenchu's reaction, Mo Ziyao directly raised her hand and slapped Mo Wenchu heavily.

"Mo Wenchu, you give my dad back to me!"

In Mo Ziyao's hysterical roar, Mo Wenchu stood firm, raised her hand and returned the slap to Mo Ziyao.

"If you want to go crazy, get back to me, this is not the place for you to mess around. ”

"Mo Wenchu, I'm not done with you today......"

Mo Ziyao shouted again and rushed over, but at this time, Zhao Yi flew forward from behind him, blocked in front of Mo Wenchu, and grabbed Mo Ziyao's hand.

"You let go of me!" Mo Ziyao couldn't move, so she could only grit her teeth and say to Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi raised his eyebrows, and then released his hand.

Mo Ziyao, who was unprepared, staggered back a few steps, if it weren't for the assistant behind her to support her in time, I am afraid that she would have fallen to the ground heavily.

Zhao Yi came to Mo Wenchu's side, "Miss, the documents have been sent." ”

Mo Wenchu nodded slightly and whispered, "Okay." ”

His eyes fell on Mo Ziyao's body again, and Mo Wenchu took a deep breath, "I have submitted an autopsy application to the hospital, and the results will be told to us within a week, Mo Ziyao, if you dare to make trouble during this period, then I will definitely block you at any cost." ”

"Mo Wenchu, you ......"

"What? Do you think I won't? The strength of the person who praises you is indeed good, but you also know the status of our Mo family in the film and television industry, as long as I want to, your Mo Ziyao's name will completely disappear from the public, I can ignore the previous things, but before the results of the investigation of Dad's matter come out, if you dare to talk nonsense, I will definitely do what I say, and I will not be soft-hearted. ”

After saying this, Mo Wenchu left with a steady step.

Mo Ziyao stood in place hatefully, vented her anger completely on the assistant beside her, slapped the other party a few times, and then gritted her teeth and looked at the direction where Mo Wenchu left, and said, "Mo Wenchu, this time I want to see how long you can be proud." ”