Chapter 147: Tears of grievance filled his eyes

To go, or not to go?

After Mo Jielian got up, she found her daughter Mo Yan wandering in the kitchen.

"Lost your soul?"

Mo Jielian deliberately made fun of her daughter because she knew that Wang Chengyou was returning from vacation today. Since Mo Yan's winter vacation, Mo Jielian's daughter's ideal bamboo horse Wenhao, for some reason, has not appeared again. Mo Jielian's heart is naturally tilted.

However, after learning the truth from Mo Yan's mouth, she immediately turned cold.

"Supposedly, I'm your mother, and I shouldn't instigate you to learn badly. However, Yan, a stupid daughter, a good person can't be a good person. Your dad doesn't look like a dad, and even the alimony has to be paid only if I win the lawsuit. How can he have your daughter in his heart? If you want me to say, you will be your father dead. ”

"That's what I said......" Mo Yan snorted.

"What? Do you still think that if you do your filial piety before the hospital bed, he will leave you an inheritance? ”

Mo Yan's face flushed.

She actually hated Chen Ji'an for refusing to even pay her tuition for further study, and hated him for having no face and no skin to set up a situation to let her jump into troubled waters. However, Bai Xiaobai said that when he was sick to the point of coma and was unconscious, he called her name, and Mengyao said that he was sorry for her daughter......

"If you really want to go, I'll go with you." Mo Jielian couldn't bear to feel that Mo Yan was so embarrassed, and compromised.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, Wang Chengyou jumped out of the car and rushed to the front of the city library.

Not seen for a day, such as every other three autumns.

I didn't see him for four days, it seemed like N years.

There was a thin figure under the pillars, and there was no doubt that it was Mo Yan. Wang Chengyou took the arm and bent down to bring all kinds of delicious and fun things to Mo Yan, and ran up the stairs with hard work.

There were still more than ten steps left, and when Mo Yan's facial features were seen clearly, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

Mo Yan ...... Crying.

There were still three or four steps left before Mo Yan, and he corrected his opinion in his heart, to be exact, he cried.

The smile on his face disappeared, and his feet became even more anxious, falling in front of Mo Yan like a gust of wind.

Mo Yan's mouth was smiling, but his eyes were red.

"What's going on?"

She was going to pretend that nothing had happened, but with a gentle word, he hooked up all her grievances.

"Tell me. Even if I can't do anything, at least I can share your troubles. ”

Wang Chengyou grabbed Mo Yan's arm and pulled her to the edge of the stairs. It seems that Mo Yan didn't speak, he didn't plan to let go.

Mo Yan withdrew his hand, covered his face with his slender hand, pressed his eyes with his fingers, and smiled bitterly: "Do you know that you can't drink alcohol after eating cephalosporin?" ”

"Well, there will be a disulfiram-like reaction, which can lead to chest tightness, shortness of breath, purple lips, and breathing pain...... and even heart failure, loss of consciousness, etc. Sorry you continue. ”

"Do you know that after an individual donates blood for free, there will be a free amount of blood for immediate family members?"

"Well, our city stipulates that the immediate family members of clinical blood can use blood for free according to the actual amount of blood donated by the blood donor. When conditions are sufficient, it is even twice as free as blood. ”

The omniscient Wang Chengyou is so handsome! However, Mo Yan had no intention of praising him at the moment. couldn't help but smile bitterly again, Mo Yan sighed and shook his head: "Then my story is very simple." ”

It turned out that Mo Yan's father Chen Ji'an had a cold a few years ago, and the doctor prescribed antibacterial drugs for cephalosporins. On the second day of junior high school, he invited the so-called British returned capital predators who wanted to eat swan meat to a dinner at home.

He reacted severely, but fortunately, there were many people in his family, so he found it in time and was sent to the hospital in time. After the doctor's examination, he or she is told to rinse the stomach.

Gastric bleeding occurred during gastric lavage, probably because he usually socialized too much and drank too much. In short, the moderate level of bleeding should be adjusted in the future, Chen Ji'an didn't know what he was doing, and felt that he should quickly transfuse some blood for him to replenish it.

The doctor on duty that day did not stand firmly, and preached all kinds of disadvantages of blood transfusion, but said that it was not impossible to transfuse. Chen Ji'an took matters into his own hands and decided the matter.

Originally, Mo Yan didn't have anything to do, but Bai Xiaobai had a lot of eyes. suddenly remembered the free use of blood, and she and Chen Ji'an had never donated blood. Bai Xiaobai's eyes purred, and he remembered to trick Mo Yan and ask Mo Yan to donate blood.

What Mo Yan didn't know was that Bai Xiaobai's phone call had just ended, and Chen Yingduo sneered at her: "Don't you know that minors can't donate blood?" ”

Bai Xiaobai glared at her daughter: "A few months away, what's the difference!" Mom knows people. Just shut up for me. ”

Chen Yingduo turned her sad face to the window.

Fortunately, Mo Jielian accompanied her, and as soon as Bai Xiaobai's rhetoric came out, Mo Jielian sneered: "Don't waste your time, say it quickly if you have something to say, and let it go if you have a fart." ”

Bai Xiaobai Ai Ai said her thoughts after several layers of packaging and several tactfuls.

Mo Jielian suddenly became angry: "You are also people who live in villas, and you also run a company, and you put a small abacus on my daughter's head for a little money, are you still human?" ”

Mo Jielian pulled Mo Yan over, bumped into Bai Xiaobai, and pointed at Chen Ji'an, who was pretending to be dead on the bed, and said: "Look at you, a good father whose conscience was eaten by dogs, in order to save that little money, he tricked his daughter into donating blood in different ways. God, how can there be such scheming black-hearted people in this world! ”

Chen Ji'an secretly opened a slit in his eyes. The appearance of squeezing eyebrows fell in Mo Yan's eyes. How she wished he could open his mouth and deny it all, but he just quickly closed his eyes again.

Mo Jielian was about to complain, but the nurse broke in with the security guard and took Mo Jielian away on the grounds that the patient needed to be quiet.

Mo Jielian pulled Mo Yan and couldn't wait to leave. Walking out of the hospital where Chen Ji'an was treated, Mo Jielian sighed: "It's really black who is close to ink, he wasn't so shameless back then." ”

When I turned around, I saw that my daughter Mo Yan was already in tears. Tears of extreme disappointment, stubbornly not wiped. Mo Jielian took out a tissue and helped her daughter wipe away her tears distressedly: "Yan doesn't cry, Yan has a mother who loves you, don't cry." ”

As she spoke, Mo Jielian's tears also flowed. She wiped her face with her sleeve, raised her head, and said to Mo Yan, "Go and hang the books, your classmates are still waiting." ”

"I'm in a bad mood and don't want to go."

Mo Jielian suddenly became fierce, she shook her daughter's shoulder: "No! You have to go! Why should a good life be disrupted by that pair of shameless people? If you don't go to see Chengyou, you can! Then I'll take a leave of absence to play with you! They disgust us, and we go back disgusted with a happy life! ”

At Mo Jielian's insistence and personal escort, Mo Yan, who was in a gloomy mood, came to the library early.

Mo Yan's account of Wang Chengyou is far from being so detailed. She just said lightly: "I was bleeding during gastric lavage and wanted a blood transfusion, and they wanted to use free blood to trick me into the past and coax me to donate blood." ”

Wang Chengyou's eyes sank, and the hand in his trouser pocket clenched unconsciously.

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