Chu Yunyao and Mo Lingwei carried Xiu'er to the Governor's Mansion, and when they heard that several people were coming, Mo Jinyu greeted them at the door early.
Qin Zhirou followed Mo Jinyu's side, her hair was combed neatly, her clothes were clean, and she was holding a hand-sewn doll in her hand. When she saw Xiu'er, she instantly showed a weird and weird smile.
Xiu'er was not afraid, and excitedly stretched out her hand to Mo Jinyu, grinning and showing two white gums, and called, "Uncle, uncle."
Mo Jinyu took Xiu'er, hugged her in his arms, with smiles on his gentle brows, and kissed Xiu'er's forehead, "Xiu'er is getting heavier, uncle can hardly hold her anymore."
Chu Yunyao carefully looked at Mo Jinyu who hadn't seen him for more than half a month, and saw that he was getting thinner and thinner, the clothes that originally fitted him were a little empty, and his handsome face was sunken. There was exhaustion in his pale face, and there was no trace of blood on his lips.
Mo Jinyu was originally a gentle person, and her health was not good. It must be too much for her to take care of two patients at once.
Mo Zhongtian is also a person who doesn't listen well, Qin Zhirou is also a madman, if he puts it on anyone, he will probably collapse, and Mo Jinyu, apart from his bad complexion and his poor health, doesn't seem to have the slightest bit of boredom or dissatisfaction. The emotion of patience.
Mo Lingwei asked: "How is the father?"
Mo Jinyu smiled softly, his voice was like pearls and jade: "Father is much better."
Chu Yunyao directed the butler to lead the way: "Today, Ling Wei and I came here to check your body. When the time comes, we will go to the dungeon to find a heart that matches you. After your body is recuperated to the best condition, we will talk to Ling Wei again." Wei will perform a heart transplant for you."
Mo Lingwei supported Mo Jinyu who was walking unsteadily while holding Xiu'er in his arms: "Second brother, my sister-in-law said that if someone else's heart is transplanted to you, the most feared thing is rejection, but my sister-in-law said that she is 80% sure of the success of the operation." , the remaining 20%, as long as there are no accidents, you can live like a normal person."
Mo Jinyu's face was neither sad nor happy, "I'm sorry for you and sister-in-law."
Chu Yunyao said softly: "Don't thank me too early, it's hard to find a matching heart, if you can't find it, it will be a waste of work."
In the infirmary, Chu Yunyao took Xiu'er and handed it to Mo Lingwei, ordered Mo Jinyu to lie on the bed, tore off the shirt on his chest, and began to examine him.
Qin Zhirou rushed in suddenly, stood in front of Chu Yunyao, and beat her chest desperately: "I have it, I have it."
Chu Yunyao didn't like her at all, so she ordered the guards behind her: "Pull her away."
The guard was about to pull Qin Zhirou away, but Qin Zhirou desperately patted the guard's hand away, and said to Chu Yunyao, "My heart, I have it."
She turned around and pointed at Mo Jinyu: "My heart is for him, and my heart is for him."
Mo Jinyu's eyes turned red instantly, and he hugged Qin Zhirou: "Mother, I won't use your heart, people can't live without a heart."
Mo Lingwei pulled Qin Zhirou away: "Ma'am, you have to match for a heart transplant. Come here first, don't disturb sister-in-law."
Qin Zhirou was pulled out of the door by the guards.
Chu Yunyao stared at Qin Zhirou's back, and asked Mo Jinyu, "Has she regained some sanity?"
Otherwise, how could he understand what they were saying and propose to give Mo Jinyu his heart?
Mo Jinyu looked surprised, shook his head and said: "It seems not. When I was feeding her this morning, she accidentally knocked over the soup in the bowl and spilled it all over my hand."
Mo Jinyu stroked the back of Tang's scalded hand, and instinctively denied it: "Although she has evil intentions, she loves me very much and will not deliberately embarrass me."