"Eternal young master, do you come to see the master? He woke up this morning and counted the time. Maybe he'll wake up later. " When Tan avalanche saw Mo Yongheng, he hurriedly pushed Qi Yan away, got up from the sofa and politely greeted him.
Mo Yongheng did not look at the old master, but looked straight at Tan avalanche, reminding him.
"You've just had a miscarriage, but you haven't recovered. You need to rest and take care of your old master's affairs. I'll do it."
"It doesn't matter. I just come to have a look. In fact, most of the things are done by Qi Yan..." Before Tan avalanche finished, Qi Yan got up from the sofa, walked to her side, and put his hand around her waist.
Look at ink forever with provocation.
"Are you jealous to accompany me? It's useless to be jealous. It's my family's collapse. I'm the only one who likes me! "
Mo Yongheng: "..."
Why did he come to see Qi Yan's disgusting face at this time?
Mo Yongheng glances at him coldly, rarely arguing with Qi Yan, but admonishes Tan avalanche to pay attention to her body.
"Girls still need to know how to protect themselves. Some things can be avoided before marriage, and..."
"Are you finished? Avalanche is my fiancee. You don't have to worry about what we do! "
Qi Yan has always regarded Mo Yongheng as his rival. When he saw him, his nerves kept up with the wind and he was ready to fight at any time.
Tan avalanche could not stop her. Seeing Mo Yongheng in the ward, she hurriedly led Qi Yan to go out and let him accompany him to the yard to enjoy the flowers.
Qi Yan is pulled away by Tan Bangbang.
It became quiet in the ward.
Mo Yongheng stands in front of the sofa and looks at the back of Tan Bangbang and Qi Yan, as if he saw the scene of Zheng Yan and Fan Yu leaving again
The breath on his body became introverted and lonely.
"Cough!"
On the sickbed, the head of the Mohist family coughed twice, as if to wake up.
Mo Yongheng rushes forward and pours a glass of water for him.
Gently raise the head of his bed and moisten his lips with cotton swabs.
Qi Yan's medical skill is far above him.
The head of the Mohist family just let Qi Yan take care of him for a few days. He looks and spirit much better, and his eyes become hale and hearty.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a circle in the ward subconsciously. I didn't see Qi Yan and Tan Bangbang. I looked at Mo Yongheng in some confusion.
"If I want to tell the owner something, they will go out first."
Ink opens lips slowly.
Wen Yan, Mo Chengxian raises his hand laboriously, holds his hand, and beckons him to help himself to sit up.
After the stroke, it takes a long time for the recovery of body function, especially for Mo Chengxian, who has delayed the best treatment time for another three years. The recovery is much slower than that of the normal people.
It's not easy for him to sit up now.
Mohamed took some pillows, put them on his back, and raised the head of the bed again.
Knowing that Mo Chengxian can't speak, Mo Yongheng also tells him his intention today directly.
"Three years ago, because of the changes of Mohist school, Mohist group was split up. Many enterprises were separated from the group. Now the eldest lady has come back. I want to persuade those separated enterprises to return in the name of your elders."
Mo Yongheng paused and said.
"As far as I know, many enterprises left from Mohist group have been following your business philosophy and striving to promote excellent culture in recent years. Zheng's enterprise is one of them."