"I'll finish your pulse first." Chu Yunyao clasped his hand, and his fingertips caught his pulse, "It's such a coincidence, I don't want to see you, if it weren't for Ling Yuan, you think I'd be willing to come?" ”

Mo Lingyuan and Mo Zhongtian completely broke up, and Chu Yunyao knew more or less about it through the mouths of Duan Changyu and Mu Qing.

Although Mo Zhongtian was extremely unkind to see himself, he was very good to Mo Lingyuan.

Despite the southern and northern wars, he still took Mo Lingyuan with him and taught him carefully, from the perspective of his father alone, among the several children, Mo Zhongtian was undoubtedly the best for Mo Lingyuan.

He has always cultivated Mo Lingyuan as the heir of the Mo family.

It's just that something happened later, so that there was a gap between father and son after all.

Later, she and her unborn child fell to the bottom of the cliff, and Mo Lingyuan put Mo Zhongtian under house arrest in this mansion.

A man is dying, and his words are good.

It's time to write off the past.

Although Mo Lingyuan had a little hatred for Mo Zhongtian in his heart, he didn't want Mo Zhongtian to die like this after all.

Mo Zhongtian was so angry by Chu Yunyao's words that he couldn't wait to get up from the bed, and he tried hard to withdraw his hand.

However, he had already suffered a stroke, and his body had already become weak and an old man in his last years, and Chu Yunyao held him down tightly, and Mo Zhongtian couldn't move.

After taking the pulse, Chu Yunyao frowned, let go of his fingers, and looked at Mo Lingyuan: "I'll wait for you outside." ”

Mo Lingyuan nodded his head.

Chu Yunyao stood at the door, listening to the movement inside.

After a long groan, he heard Mo Zhongtian sigh, "You are finally willing to see me?" ”

Mo Lingyuan: "......"

Mo Zhongtian looked at Mo Lingyuan, and suddenly burst into tears: "It's okay if I'm dead, Jinyu, this kid is lonely, I just happened to accompany him." ”

Mo Lingyuan bit his lip tightly, but still didn't say anything.

There was dead silence in the bedroom again.

Mo Zhongtian spoke again, his voice low, "I want to apologize to Wan'er, after I die, you can bury me and her together." ”

Mo Lingyuan's thin lips moved: "My mother said before she died, I don't want to meet you again in the next life, so it's better not to disturb her." ”

Mo Zhongtian seemed to fall into despair: "Don't you even want to give me a chance to repent?" ”

Mo Lingyuan stared at him fixedly for a few seconds, then turned around and walked out.

Chu Yunyao was waiting at the door, heard footsteps, raised his eyes to look at him, and saw that his face was gloomy and a little lost, so he hurriedly supported him and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?" ”

Mo Lingyuan was in a trance for a moment, lowered his eyes to look at her, and lowered his voice: "How is he?" ”

"It's not very good." Chu Yunyao shook his head: "I am old, I have had a stroke again, and the old diseases in my early years have recurred, and I have reached the point where I am in my last years. ”

You may choke at any moment.

Mo Lingyuan's throat choked, and his heart was suffocated, "How long is there?" ”

"If it's slow, it can drag on for more than half a year, and if it's fast, it's only a month or two." Chu Yunyao was a little unbearable, and didn't know how to comfort him: "If you can't bear him, stay here for a while and accompany him, even if it is to repay him for his kindness to you in the past." ”

People are not grass and trees, they are as powerful as Mo Lingyuan, and they can't withstand the death of their relatives one after another.

Mo Lingyuan clenched Chu Yunyao's hand: "You stay and accompany me, okay?" ”

"Okay." Chu Yunyao agreed and ordered someone to go to the house to pick up the nurse......

When I went downstairs, I saw three young aunts and wives playing with An An.

Mo Lingyuan walked over side by side with Chu Yunyao behind him, stood in front of several people, and asked abruptly, "How old are you this year?" ”