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Mo Junlin stayed in the Beijing Hospital for a week, during which he went to the operating room twice, one of which lasted three hours.

The atmosphere of the hospital, coupled with Fu Qingtian's artificial melancholy, frightened Mo Xian.

The girl didn't go to class this week, she took care of Mo Junlin quietly and obediently in the hospital, and she did everything herself, even doing such small things as blowing water to cool her carefully.

In winter, the north wind blew in the morning, and it was a little cold.

Doctor: "A heart attack depends a lot on the patient's state of mind, Miss Mo must have heard of many cases of cancer patients who think that their lives are short, so they relax their hearts and travel around the world and recover, right?" ”

"There are many diseases caused by people's mentality, the vast majority of optimistic and cheerful people live a long life, and those who are sad and thoughtful have a short lifespan. Your father's illness was mild and showed signs of metastasis to severe heart attack. ”

"Drug suppression is secondary, the main thing is to pay attention to your father's emotions, let him think less and rest more, and keep his mood happy."

Mo Xian communicated with the doctor, and then went to the hospital's restaurant to buy two servings of millet porridge.

When she arrived at the door of the ward, she heard the laughter she had not seen for a long time.

Mo Xian craned her neck and glanced through the glass window on the door, her vision was limited, and she didn't see anything. The girl asked and took a few steps back, glancing carefully at the house number above her head.

It was determined that it was the ward where Mo Junlin lived.

She opened the door with the doorknob in her hand and walked in.

The room is well lit and brightened all around. The first person who entered Mo Xian's eyes was Lin Wenlun sitting on a chair. “……”

"Envy." Mrs. Lin, who was sitting on the sofa, saw her first and called her out lovingly.

Mo Xian was stunned for a few seconds before coming back to his senses, "Grandma Lin." ”

"Went to the restaurant to buy breakfast? We should have told you first when we came, Wen Lun made breakfast and brought it over. ”

As Old Madam Lin spoke, Mo Xian's gaze fell on the breakfast placed on the coffee table.

Exquisite matching, the presentation can also show how strict the person who makes this breakfast is.

"Envy, Wen Lun made the oatmeal porridge you like to eat." Fu Qingtian poured out the porridge, and the fragrance of oats immediately filled the entire inner room.

Mrs. Lin: "It's not that I praise it, the craftsmanship of the pastry chefs in the seven-star restaurants under the Lin Group is not as good as Wen Lun." He lives alone in London and cooks in his spare time. ”

Mo Xian also gave face, took a sip of porridge, and said, "It tastes good." ”

Mo Junlin and Old Lady Lin sat side by side, and the man smiled: "Envy, you will also take over the Mo Group in the future, Wen Lun is very good in this regard, if you don't know anything, you can consult him." ”

"Dad, but I'm only a freshman and I don't have to work." Mo Xian shirked.

Anyone with yin eyes could hear that Mo Junlin was creating an opportunity for her and Lin Wenlun to be together.

But as soon as she saw Lin Wenlun, Yu Shen's cold face was in her mind. It seems that if she gets closer to Lin Wenlun, that guy can swallow her alive.

I don't know what kind of hatred there is between the two of them, and the system refuses to tell her about the background of this newly added character.

Fu Qingtian: "Wen Lun has been working in the Lin Group since he was fifteen years old, and I envy you that you are nineteen years old, you can try." ”

Mrs. Lin: "Try it, envy, my family is good, but it's not suitable to return after trying." ”

Everyone: "......"

Lin Wenlun on the side: "......"