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"Mom is fine, don't worry." Mo Zhaoyun said softly. After Gong Wan’er fainted for an hour, moxa came out from emergency room. The doctor said that it was as if he had pulled him back from hell.

It was like a dream to be pushed down a cliff by someone, with screams that got further and further away. When Gong Wan’er woke up, he realized that he was not dead yet, this was the feeling he had. She pounded Mo Zhaoyun's chest and shouted in grievance:

"Why are you scaring me?" The more nervous she was, the more impudent she would be when she wasn't, and the greater her movements would be.

Mo Zhaoyun held his wife in his arms, gently caressed her back and comforted her:

"It's okay, it's my fault."

Mo Zhaoyun patiently consoled Gong Wan’er for a long time before she calmed down.

"Don't scare me like that next time." Gong Wan’er pouted.

"I'll listen to you." Mo Zhaoyun laughed.

"However, there's something you have to listen to. You have to rest up. The doctor said that you were too tired and you were in a bad mood, so you fainted." Mo Zhaoyun said righteously.

Gong Wan’er nodded obediently: "Understood." These past few days, he hadn't been very happy.

"One more thing." Mo Zhaoyun stopped and did not continue.

Gong Wan’er raised his head and looked at Mo Zhaoyun, his eyes seemed to be saying: "Tell me quickly."

Mo Zhaoyun looked at Gong Wan’er, cleared his throat, and then stopped. This completely disinterested Gong Wan’er, so she lifted the blanket and laid down, then covered his head with it.

Seeing Gong Wan’er like that, Mo Zhaoyun immediately became anxious, thus he reached out to pull the blanket, and said:

"Evening, I was wrong. I said, I said." There was a lot of begging in his tone.

Gong Wan’er immediately sat upright: "Go ahead."

"Mom's bone marrow has found the right person." Mo Zhaoyun said word by word.

Gong Wan’er was stunned, as if her husband was teasing her again: "Say that again."

"Mom's bone marrow is compatible. She can be saved." Mo Zhaoyun said excitedly.

This time, Gong Wan’er really believed her. She was really happy, and when she woke up, she could not help but see that the moxa was alright.

She hugged her husband, her smile the brightest in days. It was the same for Mo Zhaoyun as well. When he heard the doctor say this, he was extremely happy.

At this time, Mo’s Father walked in. Originally, he came to visit his daughter-in-law, but did not expect that he would run into this scene of "celebration from all corners of the earth".

Hearing this, Gong Wan’er quickly let go of his husband and sat properly.

"Night, are you okay?" Mo’s Father asked.

"Very well, thank you Dad for your concern." Gong Wan’er replied obediently.

Suddenly, she thought about it. The three of them were here, and moxa was alone in the ward. She quickly pulled back the covers. Seeing that, Mo Zhaoyun stopped Gong Wan’er:

"What's wrong?"

"I'm going to see Mom." Gong Wan’er replied. Then, waving Mo Zhaoyun's hand, he got off the bed, put on his shoes and ran to moxa's ward.

Helpless, Mo Zhaoyun and the Mo’s Father could only follow them.

When he reached the ward of the moxa, he found that the moxa was still awake.

"Mom, that's great! Your illness can be cured! " Gong Wan’er said happily.

moxa smiled and nodded, then spoke out: "Evening, you fainted from taking care of me, it's so hard on you."

"Mom, you're saying that again!" Gong Wan’er rebuked.

At this moment, everyone was in an extremely good mood.

… ….

moxa's bone marrow transplant was scheduled for two days later.

When the lights of "in-surgery" lit up, Mo’s Father, Mo Zhaoyun and Gong Wan’er waited patiently outside the door. It was three hours later when the lights went out.

The doctor in surgical scrubs came out from the inside and slowly took off his mask. The three of them surrounded him.

"The operation was successful, but the postoperative reaction was to be observed." With that, the doctor left.

"Thank you, Doctor." The first to react was Gong Wan’er, and she shouted towards the doctor's back. Then, she felt someone holding her.

"Xiao'er, mom is fine." Mo Zhaoyun said while trembling.

"Yes, yes." Gong Wan’er responded to him. After a few seconds, she could feel the wetness on her shoulders.

This was how tears of joy went down his face.

A few hours later, moxa woke up.

"Mom, are you okay?" Gong Wan’er went over and asked.

Because he had just finished surgery, his body was still weak. moxa only nodded slightly, the corners of his mouth raised a little, as if he was smiling.

Gong Wan’er also smiled, then asked: "Mom, do you want to eat something?"

Seeing the moxa nod her head, Gong Wan’er took her bag and went out to buy lunch. When she came back, he even brought some nutriments, some for the moxa and some for Xuan Xuan. These past few days, Gong Wan’er had been busy with the moxa operation, and felt that she had neglected Xuan Xuan, so he wanted to compensate him.

After feeding the moxa lunch, Gong Wan’er entered Xuan Xuan's ward with the nutrition. However, what she saw was not Xuan Xuan, but another patient and a nurse.

