Chapter 338

"In addition to the poor health of pregnant women, will the brain also be cranky?" When Mo Shibei heard her question, his two sword eyebrows frowned slightly.

He didn't know whether she asked unintentionally or noticed something, but in order to keep her emotion from being affected, he wasn't prepared to tell her the truth. It was best to put off the past.

"Mo Shibei, ordinary pregnant women will have all kinds of abnormal performance, but frequent syncope is not normal." Su Murong threw his magazine on the mahogany tea table in front of him in a cold and monotonous tone.

It turned out that she wasn't reading gossip magazines, she was pregnant.

"Why, is there anything bad about me in this magazine? Why don't you even call your husband? " Mo Shibei's eyes were calm and calm. He took a glance at the magazine and still said with disdain.

"Don't lie to me any more. I've just seen all the possible reactions of pregnant women." Su Murong shook her head lightly. She had never expected him like now. She hoped to get the truth from him.

"If you think too much, everyone's physique is different, and their performance is certainly different. These magazines are just on paper“ Mo Shibei doesn't want to admit defeat, but his eyes are indifferent to those papers.

He could hear Su Murong's desire, but this time, he couldn't do what she wanted.

"Am I not long to live? I'm terminally ill? " Suddenly, Su Murong calmly asked a word, let Mo Shibei immediately put up a pair of eyebrows: "what are you talking about?"

"Am I right? Why are you so excited? " Seeing the glimmer of panic in his eyes, Su Murong was more and more surprised.

She just wanted to stimulate him to tell the truth, but she didn't expect that his reaction would be so obvious that people couldn't help thinking about it.

Her eyes widened and her long eyelashes almost trembled.

Su Murong is not a person who is afraid of death, but she is not alone now. She still has a baby. She hasn't realized the joy of being a mother. How can it be like this?

"Murong, you can rest assured that no matter what, I will never let you have any mistakes. I will try my best to protect you and the children." Mo Shibei was silent. A few seconds later, his voice said firmly, but it sounded a little trembling.

Is he choking?

"What's going on?" Su Murong recovered his composure in an instant, frowned tightly and looked at him.

She didn't know him best, but she could catch all the truth from his eyes and brows. After all, she had been married for two years, and even if she didn't know him, she still had contact with him.

"I also want to know what happened, but I never found out." Mo Shibei knows that with her intelligence, even if she doesn't tell her the truth, she will try her best to find the answer. Instead of making her worry, she will be at a loss to cover it up.

"What's that?" Seeing that he finally let go, Su Murong blinked two long eyelashes with a dignified look. She was afraid to miss any word he said.

"It's the vaner virus." Mo Shibei took a deep breath and said gently, his eyes always paying attention to her expression changes.

He is nervous. He doesn't know if she knows what the vaner virus is, but people are always like this. The more unknown it is, the more panic it is. He is afraid that she can't accept the fact.

"What will happen?" Obviously, Su Murong was strong enough. She didn't respond to a strange noun. Although she had guessed that it might take the life of herself or even the fetus, she was calm as if she had nothing to do with herself.

"There won't be any consequences. In this life, you must grow old with me. There will never be a second ending." This time, Mo Shibei firmly shook his head and did not answer her next question.

What will happen in the next 50 years, or even 70 years, or even longer, after five years, how can God be so cruel.

"There are so many women in the world. Why hang them on my crooked neck tree?" When Su Murong heard his words, he was moved, but his face flashed with disdain.

At this time, she has thought of her worst possibility. She has no time to be afraid. Su's family has not been revitalized in her own hands. Her father's last wish has not been fulfilled. How can she die so easily?

She rose slowly.

"Where to?" Mo Shibei grabbed her weak and boneless wrist and asked softly.

Even if he is hard hearted, in the face of a life is not long woman also can't hard voice, not to mention, she is his most care about.

"Back to sushi, I still have a lot of things to do. I can't waste any more time like this." Su Murong pushed his hand away with his cold other hand.

"Tell me, how long do I have?" Can you live?

She listened to her voice as if she had been separated from the rest of the world.

"Murong, Murong..." Mo Shibei hurriedly picked up the soft paralyzed girl and put her on the sofa, calling softly and anxiously.

Her condition is getting worse and worse, syncope is more and more frequent.

……

"Dad..." he woke up from his sleep again, and Su Murong was lying in the hospital bed.

