Hiss~

Jiang listens to Xu and really doesn't know the situation. Let alone Jiang listens to Xu, it is mo Boyuan who knows the situation.

I'm afraid even the Mohists don't know that well, do they?

Except the old man!

After all, it's easy to know the old man's connections.

"Your father and daughter, have a good chat."

The old man was busy. It was not easy to come. Mo Boyuan sent people to the car and left before returning to the tombstone. At this time, Jiang listened to Xu's weakness and knelt down, shaking his hands and stroking the cold tombstone.

In front of the tombstone, in fact, someone sends a bunch of fresh flowers every day, and today is no exception.

"Dad ~"

"Sorry, Dad, i... I really didn't know anything before. I was so stupid..."

Stupid enough to know where Dad's real grave is!

Mo Boyuan also knelt beside him, took his wife's waist, and didn't say anything to comfort. At this time, it's useless to persuade anything. It's better to let people vent.

.......

Five minutes later

Ten minutes later

Twenty minutes later

When half an hour passed, the man finally found something wrong. He looked down and saw that the woman in his arms didn't know when to sleep. No, to be exact, he fainted.

There was a moment of panic on his face, but he soon recovered his calm, picked up the person, and took out his mobile phone from his bag with one hand to make a call:

"Drive to the gate of the cemetery and contact the hospital. My wife is unconscious."

Finally, there was an obvious difference in the man's tone.

The phone didn't dare to delay. After hanging up, he drove the car directly over.

Mo Boyuan held the man and waited at the door long ago. As soon as the car arrived, he got in the car:

"Boss!"

"Did you contact the hospital?"

"Already contacted, Kyoto First People's hospital."

The man didn't say anything. Along the way, the car was very quiet. It made people feel out of breath.

When we finally arrived at the door of the hospital, sure enough, there were people from the medical team waiting at the door.

"President Mo!"

Mo Boyuan didn't have the leisure to greet people at this time:

"Come and see."

"Ah, good."

The vice president of the first people's Hospital in Kyoto, usually no one dares to treat like this.

After an inspection, the vice president's expression was slightly different, but he didn't say anything more:

"Mr. Mo, Mrs. Shao needs to take a CT. It has been checked on the surface and there is no wound." therefore, it is not a trauma. The naked eye can't see the situation inside.

It's just that the situation seems really... Special.

Because, after inspection, Mrs. Mo Shao has no problem. It seems that she is asleep!

Of course, it is impossible for doctors to say anything without examination. They are responsible for patients, themselves and the hospital.

A man could not restrain himself all the way, and roared:

"Why don't you go?"

Several doctors dared to delay anything. They quickly put people on the cart and pushed them into the hospital.

After a series of inspections, all the results are fresh.

The vice president had to report to his family:

"Mr. ink."

The man stood in the corridor vent, holding a cigarette that had been half burned:

"Say!" the tone is cold and seeping.

The vice president trembled and said:

"Mr. Mo, the inspection report is out. All indicators are... Normal, madam!"

Healthy can no longer be healthy!