Chapter 677

Mo Junbo and Yang Lihe went to Z city. Instead of going directly to yanggongqiao village, they went directly to the hospital.

Looking at the car stopped in the hospital, Yang Lihe felt a bad premonition again.

That heart has been lifted and hung in the throat, and it jumps fiercely, as if it can jump out of the throat immediately.

Her whole body is weak, there is a kind of soft no bone general, two legs tremble very badly, even can't stand up.

Hands are cold, palms in constant sweating. His back was all wet, and his face was even whiter, just like the wall he had just painted. There was no blood. My eyes are full of panic and fear.

Mo Junbo is almost half embracing and half embracing, tightly encircling her in his arms, "if not, I'll hold you."

Yang Lihe shook his head, "no, I can."

Her voice trembled, enough to show her fear and helplessness at the moment.

Ling Yue opened the door and stood respectfully at the door, "young master, young grandmother."

Mo Junbo got out of the car, helped her to get out of the car and walked towards the hospital with her in his arms.

"Little master." Mo Junbo just walked out two steps, two men came up, his face was solemn and quiet, and he called him respectfully.

Yang Lihe took a look and saw self blame in their eyes.

Her heart beat again.

"Well," Mo Junbo answered coldly, then looked at Yang Lihe and said to them, "little grandma."

"Little Granny!" They called Yang Lihe respectfully.

"Mo Junbo, are my parents serious?" Yang Lihe looked at him and asked in a deep voice.

Mo Junbo's eye color is very heavy, and his face is more dignified. Looking at her, he said solemnly, "no matter what, you have to face it calmly, you know?"

Yang Lihe's face I "Shua" a pale, "what happened to them?"

"It's all here. Don't ask. You'll know when you go." Mo Junbo looks at her with a sad face and hugs her tightly.

Yang Lihe's body jerked for a while. It was a feeling of helplessness and fear.

Mo Junbo embraces her and walks towards the operating room under the guidance of people.

Yang Lihe pushed open the door of the operating room. She felt that she was about to collapse. Smelling the strong and pungent smell, she only felt that her brain was blank, and there was a "boom" sound in her ears.

The operating room, not the ward.

What does that mean?

She knew it.

Even now, it's better to take her to the intensive care unit than to take her to the ward.

Her whole strength is almost hanging on Mo Junbo's arm. As soon as she walks in, her heart is pulled by an inch.

On the operating table, Wen Xiujuan is lying, covered with primary surgical appliances, and all kinds of instruments are connected to her.

She closed her eyes and looked as if she had no breath. If it wasn't for the weak fluctuation of the instrument over there, Yang Lihe really thought that she had no life features.

Looking at his mother on the operating table, Yang Lihe's eyes are wet and his body is softer.

She couldn't believe her eyes. She couldn't take it.

Yesterday morning, when she left, she was still fine.

She told herself a lot, but also let her not bully Mo Junbo. It was as if he was their own son, and she was the domineering and unreasonable daughter-in-law.

She also has an interesting face: it's said that the more mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more drunk she is. There's nothing wrong with that.

Even last night, after new year's Eve, she talked to them on the phone.

Everything is fine.

She said that she will come back with Mo Junbo this afternoon. Let her prepare her son-in-law's favorite food to meet them.

But why, now she's lying on the operating table.

She is like a lifeless person.

Why!

What the hell happened? Why is that?

"Ma, Ma. I'm Lihe. I'm Lihe. Look at me. Mo Junbo and I are back. Mom, mom

Yang Lihe stands at the operating table and calls Wen Xiujuan softly.

Her voice was shuddering, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

Her hands are clutching in midair. She wants to hold old man's hand. She can look at her on the operating table and all kinds of connected instruments. She can't start. She didn't know where to put her hand, she could only grasp it in confusion.

Wen Xiujuan seemed to hear her call, and slowly opened her eyes.

Looking at the daughter and son-in-law who appeared in front of her, he showed a smile of satisfaction. Zhang Qi's lips wanted to say, but he was powerless and couldn't say it at all.

Her eyes slide down two lines of tears, looking at Yang Lihe, looking at Mo Junbo, full of not give up and not at ease."Ma, Ma. I'm Lihe. I'm your daughter. Mom, mom Yang Lihe looked at her and cried.

She didn't know what else she could say.

Wen Xiujuan's eyes moved from Yang Lihe to Mo Junbo, looking at him with a look of expectation and request.

Mo Junbo looks at her and hugs Yang Lihe tightly in his arms. Holding Yang Lihe's hands in both hands and clasping her fingers, she wrapped her hands in his palm and made a firm promise to Wen Xiujuan, "Mom, don't worry. Lihe to me, you and Dad don't have to worry. I'll be nice to her all my life. Love her, love her, love her. She's the only woman in my life. She's my wife all my life. "

Then he took out a box from his pocket and opened it. It was a pair of diamond rings.

In front of Wen Xiujuan's face, put the ring into Yang Lihe's ring finger. Then he handed her the ring, with his left hand in front of her.

Wen Xiujuan's eyes slowly turn to Yang Lihe, looking at her with expectation.

Yang Lihe's hands were shaking and his face was full of tears. Pick up that male ring but how all don't put into his ring finger.

Finally, he took her hand and put the ring into his finger.

Wen Xiujuan's face showed a smile of comfort and peace of mind. After a deep look at Mo Junbo, she closed her eyes.

"Di --!"

The sound on the instrument reminds Yang Lihe that her mother has left, forever.

There was a happy and satisfied smile on her face, without any pain.

"Ah, Ma, Ma! Don't do that. Don't go. Mom, open your eyes and look at me. I'm Lihe. I'm Lihe. I'm your daughter! Ma, Ma

Yang Lihe yelled, the whole person almost crazy.

Mo Junbo hugged her tightly, "don't do this, let mom go at ease. Don't let her worry about you. "

"Ah Yang Lihe looked at Wen Xiujuan with closed eyes and cried out, "where's my father? Where's my dad? "