"You wake up." Mo Shibei's red eyes are always looking at her. Seeing that she opens her eyes, she asks in a busy voice.

"I fainted again." Su Murong immediately understood his situation and sighed helplessly.

She's not questioning, she's just explaining her weakness.

"With me, this situation will soon stop, believe me." Mo Shibei's hands have been holding her scallion white hands, responding gently.

"Have you found a solution?" Su Murong's body is a little weak. He doesn't even bother to nod his head. He just closes his eyes and understands each other's meaning.

"Not yet." Now that Mo Shibei had told her the truth, he didn't want to hide anything from her any more. He shook his head in dismay.

"Mo Shibei, let's discuss something very realistic." Su Murong forced to swallow saliva, she felt some dry throat.

"Husband." Mo Shibei was used to her sweet and intimate call. When he heard her calling her by name again, he got up a little unhappy and said slightly sullenly.

"It's true." Su Murong squinted at him, did not refute, but obediently called again: "husband."

Just about to open her mouth, she felt a dry itch in her throat again. She couldn't help locking her two willow eyebrows and swallowing her saliva again.

"Wait a minute." Mo Shibei saw what she looked like and immediately got up and went to the water dispenser behind her.

A cup of warm water to Su Murong in front of him, he did not help her up, but picked up the side of the spoon, a mouthful of feed up.

Slowly sweet into her lips and teeth, like a spring, let her body seems to be recovering.

"Let me go back to sushi. Several big projects in the company have just started. They have to be finished every minute." Su Murong's face is beautiful and his eyes are flashing at him.

"I promise you."

Mo Shibei knew that in her heart, she was a woman who did not admit defeat. Her strong dedication made her unable to let go of the company's business, so she did not refuse again, but stopped for a second.

When Su Murong was surprised, but looked at him suspiciously, he added: "the premise is that you need to give me another week. If I can't find an antidote within this week, I will accompany you back to Su's work every day. If I find it, you need to get well before you start to work in the company."

Mo Shibei, the absolute boss of the Mo family and the eldest son of the Mo family, has always been a rebellious attitude. When and how did he speak to someone in a low voice.

Today, in order to persuade his women, he slowed down and was willing to put aside his pride.

It turns out that he really cares about himself.

Su Murong originally thought that he was just conscience finding. After learning that he was ill, he didn't want to die too miserably. Now when he heard what he said, he began to believe that his feelings for himself were not only his body, but also his heart.

"Well, I promise you."

In fact, her promise is somewhat passive, because now, according to her state, even if she goes to work, the occasional syncope will cause panic up and down, and even give those people who covet the company opportunities.

No, the Su family can't be divided and eliminated at will.

"Then, from now on, you should listen to me in everything, answer every question and answer every request." Mo Shibei heard that she agreed to her words without any doubt. He was still thinking about how to persuade her with thousands of words. All of them were in vain. He sighed for a long time.

"What do you want? Are you begging me now, or am I begging you? " When Su Murong heard what he said, he turned his mouth lightly.

His recent coma was accompanied by him, helping him through the dangerous period again and again. If he asked, he asked him to help him.

However, her stubborn nature makes it impossible for her to bow her head to anyone, and even to say soft words a few times. When she is at a disadvantage, she will only use her strong logic and eloquence to persuade the other party and turn her unreasonable into reasonable.

"I beg you, please cooperate with me, obediently keep a week's agreement." Mo Shibei put two thin lips close to her ears. The breath of peppermint fragrance blew on her ears, itchy and crisp.

"Now I have no choice but to promise you." Eyes from his face to his stomach, has been bulging abdomen, she does not need to struggle to see: "the child has to keep it?"

"Your mother and son will be fine. Don't ask such silly questions any more." Mo Shibei was a little sentimental when he heard her tone, and immediately interrupted her.

"If you can, keep the child. After all, as a new life, I have never been to this world. It's too poor." Su Murong looked back at him again, and his eyes were shining with love and motherhood that he had never seen before.

"I know that. I don't need you to say that." Mo Shibei heard that she seemed to be talking about a will, and immediately twisted her two sword eyebrows into a twist, and answered coldly.

"Help me keep sushi going, and then let him help me revive the company." Su Murong couldn't get rid of his expectation of Su. He even thought of his son inheriting his mother's business.

"Stupid." Mo Shibei roared angrily: "the benevolence of women."