The man in black immediately stepped forward and pulled away Xie Ying, who looked sad and crazy.

Xie Ying's condition was not quite right, she was crazy, as if she had fallen into some painful memory.

As soon as Mo Sizong heard this, where could he still sit, he immediately rushed to the hospital.

Xie Ying was tied up again, she hung her head and sat motionless in her chair, like a wooden man.

"How? Doctor. Merszon asked anxiously.

After a careful examination, the doctor said, "Don't worry, because you found it early, Young Master Hong is fine." ”

Mo Sizong's heart that he had been carrying along the way finally let go of half of it, and he said, "It's okay." ”

After the doctor left, the atmosphere in the ward was eerily silent.

The butler followed.

Mo Sizong looked at Xie Ying on the chair, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, "Xie Ying, I think you really don't want to live, butler, she will hand it over to you, handle it cleanly." ”

The housekeeper was happy to see it and replied yes.

Xie Ying was set up by two fire-clothed men, she looked at the man on the hospital bed, and suddenly screamed: "Don't touch me, Mo Sihong, I hate you, I hate you, why do you keep refusing to let me go, you die, you die!" ”

Mo Sizong's face turned pale: "Why don't you hurry up and pull her back for me." ”

"Ahem——!

As soon as the cough sounded, the people in the ward were stunned for a moment.

I saw that the eyelashes of the man on the hospital bed moved, and then the eyes slowly opened.

The housekeeper's eyes widened in shock, "Young master, young master, he's awake!" ”

"Hong'er—" Merszon looked at the man who woke up in disbelief.

He couldn't be dreaming, his Hong'er really woke up.

The man's gaze did not fall on the Meszon and them, but on the woman who was in disarray.

"Father, let her go—" The man's voice was low, unusually hoarse and dry.

Seeing that Mo Sihong was really awake, Mo Sizong said ecstatically: "Okay, okay, I'll let her go." ”

Mothhong's eyes were calm, deep, and beautiful, like those of his mother, but dull.

Him: "Lift me up." ”

Because he has been lying in bed, his body is weak and weak, and he is almost useless, like walking or something, he has to start all over again.

Mo Si Zong personally went over and helped Mo Sihong's upper body up, so that he leaned his back against the bedside table.

Mo Sihong: "Ying'er...", he couldn't help but shout softly.

"Shut up!" Xie Ying glared at him with hateful eyes: "Don't call me Ying'er, disgusting." ”

"Can't you hear me? Take her down for me. "Mo Sizong doesn't want to see this woman at all, if it weren't for Hong'er, he would have disposed of this woman a long time ago.

"Father." Mo Sihong didn't look at Mo Sizong, he shouted lightly.

Mo Sizong frowned: "Hong'er, are you still obsessed with it now?" What the hell did this woman pour you with ecstasy soup? ”

He saw that Mo Sihong was so distant from him, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Mo Sihong's expression was faint: "This is what you owe me." ”

Mo Sizong's face was a little ugly, and he laughed angrily: "Who am I doing so much for?" Why are you so tough? ”

When he left the Merce family, he said that he would never forgive him for the rest of his life.

If he could, he would rather never wake up for the rest of his life.

Some people are alive, but in fact they are dead.