He was lying on the window of the car, his eyes kept looking out of the car, still looking for He Xiyan and his mother.

Li Qin hugged her grandson distressedly, she took out a tissue from her bag, and gently wiped away the tears on her grandson's face and the snot left behind.

"Good fate, don't cry, grandma will take you home now."

Li Qin coaxed the child while motioning to Wu Xiaomin to bring over everything she brought for the child to eat. This little one looks like he's hungry.

Yuan Yuan pouted, shook his little hand hard, and threw the thing Li Qin handed to him on the car seat, and his eyes kept staring out of the car window, looking at the people walking outside.

"Daddy......"

Suddenly, Yuanyuan's voice shouted hoarsely. The little hand tapped the window hard.

Li Qin paused, turned her head suddenly, and when she looked, she found that a tall man got out of the car in front of her, it was Ye Hao.

"Dad......" Yuan Yuan shouted hoarsely with his voice, and his little hand patted the car window hard, but because he had been crying for a long time, his voice was already hoarse, and it was impossible for Ye Hao who was 10 meters away to hear it.

Li Qin squinted her eyes slightly, her face was pale and became a little ugly, but she immediately hugged Yuanyuan into her arms and hugged her tightly.

"Yuanyuan, that's not your father." Li Qin said resolutely in her voice.

Yuan Yuan stretched out his little hand and slapped it on Li Qin's face.

"Daddy......" he shouted again, turning his head to look out the window again.

Li Qin turned her face away a little irritably, she looked at the driver in front of her, and commanded sharply: "What are you waiting for, drive, go to the airport!" ”

The driver turned around a little stunned and asked, "Don't you wait for Mr. Mo?" ”

Li Qin, "Wait for a fart, he's a big living person, can he still lose it, let him come back by himself." ”

Li Qin now just wants to hurry up and take her grandson back to Night City and return home. She didn't want to stay in this place for a second longer.

The driver nodded, then started the car and drove away.

In the room, He Xiyan no longer cried, she just sat on the cold floor, a pair of red and swollen eyes looked at the wall in front of her blankly, she seemed to have been drained of her soul, no expression, no movement, just sat motionless, watching, like a vegetative person.

Mo Yixuan poured a glass of warm water, handed it to her mouth, then took off his blazer, draped it on her, patted her back gently, and said, "Yan Yan, can you say something?" ”

She looked at him silently like this, and she was very anxious, and she didn't know what she was thinking at the moment.

He Xiyan didn't even open her mouth, she didn't speak, and she didn't have any reaction.

And she didn't feel thirsty, she didn't feel hungry.

Mo Yixuan put down the cup in his hand, he sighed, squatted down again, his eyes were full of self-blame and guilt, after a pause, he stretched out his hand and gently held her, and at this time he realized that her hand was like an ice cube, without a little temperature.

"Yan Yan, you get up first, let's go to the hospital."

Mo Yixuan's chest ached, and his other hand also reached out, pulling her hand hard, trying to pull her up.

However, at the moment when he stretched out his hand, a violent cry came from the door:

"Mo Yixuan, what are you doing?"