"I'm sorry." Gong Wan’er scratched his head, "May I ask where is the patient from before?"

"The child?" the nurse asked.

Gong Wan’er nodded.

"He was discharged yesterday." The nurse continued.

Released? She actually didn't know about it!

Gong Wan’er thanked and walked out of the sickroom, sulking as he carried the nutrition back to the moxa.

At night, because Gong Wan’er had fainted previously, Mo’s Father insisted that she go home early. Thus, when Gong Wan’er arrived at his home, the clock's pointer pointed to the number 8.

"It's still early. They shouldn't be sleeping, right?" Gong Wan’er muttered to himself.

Thus, she carried her nutrition items out the door. After a few minutes, she stood in front of Xuan Xuan's door.

"Miss Chu, let me send some nourishment for Xuan Xuan."

"Miss Chu, congratulations to Xuan Xuan on leaving the hospital."

"Miss Chu, this is a little kindness."

Gong Wan’er pressed the doorbell. After a long while, no one came to the door.

Was the doorbell broken?

Then, Gong Wan’er knocked on the door. But still, no one came to open the door.

"Looks like no one is home." Gong Wan’er muttered and returned home.

When Mo Zhaoyun returned home, he had already been lying on the bed for a while.

"Summoning Yun, bring the nutrients on the table to Miss Chu tomorrow, for Xuan Xuan." Gong Wan’er said to his husband, but his eyes were still looking at the magazine in his hands.

Mo Zhaoyun took away his magazine and sat beside her, his face extremely close to her: "Wifey, when will you be able to be so concerned about your husband, hm?"

Gong Wan’er's face was filled with fear. She retreated backwards as Mo Zhaoyun pressed her forward.

"Summoning Yun, I was wrong." She had no choice but to beg for mercy.

"Too late."

Mo Zhaoyun took the opportunity to embrace Gong Wan’er. He rolled over on the bed, and then pressed her down below him.

Gong Wan’er had already realized what he wanted to do. Furthermore, she could feel the scorching heat coming from that piece of land.

He slowly lifted his hand from the bottom of his pajamas and quickly grabbed the little white rabbit. He gently massaged it and then covered Gong Wan’er's face with his warm lips.

"Wuuu, wuuuu, you haven't taken a bath yet..." Gong Wan’er made his last struggle.

"It's fine. I'm going to wash later anyway." With that, Mo Zhaoyun took off Gong Wan’er's pajamas.

A wolf that had starved for days would not let go of a fat lamb. This was the truth of the world. After he finished eating and cleaning up his wife, Mo Zhaoyun carried Gong Wan’er into the bathroom.

"You scoundrel!" The entire room was filled with Gong Wan’er's screams.

Afterwards, the two of them lay on the bed with each other, while Gong Wan’er was already half asleep.

"Evening, thank you." Mo Zhaoyun said gently.

"To the man who donated the marrow." Gong Wan’er said in a daze.

Only now did Mo Zhaoyun remember that he had ignored such an important person because he was too happy.

"Mm, I'll go and thank him tomorrow."

In the room, only Gong Wan’er's deep and shallow breathing could be heard, replying to him.

On the second day, Gong Wan’er dragged his "injured" body to the hospital, together with the "culprit" — Mo Zhaoyun.

Once Mo Zhaoyun and Gong Wan’er arrived at the hospital, they walked into the office of the main doctor of moxa.

"Doctor, who was the person who donated the bone marrow to my mother? I want to thank him in person. "

"This..." The doctor was a little troubled. "That man specifically said not to let you know who he is, because he didn't want to see the kind of gratitude that comes and goes. Now, many people are like this, doing good deeds and not leaving their names behind. "

"But he saved my mother's life." Mo Zhaoyun insisted, the last few words accentuating his words.

"Yeah, we want to thank him in person." Gong Wan’er echoed from the side.

"Mr. Mo, don't make things difficult for us, we have to respect his wishes." The doctor was unwilling to compromise.

No matter what Mo Zhaoyun said, the doctor did not tell him, so they could only leave the office.

In the following days, moxa's body and new bone marrow did not produce any repulsive reactions, so moxa recovered very quickly. Even the doctors were lamenting that moxa was the fastest patient to recover.

Thus, after a few days, Mo Zhaoyun completed the discharge procedures for moxa. Before he left, moxa looked around the ward and left without looking back.

After sending moxa back home, Gong Wan’er and Mo Zhaoyun were left behind to eat dinner. Of course, it was Gong Wan’er's chief chef.

About an hour later, the dishes were served and everyone sat down.

"Mom, congratulations on your recovery." Gong Wan’er first raised his blanket and used a drink to toast moxa.

moxa laughed, a smile blossoming on her face. On the dining table that was full of cheers and laughter, unexpectedly, there was an interlude.

"Xiao'er, did the thing you said last time still count?" Halfway through, moxa put down her chopsticks, looked at Gong Wan’er and asked.

"Huh?" Suddenly, when she was asked this question, Gong Wan’er's hands trembled and the meat on the chopsticks fell to the ground with a "sou" sound.