Su Lu glanced at the doctor sitting next to Mo Chen, a little familiar.

Thinking about it carefully, it was Yuan Hao, who gave her medicine and helped her with infusion before, but he didn't expect to meet here.

Yuan Hao saw Su Lu, put away the stack of inspection reports in Mo Chen's hand, and smiled.

"Hey, see you again."

Mo Chen said: "Today's grandma's surgery, he is the chief surgeon. ”

Su Lu was stunned, she hadn't paid attention to this problem before, first thanked her, and then told them that Zhang Zhujun had woken up.

In the ward, Yuan Hao carefully examined it and said to Su Lu: "It's not a big deal at the moment, but you can ...... it later."

"You go get busy first, I'll take care of it here." Mo Chen interrupted him.

Yuan Hao glanced at Mo Chen, this man ......

"Okay, let the old lady have a good rest."

Zhang Zhujun was in critical condition when he was sent over today, although he underwent emergency surgery and was out of danger for the time being, but according to the examination report, there was still a tumor in the old lady's body, and the situation was not optimistic.

Now that I've said it, I'm afraid the little girl will be unbearable!

Yuan Hao left, but Mo Chen did not leave, but stayed in the ward with Su Lu to accompany him.

Zhang Zhujun looked at Mo Chen, hesitated for a moment, and asked Su Lu: "Who is this gentleman?" ”

When she was sick and hospitalized last year, Mo Dye showed up in the hospital every day, accompanying her, an old lady, peeling apples for her, telling her jokes, and even dancing for a group of old ladies in the ward.

The young people's hip-hop dance they can't understand the old ladies, but the energetic and energetic appearance also infected everyone.

Mo Dye directly pointed out that he wanted to chase Su Lu.

Zhang Zhujun has lived most of his life and is already very transparent.

She told Su Lu that she would not interfere with the love of ink dyeing, whether she accepted it or not, as long as Su Lu really liked it, it was okay.

Later, Su Lu agreed to the confession of ink dyeing.

She also told Su Lu that feelings can be simple, but not casual. Even if it's a boyfriend and girlfriend, don't be too casual, you have to be clean and self-loving.

Perhaps, her concept is too old, but she still hopes that Su Lu can protect herself.

When you are young, it is easiest to take being touched as love, and it is easy to regard passers-by as love.

She had been emotionally hurt and didn't want her granddaughter to repeat the same mistakes.

Now, the ink dye is gone, but there is another man. Her heart couldn't help but wave.

Before Su Lu could answer, Mo Chen took the lead in introducing himself.

With a gentle smile on his handsome face, he faded from the sharp edge, but was as sunny as the boy next door.

"Grandma, I'm Mo Chen."

Zhang Zhujun was shocked.

The dusty memory seems to be opened by a hurricane in an instant, and the appearance of the young man with a sad face more than ten years ago has long been blurred, and now, it overlaps with the image of the handsome man in front of him.

Zhang Zhujun's lips trembled slightly, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say it.

still remembers that back then, she said to Mo Chen: "Child, I know it's not your fault. I don't mean to blame you, I just don't want you to appear in front of me, and don't appear in front of Su Lu. Because when I see you, I will be reminded of my son's tragic death. ”

She still remembered that Mo Chen's eyes were red at that time, and her eyes were full of pain.

It's like a battered, scarred little beast that can't break free from its cage.

The tragic death of her son is an eternal pain for her, and for this young man, is it not a heavy shackle of eternal life?