Mr. Mo invited the best doctors in the world and received the best medical treatment, but it was useless, and everyone said that she would only be two years.

Two years later, he was only eighteen years old.

Eighteen years old is the most beautiful youth, a golden age, full of infinite youthful strength, but what awaits her is ...... How can it not be sad, not a pity.

As long as his sister wants it, as long as she likes it, Mr. Mo will be satisfied with her.

The girl does not yet know what awaits her eighteen-year-old.

She looked forward to the future, and when she talked to her in the afternoon, she heard herself say that she was a swimmer, and immediately happily asked Mr. Mo, brother, can I go to see the competition?

After hearing a lot of time, Lu Yanchen stretched out his hand and hugged her in his arms, and said lightly: "Now that medicine is becoming more and more developed, in the past two years, maybe we can find a way to treat her?" ”

"Hope." Time sighed, then looked at Lu Yanchen embarrassedly and said, "When Mr. Mo asked me for help today, I also made a small exchange with someone. Now that I think about it, I'm not kind. You said I should cancel the terms of this exchange. ”

Lu Yanchen asked her, "What did you exchange?" ”

Time muttered two sentences, leaned into Lu Yanchen's ear, and said a word very quietly.

Lu Yanchen raised his eyebrows and replied lightly: "No need to cancel, that Mr. Mo, since he promised you, he will not break his promise." ”

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When Mr. Mo saw the time for the first time, he knew that his sister would like her very much.

In the past, when my sister was not sick, she smiled so sunny and bright, of course, there are many girls who smile brightly and sunny, but only she is the most similar to her sister, when he saw her laughing that day, he thought he saw his sister at that moment.

But at that time, he didn't expect that his sister would like her and that Miss Wang so much.

My sister wants to see them, she wants to have a pleasant chat with them, and if she can, if she allows, she will definitely want to go out shopping and play with them.

When Wang Caichun went downstairs, she saw Mr. Mo rubbing her temples with her fingers, and she immediately walked over and asked with concern: "Mr. Mo, are you okay?" ”

Mr. Mo raised his eyes and looked at Wang Caichun and shook his head gently.

"How long will it take for the time to come down? I'll make you tea. ”

"Thank you."

"No thanks, you should rarely drink Chinese kung fu tea abroad, I'll make you an authentic Chinese kung fu tea today."

Wang Caichun prepared things, and when he came out again, he found that Chu Mubei didn't know when he came down, and he was talking to Mr. Mo.

Seeing Wang Caichun coming out with something, Chu Mubei hooked his lips with a smile and said, "Yo, I can't see it, you can actually make tea, if I'm not mistaken, you'd better be lazy." ”

Wang Caichun seemed to smash the tea tray in his hand on this guy.

She ignored him and smiled at Mr. Mo: "Mr. Mo, do you like to drink black tea, or Pu'er?" ”

Mr. Mo glanced at Chu Mubei lightly, then looked at Wang Caichun and said, "Just call me by my English name, or Mo." ”

"Namo, do you want a cup of Pu'er?" Wang Caichun smiled and asked, "The one I know best at soaking is Pu'er." ”

Mr. Mo nodded lightly.

Chu Mubei looked at her coldly, and secretly scolded the pig in annoyance: "......"