Chapter 1192

"If Xin'er learns quickly, grandpa can have a rest earlier. Xin'er is not hard, grandpa is hard!"

"Grandpa is the best to Xin'er, and Xin'er loves grandpa the most!"

"Xin'er will be filial to Grandpa later. He will stay with Grandpa if he doesn't marry in his whole life..."

In a few simple words, the owner of the old house was coaxed to his heart's content.

It's hard to say that the most satisfying thing her father has done in his life is to give birth to such a strange granddaughter.

People who have been dignified for a lifetime have become old urchins since they have granddaughters around them.

She also specifically explained that the head of the family lived in a place where even the elders of Mohist family could not go in and out at will. She could go in and out freely.

As long as she likes something, Grandpa will buy it for her and let her play.

Her mother often said that grandpa has been dignified all his life. Only when he saw her, he would be like a loving old man and enjoy the happiness of his family

The pictures in front of Nian Xiaomu's eyes are superimposed, and the voice of the past has been echoing in his ears.

From far to near.

The emerging memory overlapped with the dying face of the old man, repeatedly stimulating her pupils.

The chest is like a boulder, the heart pumping pain.

He bit his lips and asked, "it's not that Grandpa just needs rest, how can he be so ill?"

In, Xiaomu studied nursing, saw the layout of the room, and the instruments placed around him. It can be seen that the situation of Mo Chengxian is very serious.

No wonder Mo Kun is not afraid to let her see her grandfather.

Her grandfather can't get off the ground now and can't speak. Even if he sees her, he can't help her accuse Mo Kun.

Of course, Mo Kun doesn't have to be afraid!

"Your grandfather heard about your accident. He couldn't stand the stimulation. Suddenly he had a stroke. The doctor had checked it. He said he could recover slowly. Who knows In the end is old, the disease has not been able to get better

Mo Chengliang stands at the end of the bed, looking at his once dignified brother now lying in the hospital bed, unable to move, and his eyes are slightly red.

"Since the doctor said that we can recover slowly, how can it become more and more serious?" Nian Xiaomu went to Mo Chengliang and asked.

General stroke, as long as rescue in time, even if the postoperative recovery is not the same as the original, slowly recuperate the body will have some recovery.

It's not like her grandfather, who can't speak and still sleeps.

They had been in for several minutes, and he didn't feel a thing.

"Here..."

Mo Chengliang seems to be confused. He looks up at Mo Kun.

Mo Kun took the opportunity to remind the doctor that Mo Chengxian needed rest and let them leave the ward first.

Nian Xiaomu doesn't want to go. He is about to go to see his grandfather again. When he comes to the hospital bed, Mo Yongheng has reached out to stop her for Mo Kun.

A low voice reminder.

"It's not good for his illness to wake up the owner!"

“……”

Year small Mu steps a meal, squinting eyes, looking at the ink eternity in front of him.

Eyes become complicated.

Is this the fiance grandpa chose for her?

He was supposed to be the most filial person to his grandfather. Why do you see that Mo Kun has moved his hands and feet to his grandfather's body, but turned a blind eye to him and helped him hide it?

Won't his conscience hurt?!

"What if I have to wake Grandpa up?" In, Xiaomu's eyes became strong, and he ate every word.

As soon as she spoke, Mo Yongheng had grasped her wrist and took her stride to the outside of the ward!