Chapter 1395

"Why?"

Watching Bing Qing out of the bedroom, Mo Nan immediately raised his mobile phone and roared.

Jiang Li is used to this guy. He is not angry every time he talks to him. He doesn't care about it and pretends to be sad

"Grandfather is going. Before the old man leaves, he wants to talk to you again. If he wants to come, you can do it by yourself."

"Well?"

On hearing this, the anger in Monan's heart immediately subsided a lot.

Is the writer finally on his way?

He remembers that before he left Wancheng, he had been to Laojiang Touba to have a pulse. He estimated that the old man could live for half a year at most. Now, it's time to count the days.

As for the writer, he is willing to meet.

Mo Nan immediately said in a deep voice: "let the old man wait. If I don't arrive, don't let him die!"

With these words, Monan put away his cell phone.

Go downstairs and get the key to the car. He goes straight to Yanjing.

It's just the time to get off work. Wancheng is not a big city. Even in the rush hour, we can't see the two gaps.

However, today, even with the driving skills of old hooligans, they can only move forward slowly on the road

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Midnight bar.

After calculating Monan in this uneasy way, Jiang Li felt guilty. On the one hand, he felt sorry for Monan. On the other hand, he always felt that if he said that, his grandfather would really

Her mind is still in the air.

Bang.

Behind him came the sound of landing.

Then, without waiting for her to turn her head, she saw Jiang Wei rushing towards the bar like crazy, looking anxious and shouting something in his mouth.

All of a sudden, Jiang Li's ears began to hum. He felt that Jiang Wei's shouts could not be heard. He could only see what they were saying with their mouths open.

Wait for her to turn her head slowly.

Just now, he was still energetic, just like the writer who had returned to his physical state half a year ago. Now he was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, and his face was withered and yellow.

"Grandfather!"

Suddenly woke up, Jiang Li lacrimal gland suddenly burst the dike, rushed to cry.

……

More than ten minutes later.

The writer has been carried to the bed of an employee dormitory behind the bar. At this moment, except Jiang Li, the rest of the staff are taken out by Jiang Wei, who calls the doctor in the secret department or nearby hospital in turn for help.

However, in the past six months, of course, they have something to do with them. They have come to see the writer's condition and what the old man's physical condition is. They all know as well as Monan.

So whether they need to come or not, they all know very well.

"I don't care!"

At the moment, Jiang Wei held up a mobile phone and roared out:

"Even if the old man can't be saved, you have to come and guard by the bed for me."

There was no words for a long time. At last, there was a sigh: "ah..."

Then, without waiting for Jiang Wei to say anything more, the other party has ended the call.

"Hello, hello?" Jiang Wei is still roaring.

The same is happening to several other employees.

In the room, Jiang Li was worried by the bedside. The pen writer who was lying on the bed opened his eyes, but he was in a trance all the time. He seemed to be half asleep and half awake, saying some vague nonsense

Monan, come on!

At the moment, Jiang Li has only one idea in her heart. At the same time, she finally realizes that her grandfather just asked her to call Mo Nan, not just a lie.

In a flash, a few hours passed.

It was late at night, and Mo Nan didn't know what was going on in the bar. As soon as he came in, he looked at the atmosphere in the empty bar.

Shit!

The old rascal is smart in his heart. He can't be so quick. In the afternoon, Jiang Li informed him, but in the evening, he couldn't carry it. It's more efficient.

Unable to make complaints about the Tucao, he quickly rushed towards the bar when he smiled.

Not as he expected.

In the narrow corridor, Jiang Wei and others stood against the wall one by one with sad faces. Even when they saw him coming, they just nodded their heads and said hello.

"Where's old ginger head?"

Mo Nan remembers to die in his heart. He goes to Jiang Wei and pulls him over. He frowns and asks.

"Come with me." Jiang Wei wants to tell Mo Nan that it's useless even if he meets the writer.

The latter had been delirious for several hours. Just after he went in again, the old man was getting weaker and weaker. He estimated that he would not recover his mind before he left.

However, he thought that maybe when he met Mo Nan, he could not tell if he could wake up in a short time

Dead horse, live horse doctor.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, even though Jiang Li had told him that no matter who came, he was not allowed to go in again. Jiang Wei decided to try again.

However, the rest room was pushed away, in which came the scolding voice of Jiang Li, mixed with a little low voice of sobbing, intermittently: "Jiang Wei! I, suck, didn't I say you're not allowed to come in again? " Jiang Wei sighed and shook his head. He didn't answer and looked behind him. Monan then came out from behind him, with no expression on his face and said, "it's me."“ You... "Seeing Mo Nan, Jiang Li was shocked subconsciously, but at this time, no matter who she saw, she was not happy. She just found a vent and bowed her head and said in a low voice:" you're coming. "“ Well Mo Nan nodded, and immediately came to the bedside, subconsciously looked at the pen man lying on the bed, only to have a look, he could not help shaking his head. Seeing that she was like this, Jiang Li was more and more convinced that his grandfather was really hopeless. However, Monan was a little angry at this time. He felt the old man's pulse and checked carefully. After a while, he put down his arm and clenched his teeth and said, "what happened in the afternoon, please tell me in detail."“ What's the matter? " Jiang Li was surprised to see that he was so serious. He thought that Ji Mingming had done something in the afternoon, so he described the details. Ji Mingming? Listening to the name, Monan felt familiar. After recalling it, he remembered that when he came down from the Taoist temple a while ago, the trouble of Jinxiu group was caused by this guy. Unexpectedly, this guy still didn't give up and found old ginger head here again. It's just that today's events, even for him, can't be blamed on Ji Mingming, because he doesn't know the real physical condition of old man Jiang at all. Seeing that old man can still talk with him for several hours, he naturally doesn't care. On the contrary, Jiang Li is the granddaughter. Mo Nan in the heart hold back a mouth sullen, not speechless clench a tooth way: "you stupid woman!"“ Even if outsiders don't know, don't you know what body Lao Jiangtou has? Let him talk for hours. Don't you think he died fast enough? "“ You don't know medicine. I can't say anything, but there's a word called Huiguang huizhao, which you can't see? "