Mo Qinghan was sent to the operating room, and He Zheyu sat outside the door of the operating room and waited, never leaving for a moment.

When he saw Lin Mo coming out of the operating room, he immediately ran over and asked, "Who does he look like?" ”

Lin Mo paused, reacted for a while before he understood that He Zheyu was asking about the child in Mo Qinghan's belly, and said slowly: "How can you see it after just over a month." ”

The corners of He Zheyu's mouth hooked a sad smile and said, "Must it look like his mother?" And instructed Lin Modao: "Don't tell her about it, she lost all her loved ones in one day, and she will definitely not be able to accept it." ”

Lin Mo replied, "Okay." ”

He Zheyu saw that Mo Qinghan, who was pushed out of the operating room, instantly lost a lot of weight, his face became pale, there was no trace of blood, and his heart was as painful as a knife, and he was almost unable to breathe.

The nurse arranged Mo Qinghan into the senior ward, He Zheyu sat on the edge of the bed and held Mo Qinghan's hand with one hand, he was afraid that after Mo Qinghan woke up, he would leave.

Zhao Qingwu, who was locked in the house, didn't eat or drink every day when he slammed the door, and his voice was hoarse, He Yurou saw a special pain in her heart, sat on the ground, leaned her head against the door, and said in a very soft tone: "Don't you just want to know, what happened to Mo Qinghan?" You have eaten, and I will tell you if Mo Qinghan's situation is good. ”

Zhao Qingwu in the room didn't speak, and He Yurou said again: "I know you don't want to talk to me, if you are willing to eat, you can knock on the door three times, I will only wait for you for 5 minutes, you can think clearly, no one will tell you Mo Qinghan's news except me." Just as He Yurou was about to get up and leave, the door panel behind her rang three times.

He Yurou jumped up happily and shouted upstairs: "Uncle Zhao, Uncle Zhao quickly let the kitchen bring the food, Qingwu agreed to eat." ”

I saw that a few people immediately walked out of the kitchen downstairs and went upstairs with food, and the door was open so small that it was only enough to hand the food in.

After a while, Zhao Qingwu handed out the empty food plate, and the door was closed again.

"I've already eaten the meal, can you tell me Mo Qinghan's condition!"

He Yurou said with a bitter smile on her face: "In your eyes, there is only Mo Qinghan. Never see anyone else who loves you again. ”

Zhao Qingwu in the room did not speak for a long time.

He Yuroucai said: "Sister Yiya used the media to send out photos of Mo Qinghan going in and out of various high-end clubs and photos of the owner who raised her. ”

Zhao Qingwu asked: "My sister didn't want her life at all, so I let her go so easily." ”

He Yurou chuckled: "How could I let her go, it's just that Sister Yiya said, 'Let her lose her desire to survive'." ”

Zhao Qingwu said: "What do you mean! ”

"Mo Qingyu is dead! Do you think Mo Qinghan still has a reason to continue living? ”

Hearing this, Zhao Qingwu's angry roar could be felt across the room: "You demons, you can come up with such evil thoughts." ”

"Our femme fatale was not forced by you and my uncle, I liked you first, but it was because Mo Qinghan's slut seduced you with improper means, so you abandoned me." He Yurou cried and said, "It was you, Zhao Qingwu, who turned me into this. ”