Chapter 427

When I woke up at the beginning of the day, my eyes were dazzling white.

She closed her eyes again, her thick curly eyelashes a little wet.

It seems that I had a long dream and almost couldn't wake up.

She felt a little cold, and her hands were as cold as ice.

"Are you awake?"

There seems to be a familiar male voice in her ear, which slowly pulls her consciousness back to reality.

After getting familiar with the indoor light, I opened my eyes at the beginning of this time. I just felt that my eyes were sour and astringent. I would like to rub my eyes with the back of my hand to ease the discomfort.

But when she raised her arm, there was a warm palm around her, holding her hand. The hot temperature seemed to melt the ice and snow in the world. Only then did she feel that her hand would slowly return to the temperature.

"You're still infusing. Don't move."

Mo Yuhan pressed his hands at the beginning of the day and tucked the quilt over her.

At the beginning of the time, she pursed her lips and opened her eyes to stare at the top.

No wonder she felt cold. It was infusion.

When she was conscious, she looked at Mo Yuhan, who was rich and graceful beside her. She seemed to have dug a big hole in her heart. The cold wind kept pouring into it, which made her gasping for breath.

"Liu Yingren, how is she now? Where is she? I want to go and find her."

The first thing I want to do when I wake up at the beginning of the day is to go to Liu Ying. I didn't want to struggle to get up, but I was pressed by Mo Yuhan. "She's OK. You should lie down in such a situation."

Mo Yuhan saw that her face was as white as paper, and her eyes were covered with a glittering light. Those words that should not be said were pressed in her heart and did not mention it to her. In her present appearance, if she really said it, it would only make her more miserable.

At the beginning of the day, although she believed that Mo Yuhan would not cheat her, she was really hard to believe that under such circumstances, Liu Ying could be safe and sound. She was still flustered. She clasped Mo Yuhan's big palm with her back hand and earnestly said, "let me have a look at her. As long as I confirm that she is safe and sound, I can be at ease."

At the beginning of the day, when she closed her eyes, she could think of the shocking scene. If she had not seen for real, otherwise she would have been very uneasy in her heart.

"Don't you believe me?"

Mo Yuhan held her hand tightly, his eyes were like a torch, and his expression was serious.

At the beginning of the mood calm down, with the breath to adjust their emotions, drooping eyes, looking at the white dazzling sheet, the lips pursed into a straight line, "I worry about her, if not because of me, she would not be..."

If something goes wrong with Liu Ying, she will feel uneasy in her heart.

"This matter has nothing to do with you. You don't have to blame yourself. If you really want to blame, it's all on me." Mo Yuhan clenched her slender palm in her hand, for fear that she was like a wisp of green smoke disappearing with the wind. Even if she held it again, she was afraid that she could not hold it.

"Yuhan, let me meet her. I want to know how she is now, even if I have a look at it." There was a hint of entreaty in her words, and the other hand was already lifting the quilt.

"She is still resting now. You will disturb her if you are so rash in the past. What's more, she has a lot of people on guard there now, and you, a patient, have been in trouble in the past."

Mo Yuhan's words dispelled the idea of getting out of the hospital bed at the beginning. She has just woken up and is still taking some drops. In this case, she still avoids walking around again.

At the beginning of the day, Mo Yuhan helped her adjust the position of her pillow so that she could have a good rest. After leaning against the pillow, she remembered something. Her face turned white and her lips were bloodless. She asked in a low voice. "Yuhan, her child Are you all right? "

"Don't think about it. Now what do you want to eat? I'll have someone prepare it."

"Yu Han, Liu Ying's child, isn't it..."

If it's OK, how can Mo Yuhan change the topic.

In addition, his eyes flashed a little wrong look, and she was more able to confirm the conjecture in her heart.

"They are still young."

I still can't hide it.

At the beginning of her heart, she was suddenly shivering with cold. Her throat seemed to be choked by something. She was so sour that she could not stop tears flowing out of her eyes.

During this time, she stayed with Liu Ying to exchange the daily and mood of pregnancy. She was also full of expectations for each other's children. She also knew what that child meant to Liu Ying.

Under such circumstances, she was stubborn and insisted on keeping the child, so that she could sacrifice everything for the sake of the child. However, it was very difficult for her and Xiao Hua to make a good result. However, when she and Xiao Hua wanted to achieve a positive result, such a thing happened, which was a great blow to both families.

Mo Yuhan couldn't bear to blame herself like this. He hugged her body and let his head gently lean on her shoulder. "Those who hurt you, I will definitely let them pay the price."

Mo Yuhan called the doctor to check on Shichu. Aunt Xia and Tan Lin also rushed to the hospital to take care of Shichu. At the beginning of the day, they brought her some delicately cooked food and soup.……

Mo Yuhan tracked down the incident of his elder brother, collected the evidence about Mo Chenghua's crime, and found out the person who was bribed to drive to hit Bai Cen. He did not hesitate to take Mo Chenghua to court, which can be regarded as an account for the elder brother's family.

He dealt with this matter with great vigour and vigour. After the verdict came out, he pleaded with Mrs. mo. he thought that the old lady must have suffered a blow when she heard about this. But unexpectedly, she was much calmer than Mo Yuhan had imagined, as if she had expected it to be today.

Old lady Mo is very old, sitting on the chair carved from Sandalwood, her eyes closed, showing a little tired. The smoke curling from the room soothes her nerves. The old lady's withered hands slowly gather a string of polished and smooth Buddha beads.

"I still remember that when I was young, your second brother's character was a little competitive and unwilling to be backward. Therefore, he put in more efforts than your elder brother and wanted to get more affirmation. However, his talent was far less than that of your elder brother, and his talent was less than one third of that of his in both study and business management."

"In fact, it's also my fault. At that time, I was ill, but he was born prematurely. That's why he was so. Although I feel guilty, I try my best to make up for it, but I still can't change it."

Mrs. Mo's voice is light. When she mentions the past, she seems to be in front of her eyes. Her heart is full of emotion, but she also has a little bit of self blame. After all, as a mother, she can not help but take the responsibility to herself. She has a few helplessness and even more sorrow.