All night, Mo Liancheng did not feel sleepy at all.

After sending Butler Tang to rest, Mo Liancheng sat alone in front of the French window of the living room with a bottle of wine, looking at the withered plants in the courtyard and the night color that was too thick to show a touch of moonlight.

He maintained a movement for a long time, until the body appeared temporary paralysis, which moved the body.

The next morning, the sky just dyed a touch of green gray, Mu Qingqing pushed the door out of the room. She dragged a tired and heavy step to the front of the refrigerator, half a cup of ice water, chaos of the whole night's thoughts also finally washed away a little.

"Why did you get up so early?" Mo Liancheng gets up from the sofa and talks to Mu Qingqing intentionally or unintentionally,

but mu Qingqing sees Mo Liancheng early in the morning. She just doesn't want to talk to him, and she doesn't even want to have an eye contact.

Powerless to close the refrigerator door, Mu Qingqing wrapped up the collar, stepped on slippers and went back to the room. From the beginning to the end, she did not even look at Molian City, and turned a deaf ear to the greetings of Molian City, as if she had not heard it.

If it wasn't for the call from the hospital, Mu Qingqing would have planned to go on a hunger strike for one day to fight against moliancheng. Unfortunately, she had to go out and do something more important today.

Three hours later, Mo Liancheng was sitting at the table, flipping through financial newspapers. From the kitchen, Butler Tang is bringing the breakfast prepared by the chef to the table, all of which are Mu Qingqing's favorite food.

"Uncle Tang, go and ask Qing Qing to have breakfast..." the voice of Mo Liancheng just fell, and there was a sound of feet and steps upstairs. It's just that this time it's no longer slippers, it's a pair of Mid Heel short leather boots. Mu Qingqing changed her clothes and was about to go out.

Seeing this, housekeeper Tang immediately met him. He knew that Mu Qingqing had lost his temper with Mo Liancheng yesterday. Although he didn't know what the reason was, he didn't seem to have eased up.

"Young lady, breakfast has been prepared, and you are the most..."

Mu Qingqing has always been polite to Butler Tang, no matter when. But now, Mu Qingqing, as if he had not seen uncle Tang at all, walked out of the door without looking back, and had no unnecessary expression.

Uncle Tang choked in his throat half of what he said. Until the sound of the car engine came from outside the door, his hand, which was frozen in the air, slowly put it down. He said to himself, "how strange it is today, young lady, I always feel something is wrong..."

all this fell into the eyes of Mo Liancheng. He knew that Mu Qingqing didn't mean to ignore uncle Tang because he was angry with himself She seemed to have something heavy on her mind. She was too preoccupied to hear anyone talking to her.

The reason why Mo Liancheng thinks so is that he clearly saw the sweater inside Mu Qingqing's coat, and he actually wore it backwards. Mu Qingqing, who has always been delicate and meticulous, has never made such a simple mistake. It can be seen that there must be something crucial in her heart.

"Mrs. Mo, come here quickly. This is your last chance. At seven o'clock in the morning, the boy suddenly convulsed and died. The best time for a heart transplant is six hours. If you can persuade your family members to sign, everything will be in time. "

The doctor's words in Mu Qingqing's mind kept recalling that she stepped on the gas pedal and wanted to fly to the hospital immediately.

When Mu Qingqing arrived at the hospital, the boy had not been pushed out of the operating room, which was probably doing the finishing work. Before she got to the door, Mu Qingqing had already heard a cry. The boy's parents almost fainted. They learned that their son had left him completely. For a moment, they could not accept the fact.

Mu Qingqing hesitated, but time did not wait for her. She still summoned up the courage to walk past.

When the boy's mother saw Mu Qingqing, she became more excited. She suddenly got up and flew to Mu Qingqing. She grabbed Mu Qingqing's collar and said, "Why are you here again? Why did you get the news just after my son died? You must have colluded with the doctor to kill my son. It must be you, isn't it? "

The middle-aged woman, with her hair in her hair, clutched Mu Qingqing's collar crazily. At this time, people can't be called human at all. There is no sense of subjective judgment, no trace of reason, crazy like a frightened beast, unable to control.

Mu Qingqing shakes her head. She doesn't know what she can say except for the pale explanation.

Then, Mu Qingqing took out a huge check that had been prepared for a long time and put it into the boy's mother's hand. With a voice of uncontrollable tears, she said slowly, "here is 50 million yuan. As long as you nod your head, you can save another life. What's more, it was originally your son's wish. I know you are sad. This money should be a little compensation. I can give you whatever you want, as long as you sign. "

So far, every minute and second is of vital importance to Mu Qingqing. She also has no time to gently comfort, some people said that there is nothing in the world that money can not do, if there is, it must be money is not enough.

According to the price of one million yuan for a heart in the black market, Mu Qingqing paid more than 50 times the compensation, and even asked the boy's family members to ask for permission without setting a ceiling. This has already reached the extreme.See the check, the boy's father became more excited, he did not hesitate to tear the check, mercilessly in Mu Qingqing's face.

"Get out of here. Don't think it's great to have a few stinky money! You want to buy my son's life, dream! " At this time, even men can't be rational.

When everything seemed to have no way back, Mu Qingqing squeezed her hands and knelt on the ground with a plop. She never knelt down in her life, not even her parents. But at this moment, she did not know what else she could do to soften their hearts.

Probably did not expect that Mu Qingqing would ask them to agree in such a way. The boy's parents were stunned.

Mu Qingqing grabbed the boy's father's trousers and clenched his teeth. His voice was gloomy as if his throat had been torn open. "Please, this man is as important as life to me. He is seriously ill.

If we don't have a heart transplant as soon as possible, I'm afraid it won't last a year. I know my request is too much, but I really have no way. Please.

Think of it as... Let your son's life continue. Can't you think that way? "

In fact, the plot in the film will not happen in reality. For example, at this moment, I thought that the boy's parents would be moved by Mu Qingqing's sincerity. But who knows, instead of being moved, they were completely infuriated.