Chapter 190

Jingting villa.

Mo Yiqing gets out of the car and hugs Jing xiaocan back to the bedroom to have a rest.

As soon as they sat by the bed, Mo Yiqing's cell phone rang loudly. Seeing the call, Mo Yiqing tapped Jing xiaocan's shoulder and walked quickly to the French window, "it's me."

"Your grandpa fainted and is in the hospital for first aid..."

"I'll be there right away." Mo Yiqing looked flustered, cut off the phone, threw down a sentence "Grandpa is ill, I'll go to the hospital." he rushed out of the room.

"I'll go too..." Jing xiaocan chases to the door.

"Stay at home and don't go anywhere!"

Mo also stopped the cold sound and disappeared at the corner of the stairs.

In the intensive care unit of the hospital.

When the old man saw the video on Leng Qiuhua's mobile phone, he was in a hurry and was stimulated to directly induce a stroke. Fortunately, the rescue was timely and finally saved his life, but he was paralyzed. It was difficult to recover for a while.

In front of the hospital bed, Mo Yiqing looked at the sleepy old man. After listening to his father's simple statement, Junyi's cheeks were filled with a layer of cold frost, his eyebrows were frowning, and his sharp eyes seemed to sweep coldly Qiuhua's body carelessly.

Before, the old man had been in good health. Why did Leng Qiuhua and Mo Shao Yanggang suddenly fall ill as soon as they entered the house?

A bad feeling hung over me.

If I had known this, I should have let the old man go back to the imperial castle. The environment there is quiet and undisturbed.

Taking back his sight, Mo Yiqing turned and walked to the French window. Looking at the street view outside the window, his heart was very heavy.

Mo Yuankun looked at his lonely figure, and a touch of guilt flashed in his eyes. He knew that Mo Yiqing didn't believe him at all. It's so far. Even if he told the truth, it won't help. In addition to deepening Mo Yiqing's hatred for Leng Qiuhua, nothing can be saved.

"All out!" Mo Yiqing chased people out in a cold voice.

Leng Qiuhua, who pretended to stay in front of the bed, glanced at Mo Yuankun, stared at their figures in front of the French window, snorted coldly, shook hands and left.

Before taking care of Mo Shaoyang in the hospital, she was already exhausted by tossing. If she was really allowed to stay here, she was really unwilling. Therefore, when she heard Mo Yiqing, she quickly flashed out of the room.

Hum! Anyway, the man who has always loved most is mo Yiqing. Now he is just given a chance to do his duty and filial piety.

"I'm guarding outside the door. Call me if you need anything." Mo Yuankun, with a guilty face, sighed and walked out of the room with his head down.

Click!

The sound of gently closing the door fell.

The room was silent.

Mo Yiqing turned around, walked slowly to the bed, looked at the old man's sleepy cheek, pulled over the seat and sat down. He held the old man's hand tightly in the palm of his hand and rubbed it gently. His dark eyes were scarlet for a moment, "Grandpa, I blame me for being too careless. I know something must have happened that makes you unhappy. Otherwise, you wouldn't be like this. I blame me..."

Mo Yiqing's cheek clings to the palm of the old man, and regretful tears overflow from his reddish eyes and fall

Jingting villa.

Mo Yiqing hasn't been home for three days. She just dialed a few calls to her and learned that the old man has been out of danger. Jing xiaocan is secretly relieved.

She proposed several times to go to the hospital to see the old man, but he refused. Although she was unwilling, she also knew that Mo Yiqing was for her good and that she couldn't stand the smell of disinfectant in the hospital, so she didn't insist any more.

After dinner, Jing xiaocan watched TV bored for a while. She saw her mother in a good mood holding some baby clothes. It seemed that she could watch it.

Jing xiaocan took out his cell phone and took some photos of her. "Mom, look at me. I'll take some photos for you to commemorate."

"What's the hurry? Wait until the baby is born." Ding Yao still lowers her head and fiddles with her baby clothes with intoxication on her face. She is too lazy to look at her.

Jing xiaocan saved the photos in the album. Then, she held her mobile phone in front of Ding Yao. "Look at the good photos?" she said, sliding her finger to open the photos.

Ding Yao glanced carelessly. Suddenly, her eyes shrunk, grabbed the mobile phone and searched quickly, "wait, the one just turned over..."

Hearing the speech, Jing xiaocan's heart sank. Just now she deliberately quickly opened and slid past, that is, one second.

Did she recognize the figure in the picture just at a glance?

Jing xiaocan held her breath, tried her best to restrain her beating heart, carefully observed her mother's facial expression, and asked absently, "which one?"

"This... Where did you take this?" Ding Yao stared at the picture on the screen, as if to herself.

"This one is taken by my colleague. I don't know where it was taken. Really, what's good about a vague figure? Delete it." Jing xiaocan's hand hasn't touched the mobile phone yet. Ding Yao hides nervously.

"Wait, this man's figure looks familiar. Unfortunately, he can't see his cheeks. If he can..." Ding Yao sighed with regret on her face, but she still stared at the figure above and refused to move away.

"Mom, who do you look like?" asked the question in her heart, and Jing xiaocan's heart also raised.

"Ha ha... It's just an acquaintance I haven't seen for many years." after watching it for a while, Ding Yao flustered her mobile phone into her hand, hurriedly packed up her baby clothes and turned upstairs.

Looking at her mother's messy back, Jing xiaocan looks down at the mobile phone picture again.

There is no doubt that this man is somewhat similar to her father, otherwise, her mother would not be so excited and out of control.

Although she tried to restrain and hide, she could detect it.

Jing xiaocan puts away her mobile phone, quickly walks into the bedroom, locks the door with her back hand, and quickly dials Zhan Minghan.

"Hey, it's me."

"Well, I can hear your voice. What's up?" there was a faint surprise in Zhan Minghan's gentle voice.

Jing xiaocan is flustered. He dials the phone but doesn't know what to say. "Cough, I just want to tell you if I can ask your friend to take care of the survivor. I... I can't leave in recent days. When I'm done with something, I want you to confirm with me."

"Well, OK, no problem. I have time at any time." Zhan Minghan agreed very readily.

After hanging up, Jing xiaocan leaned on the head of the bed and thought to herself.

The man's brain was badly damaged and lost his memory?

What if she goes rashly and he doesn't know her?

The only way is to take my mother with me once and for all.

However, if my mother goes and the man is not my father, wouldn't it make my mother happy in vain?

Wrong!

We can't point it out until we are fully sure.

Thinking about it, Jing xiaocan has a flash in her mind

Bracelet!

I've heard from my mother that my father likes this bracelet very much. He must be impressed and will remember it.

Jing xiaocan gets out of bed and hasn't found the bracelet after looking for it for a long time.

That time, Mo Yiqing brought it to her personally. Later, she seemed to take it off again.

Alas... It's terrible. I must have left it in the imperial castle.