Frustrated to return to the Donglin villa, Mu Qingqing stands at the door and dares not to enter. She is trying to adjust her mood, at least not to let Mo Liancheng see any clues.

Mo Liancheng mind is too sensitive, as long as she has a little something wrong, he will immediately notice.

She has performed so many plays and won awards, but this one is especially difficult to perform.

Take a deep breath and let Mu Qingqing blush again and again. As long as you think of the choices you are facing, you will feel very uncomfortable and miserable.

"Can't wait to come out to meet me?" The voice of Mo Liancheng suddenly rings behind her. Mu Qingqing is startled and quickly arranges her mood and squeezes out a smile.

Mu Qingqing raised his arm, put the time on his watch in front of Mo Liancheng, pretending to be reluctant to blame him and said, "yes, I can't wait to see when the man who doesn't keep his word will come back!"

"Should I be so strict? I'm only three minutes late Mo Liancheng helplessly shook his head, but in the eyes are all endless doting, the generous palm rubbed her hair.

Mo Liancheng looked at the inherent dishes on the dining table, and the servants who were busy working in the kitchen. He grabbed Mu Qingqing and said jokingly, "it turns out that some people don't mean what they say. I've just pushed off an important meeting and came back to try your craft. What's the deal with cooking yourself?"

If Mo Liancheng didn't mention it, Mu Qingqing even forgot about it.

"I went to the company in the afternoon. I'm a little tired. I'll cook it for you tomorrow." Mu Qingqing smiles and spits out her tongue at Mo Liancheng, with a face of not so sincere guilt.

Mo Liancheng rolled his eyes and rubbed Mu Qingqing's hair vigorously.

"Young lady, you come back, the little young master fell asleep. Maybe he was scared at that time and kept crying all the time..." when the nanny saw Mu Qingqing, she was in a panic to meet her, but she didn't notice Mo Liancheng standing on the side.

"Why is Xiaochi scared? What happened? " Mo Liancheng a face of worry came over, eyebrow heart light wrinkle.

Mu Qingqing winked at the nanny with a worried face. Fortunately, the nanny responded quickly and immediately said, "Oh, in the afternoon, when the young master was playing on the sofa, he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he was not hurt. Maybe he was scared and a little angry!"

Mo Liancheng's expression immediately relieved many, indifferent a smile, "boy, wrestling is not in the way, don't spoil him so much!"

The nanny nodded, secretly took a glance at the unhappy Mu Qingqing, and went back to the bedroom in a panic.

"It's always clumsy. It seems that I'll change people next time." Mu Qingqing said this sentence with full of emotion. In the past, she would never make trouble with the servants. She was so good-natured that she could hardly find fault with anything. Now, when it comes to her son, her attitude has changed.

With that, Mu Qingqing poured a cup of water and handed it to Mo Liancheng. When she turned back for a moment, she only heard the sound of the cup falling heavily. Mo Liancheng suddenly expressed pain, covered his heart and sat on the ground. Sweat began to seep from his forehead and ran down the temples.

Mu Qingqing was so frightened that he immediately threw away his cup and rushed to Mo Liancheng. "Where are the painkillers...

Mo Liancheng was speechless with pain. His shaking hands were frantically searching in his side pocket. There were only three white pills left in the white bottle. Mu Qingqing remembered that the bottle of medicine was only taken back from the doctor three days ago Come on. It can be imagined that how miserable it is these days.

Mu Qingqing hurriedly put the pill into the mouth of Mo Liancheng, but it was too late. Mo Liancheng had fainted and was unconscious.

Can't wait to call an ambulance, also can't wait to call the driver. Mu Qingqing asks housekeeper Tang to help him lift Mo Liancheng to the car. A man presses on the gas pedal with tears and drives fast on the land just coming at night.

At night, the cold wind left a tingling feeling on her face like a knife. Mu Qingqing understood why Mo Liancheng was more and more busy during this period of time, and had little time to accompany herself at home. Originally, Mu Qingqing just thought that Mo Liancheng didn't want to let himself idle down and find some sense of existence to fill the gap and emptiness in his heart.

But until Mu Qingqing saw the bottle of painkiller with her own eyes and saw the bottom in less than three days, she suddenly realized the good intentions of Mo Liancheng. He just didn't want to let Mu Qingqing see his frequent attacks, so he locked himself in the office.

As long as you think of the extremely painful appearance of a person in the office when Mo Liancheng got sick, Mu Qingqing's heart was so painful that she could hardly breathe. It seems that only at this moment can Mu Qingqing feel the pain of moliancheng, even if it is less than one tenth of the degree.

As soon as he got to the hospital, he was secretly sent to the private ward. The doctor who had been in charge of moliancheng gave him intravenous injection of analgesic drugs.

Mu Qingqing stood at the door of the ward, looking at the medical staff around Mo Liancheng, immediately felt a trace of self blame. It was not until the doctor came out of the ward that the doctor was busy. Mu Qingqing handed the empty medicine bottle to the doctor.The doctor looked at the empty medicine bottle and instantly understood everything. He looked at Mu Qingqing with astonishment, "only three days, has this bottle of medicine been eaten up?"

Mu Qingqing lowered her head and acquiesced to everything.

Seeing that Mu Qingqing was silent and worried and irritable, the doctor asked again, "how many times a day does general Mo attack on average recently?"

Mu Qingqing heart a Lin, she bit her lips and shook her head, "I don't know."

Indeed, Mu Qingqing has no idea of the current situation of the disease in moliancheng. Except that they can have a face-to-face chat when they have dinner together in the evening, Mu Qingqing can hardly see moliancheng. Often asked when, Mo Liancheng is also very busy with the company to prevaricate.

The doctor sighed and pulled Mu Qingqing to the stairway with a serious expression. "Judging from the examination report and the current reaction of Mr. Mo, his situation has begun to worsen. In short, some functions of the heart have stopped working, and there is still no progress on the scheduling side. If this goes on, Mrs. Mo should be prepared mentally...

" if not, he will not be able to do so How long does moliancheng have to do surgery? " Mu Qingqing asked in a deep voice, his hands were cold.

The doctor stopped for a moment. Originally, he could not tell such things to his family members directly. However, Mo was different, not to mention the relationship between the hospital shareholders. In the past ten years, as a private doctor, his contacts also established a deep feeling. In addition, Mo Liancheng had not helped medical students a lot, so he made a close contact with Mu Qingqing.

"Three months at most..."

at most