Chapter 192

In the ward, the atmosphere was dull.

Jing xiaocan sits beside the old man. She looks calm, but her heart is always uneasy.

Although the old man is mo Yiqing's closest relative, after all, this is the second time they have met. Moreover, they haven't talked deeply before. Jing xiaocan is still in awe of the old man.

What's more, now he is seriously ill and can't withstand any stimulation.

He secretly adjusted his breathing. Jing xiaocan looked at the old man with a reserved look and whispered: "... Grandpa, if you have anything, just tell me."

Intuition told her that what the old man had to avoid Mo Yiqing would not be happy at least.

Otherwise, there is no need to drive out his favorite grandson again and again.

Unless it's

"... leave him..." the old man's sick cheek was cold and hesitated, as if he was determined, and three cold words overflowed from his shaking lips.

“……”

Jing xiaocan is stunned for a moment and thinks he has an auditory hallucination.

He said, leave him?

The surprised eyes looked at the old man's resolute and indisputable expression.

Dong!

The heart, like being hit hard by a heavy hammer, shrinks into a ball and suffocates.

Jing xiaocan took a long time to breathe. His throat was dry and unbearable. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked, "... Grandpa, why?"

In just a few minutes since Mo Yiqing left the room, she imagined thousands of words that the old man would say to her, but she didn't expect that the old man would say such three ruthless words to her.

Why did he let her leave moyiqing after he learned that she was pregnant?

She was sentenced to death without any sign.

"You don't deserve him... How much... Money you want." after that, the old man closed his eyes and turned away from her.

"Grandpa, I don't want anything. I just want to stay by his side. Now I'm pregnant with Yiqing's child. I can't leave him."

The sudden surge of water mist at the bottom of her eyes blurred her vision. Jing xiaocan shook her head desperately and refused, trying to restrain her mood of collapse.

She won't accept it without a reasonable reason.

"The child... If born, he... Will lose 30% of Mohs shares

In those days... I forced his mother... Away. I always felt guilty

So, I want to give Mo Shi to him... And you are entangled with Shaoyang... You will hurt him... "

Intermittently, the old man stared at Jing xiaocan, and his eyes were full of anger.

Is that enough?

Jing xiaocan was horrified by his stare. His legs softened. He knelt slowly by the bed, clenched his lower lip, and burst into tears. He choked slightly and explained with a trembling voice: "Grandpa, I was framed that time, and I was not Mo Shaoyang... I can guarantee you with my life, this child..."

Boom!

The old man's clenched fist hit the bedside mercilessly.

He couldn't accept even the slightest mistake.

He can't take the risk.

Leng Qiuhua should not be given any opportunities.

What's more, the members of the Leng family have been eyeing Mo Yiqing. They want to kill him every minute,

For so many years, if he hadn't been in control of the Mo group, Leng Qiuhua might have brazenly opposed Mo Yiqing's sword and gun.

The fire three years ago is a living example.

Remembering the terrible and tragic scene at the beginning, he still has lingering palpitations.

Such a mistake almost killed him once.

He doesn't want to go through it again.

And now he is so ill that he doesn't know how long he can last.

The only thing he can do is to uproot the scourge as soon as possible.

Jing xiaocan clenched her lower lip and tried to blink her eyes, trying to force back the surging tears, but there was no way. She just couldn't help but be full of sadness and sadness.

Jing xiaocan holds the old man's hand tightly and cries in a mess.

She didn't know what caused the old man to make such a decision suddenly. She didn't know how the old man found out these things.

However, she understood one thing very well and could not change it. That is, the old man believed those rumors and determined that the child in her belly was not Mo Yiqing!

And she couldn't fight.

What did she argue with a seriously ill man in bed!

In case, in the dispute, the old man is stimulated to have any accident, I'm afraid, Mo Yiqing will never forgive her all his life.

She dare not.

She really doesn't dare to take risks.

If the irreparable consequences are caused by her impulse, even if she lives with Mo Yiqing in the future, this guilt will be pressed on their hearts and can't be relieved all their life.

Jing xiaocan is afraid now.

Special fear.

I'm afraid that the happiness I finally have now will disappear in the twinkling of an eye.

She really can't afford to hurt!

What should she do!

"... Grandpa, I beg you, don't drive me away. The child is really......" the brain has been in a mess. Jing xiaocan can can only beg again and again, hoping that the old man can change his mind.

The next second, when his hands were empty, the old man suddenly pulled back his hands, gnashing his teeth and roared, "divorce... Otherwise, I'll die... Cough..."

"..." Jing xiaocan's heart was shocked and his face turned pale.

Looking at the old man's red cheeks, she quickly stood up, let the old man side his body and beat his back, "Grandpa, Grandpa, don't scare me, Grandpa..."

"Yiqing... Come on..." Jing xiaocan hurriedly lied. She was really afraid that the old man didn't come up at one breath and shouted at the door.

"Promise me..." the old man took a breath, grabbed the infusion needle on the back of his hand, and his cold eyes were aggressive.

Seeing this, Jing xiaocan was shocked. He hurriedly detoured to the other side of the bed, grabbed the old man's hand, sobbed and nodded, "good... Grandpa, loosen your hand and I promise you!"

With that, she threw herself on the bed and raised her tearful little face, "give me two months. If I suddenly mention the divorce with Yiqing now, he will not promise, he..."

"A month!" the old man released his hand and stared at her expressionless. There was no temperature in his indifferent eyes, as if she was a heinous sinner in his eyes.

"... OK." Jing xiaocan has no choice but to endure heartache and nods.

With that, she walked into the bathroom and poured a handful of cold water on her face, calming her mood for a long time.

Again, standing in front of the hospital bed, looking at the old man with closed eyes, "Grandpa, I'm back. I'll abide by your wishes. I hope you can recover as soon as possible."

The moment Jing xiaocan turns around, the old man slowly opens his eyes, and his scarlet eyes flash a trace of unbearable.

If she really loves Mo Yiqing, she must know how to cross this barrier.

If she can't cross it, she is not qualified to be a young grandmother of Mohism.