In the compound of the Provincial People's Hospital, a black Mercedes-Benz with a solemn atmosphere and a little too heavy slowly stopped. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The car door opened, and Mo Sheng, who had a tired look on his face, hurriedly walked out of the car, and then quickly walked to the other side of the door, opened the car door, and carefully took down Mo Hong, whose face was yellow and showed an extremely tired look, from the back seat of the car.

"Third brother, be careful."

Mo Sheng looked at the third brother's extremely weak appearance, and couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.

In his mind, he remembered the tall tough guy who helped him behind his back and helped him stand up for anything, and when someone bullied him, he rushed to the front.

For so many years, for the sake of the Jin family, I have done my best, when has it ever been so fragile?

Mo Sheng's eyes were moist for a while. As a big man, this was the first time he shed tears.

"Ahem!"

Mo Hong covered his mouth, gently raised the towel in his hand, coughed, wiped out a trace of blood that he coughed up, waved his hand, signaled to his younger brother, slowly raised his head, raised his eyes and glanced at the building in front of him, with a complicated look in his eyes.

He is no stranger to this place at all, the number of times he has been here has been so many that he can't remember it, but not once, his mood is as complicated as this moment...

In the past, he came to see a doctor and prescribe medicine, although it could barely be regarded as asking for help, but it was just a normal request for medical treatment, he spent money, the doctor saved people, he was at ease, but this time, he was really and simply came to ask for help!

This time, he dragged the sick body to this familiar hospital not to seek medical treatment, but to ask for the help of a patient.

For the sake of his son, for the sake of the Mo family, let alone begging for someone, even if he is asked to kneel on the ground, he is willing, as long as his son is safe, the family is safe!

Taking a deep breath, he slowly walked towards the inpatient building in front of him.

In the high-level special ward, although the time is still less than eight o'clock in the morning, Chen Kun is already in a suit and leather shoes, sitting on the chair energetically, and opposite him, sits Chen Weilin.

Chen Kun is Chen Weilin's only son and takes very good care of his father. Although he is not very old, his temperament is already quite old and spicy, and he does not have the slightest bad problem with the second lord.

Chen Weilin also seemed to be in good spirits, and on the table of the two, there were several bowls of porridge, some milk and other common breakfasts.

Chen Kun's wife was next to Chen Weilin, serving him carefully, sandwiching some vegetables for him.

She is the product of a business marriage, and although she usually has no status in the Chen family, she is also cautious and does not dare to do anything wrong.

The other staff members next to him were also eating their own breakfast at another table, everyone just lowered their heads to eat, no one spoke, and no one felt unaccustomed.

These staff members who have been with Chen Weilin for many years have long been accustomed to Chen Weilin's rules, and when they eat, they just eat quietly and try not to talk.

This time, Chen Weilin was hospitalized in the Provincial People's Hospital in Beihua City, and these staff who usually followed him closely also regarded the ward as an office or even a restaurant, whether it was office or dining.

Anyway, this is a VIP ward, the conditions are very good, and more people will not affect anything.

What's more, Chen Weilin likes the people under his subordinates to plunge into work wholeheartedly like now, and the busier he is, the more steady-minded he is. This may be the psychology he has worked hard in the business world for half his life.

"Okay, I'm full, Dad, you use it slowly."

Finally, after Chen Kun drank a bowl of porridge, he gently put down the dishes and chopsticks and said to Chen Weilin opposite.

Chen Weilin raised his head, glanced at Chen Kun, who had already picked up the napkin and started wiping his mouth, nodded slightly, signaled, and continued to lower his head and began to use the meal.

After leaving the dining table, Chen Kun began to walk to the sofa in a corner of the hospitality room and sat down, began to pick up the phone on the table, and slowly made the phone, and immediately someone next to him began to bubble his favorite Biluochun and brought it over.

If you just look at this, outsiders will not think that this is in a hospital.

"The people of the Mo family, haven't they come here yet?"

After Chen Kun made a few phone calls, Chen Weilin finally finished today's meal, left the table, walked over, and looked at Chen Kun.

"Not yet, but it should have arrived, I'll let him come over at this point." Chen Kun put down the phone, nodded, and replied respectfully to his father.

After finishing speaking, his eyes hesitated a little, but he still asked out loud, "Dad, what are you going to do about this matter?" ”

"Back then, when the Mo family didn't have the current scale, the old head of the Mo family was kind to me." Chen Weilin slowly sat on the sofa next to him, and did not answer Chen Kun's words directly, but said in a somewhat deep voice.

"Dad, I see, I know what to do." Chen Kun was silent for a moment and said slowly.

Chen Weilin looked at his son's face that was similar to his own, and there was a look of relief in his eyes. To be able to have such a son who is not arrogant or impatient is the most valuable asset he feels he has.

"Suzu!"

Just then, the doorbell rang for the door of the ward.

"They're supposed to be here."

Chen Kun hurriedly stood up, said a word to his father, and then signaled to the people who were about to open the door, asked them to stop, walked over by himself, and opened the door.

"Two, it must be Uncle Mo, hehe, please come in quickly."

As soon as he opened the door, Chen Kun saw two men in suits, although they were forced to look happy, but their faces still showed a tired state, especially one of them, who looked sick, as if he would fall down at any time, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, but after all, he was not one of those fledgling young men, but in an instant, he came back to his senses, and said to them with a kind smile on his face.

"Yes, this one should be... Old... Chen Xian's nephew, right? Hello, my name is Mo Hong, and this is my younger brother, Mo Sheng. ”

Mo Hong squeezed out a smile on his face, stretched out his hand, and shook hands with Chen Kun.

"Hello Uncle Mo!"

Mo Sheng also hurriedly stretched out his hand and shook it with Chen Kun, when he shook his hand, his expression looked a little nervous, and there was a slight sweat in his palms, he also knew that the thoughts of the person in front of him would directly affect the survival of their Mo family to a large extent.

Although the other party is very cordial, after all, the other party's status is there, and they have no contact with each other before, and this time, they came with the mentality of begging for someone.

"Okay, okay, come in, everyone is their own people, so you're welcome, come."

Looking at the two of them, feeling the tension coming from Mo Sheng's palm, Chen Kun sighed slightly in his heart.