The seventeenth floor of the hospital, VIP ward.

Mo Nanjue invited several senior nurses, because he was worried about any sequelae, so Tong Ran was never discharged from the hospital and recuperated here.

The room was scented with a faint scent of jasmine, and a humidifier was turned on, and although it was a little cool outside, it was still warm as spring inside.

Despite this, the woman lying on the hospital bed still closed her eyes tightly, her long eyelashes cast a shadow, her face became more and more pale, and the whole person was like a porcelain doll, as if it would shatter at the touch of it.

As soon as Mo Nanjue got off the elevator, the man in black guarding the door of the ward opened the door: "Young master, you are here." ”

"How?"

"Miss Tong still didn't wake up today, she called 2 times during the period, but she didn't react much, and she hasn't eaten yet, so we injected Miss Tong with nutrient solution according to Young Master An's instructions. ”

The fire in the man's eyes dimmed, and he nodded, "Okay, I know." ”

Luo Tingsong followed behind, frowning in confusion, "Jue Shao, ...... this?"

"You come in with me. ”

Mo Nanjue didn't explain much to him, and stepped into the back of the ward and opened his body.

"Xiao Ran?" Luo Tingsong looked up and saw the woman on the hospital bed, he obviously didn't expect to see Tong Ran here, his eyes widened in surprise, "Why is Xiao Ran here?!She's sick?!"

Mo Nanjue nodded, and the nurse next to him dared to speak, "Miss Tong was stabbed in the chest, she just had surgery some time ago, and now it's fine." ”

“…… What? A stab in the chest? How can this be......"

Luo Tingsong was almost unsteady, he stepped forward in disbelief, sat down on the edge of the bed, looked at Tong Ran's emaciated face that was not as big as a palm, and his cloudy eyes were about to drip tears, "Xiao Ran, Uncle is here...... What's wrong with you......"

He said and held Tong Ran's hand, his wrinkled face was full of distress, "How could it be like this, silly boy, tell the uncle if there is anything, and the uncle is not absent from ......"

Luo Tingsong choked up as he spoke, it is true that they have no ability, Xiao Er cut off relations with them, and he didn't know anything about this kind of thing......

He is not worthy of being Xiao Ran's uncle, and he doesn't even know about her school phone......

Mo Nanjue stood on the side and watched coldly, crying at this time?

Oh, Tong Ran has been away from school for so long, and she hasn't gone back to class once, if she really cares about her, how can she not know the truth?

He has long said that these so-called relatives are all fake!

Luo Tingsong held Tong Ran's hand and said for a while, then he turned his head to look at Mo Nanjue, "Jue Shao, Xiao Ran is this...... What's going on?"

"I think you can go and ask your son," Mo Nanjue tentatively tried to trick him, he wasn't sure if Han Qingqing's matter was related to Luo Xiao, and he wasn't sure if Luo Tingsong knew about these things, "He might give you an answer." ”

"You say...... He also knows about this?"

Mo Nanjue snorted coldly and did not answer.

Luo Tingsong didn't ask any more, obviously things were not so simple, what he didn't expect was that Luo Xiaodu had already married Fu Qingshuang, and he would miss Xiao Ran, and he thought that they would no longer be in touch with each other......

At this moment, Tong Ran suddenly frowned, and snorted lightly between his noses, "Hmm......"

"Xiao Ran?"

Luo Tingsong thought she was going to wake up, but it was Yixi who suddenly pulled her away after being dragged by someone.