He ordered the doctor next to him, and the person next to him agreed to contact him at any time if he had any questions, so he followed the three people downstairs.
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Near the hospital, there is a family that specializes in making ingredients, which is also for the convenience of patients, claiming to be without additives. Leng Yunlin found a quiet private room, with the family of three and Mo Shaochen opposite him, and four of them sat at the same table.
The dishes were served soon, Leng Yunlin ignored Mo Shaochen opposite him, first brought Mu Qingyu's bowl and served her a bowl of wolfberry chicken soup. Then, he picked up a chopstick for Mu Shangen to chicken soup.
Mushangen blinked his eyes with big chicken legs: "Thank you, Uncle Leng."
"What are you grateful for? Have a meal quickly." Leng Yunlin looked at Mo Shaochen opposite him again. He still didn't move his chopsticks, but he didn't look at them. He just kept looking at the direction of the hospital outside the window, as if he was worried about something.
His mother and adoptive father have passed away now, only his father is the elder. Even if he had any hatred, he has only deep concerns left.
Seeing his expression, Leng Yunlin and Mu Qingyu were not easy to persuade, so they could only sit aside. The guests did not move their chopsticks and they were embarrassed to eat. At this time, Mu Shangen asked:
Dad, don't you eat?"
Mo Shaochen's bloodshot eyes looked at him and smiled: "Dad is not hungry."
"Lie! I just heard my father's stomach screaming." Mushangen immediately blew it up.
Before persuading, Mu Qingyu held Leng Yunlin's hand tightly and then said, "Brother-in-law, you should eat a little at least. Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about it for your father. Taking care of your father is a hard work.
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Mo Shaochen raised his head and looked at her deeply. If it weren't for his mistake back then, Mu Qingyu would be his wife now, and they still have cute children.
Thinking of this, Mo Shaochen could only sigh deeply. No matter how much he had, now, the most important thing was his father.
"I understand." Although he felt a little worried, he picked up the chopsticks and ate a bite of the dish, which was as good as chewing wax.
"Dad, eat more." Mushangen picked up a chopstick dish for him. When Mo Shaochen saw his sensible son next to him, he felt even more mixed.
However, Mu Shangen's eyes rolled, and he picked up a bigger chopstick dish for Leng Yunlin - another big chicken leg, and went to his bowl, "Uncle Leng, eat."
"Little devil!" Leng Yunlin pinched his little face, "Why don't you pick up food for your mother?"
"Because Uncle Leng will give it to his mother." Mushangen was so sensual, and he laughed and pleased him.
Looking at their harmonious appearance, Mo Shaochen felt even more like a thorn in his throat. He lowered his head and tried hard to pick up the dishes in the bowl. He never picked up any more except the chopsticks that Eunen picked up for him.
I had a little food, but I just ate the white rice.
However, the three of them ignored these. Mu Qingyu had never had time to eat in her bowl. Leng Yunlin had read the book and probably knew what to eat for her. He had waited for her to eat.
He started to move his chopsticks. I have to say that if you want to love your wife, Leng Yunlin is definitely the best.
At one meal, Leng Yunlin and the other two had a lot of food, but Mo Shaochen felt uncomfortable.