"I want you to go back to country M, but since I promised that stupid woman to let you stand up, I will definitely do it. This contains DQ's improved No. 1 neurotonin, which is specially designed for the recovery of people who have lost their ability to move for a long time.
Mobility, combined with post-surgery radiotherapy, you may be able to stand up soon."
After Qi Mingye finished speaking, his dangerous eyes narrowed, "I'm waiting for the day when you can compete with me, but I think you may not have this opportunity yet..."
The stalwart figure stood up from the chair, glanced at Mo Ran's cold face, smiled coldly, turned around and walked towards the door.
He had almost treated the astrocytoma, but there was no guarantee that it would not recur. Maybe within a year, Mo Ran would be back in the operating room again. A person who was always dealing with the King of Hell was not qualified to be his opponent.
"etc!"
Just when Qi Mingye was about to step out of the reception room, Mo Ran, who had been staring at the file bag on the table, suddenly spoke.
Qi Mingye paused but did not look back.
Mo Ran rolled the wheelchair with his hands, turned around slowly, looked at Qi Mingye's back, and pondered for a second, "Do you love her?"
"Don't you think it's ridiculous to discuss this issue with me?" Qi Mingye sneered, "When did I even need to report my private life to you?"
"Is it her that you care about, or is it just the child in her belly?"
Mo Ran's eyes were sharp as he looked at Qi Mingye who finally turned around.
Qi Mingye frowned slightly, showing a hint of displeasure. He curled his lips coldly, wanting to make a joke. When he met Mo Ran's calm gaze, his pupils narrowed and he finally said, "You think I want a child?
Need to wait until today?”
"..."
Mo Ran's eyes flickered for a moment, and finally he made up his mind, "Many things happened in her past that you can't imagine. If you dig out carefully, you may have unexpected surprises. Be nice to her. She doesn't owe you anything."
…”
"What do you mean, what do you want to say?"
Qi Mingye was impatient and said in a cold tone, "Want to show off to me how well you know her?"
"Is this necessary?" Mo Ran sneered.
Qi Mingye: "..."
There is indeed no need. Now he is the biggest winner. Not only his legs, but also his life are in his hands. Talking fast will do him no good.
His tone seemed to be reminding him of something, but Qi Mingye really couldn't imagine his intention.
"Perhaps I shouldn't be the one to tell you, be nice to Qianqian. One day you will find that what you have always dreamed of may already exist and is within your reach."
Gu Yuanbao was raised by Mo Ran since he was a child. Others might not be able to see the similarities between Yuanbao and Qi Mingye, but Mo Ran could see it at a glance.
At first, he thought it was his illusion. After all, there were too many similar people in this world. Gu Qianqian didn't know Qi Mingye five years ago, so how could he be related to this god of death.
But the more times he came into contact with Qi Mingye, the more uncertain Mo Ran became.
In the end, he couldn't deceive himself. He had to admit that Qi Mingye was more than a little similar to Yuan Bao, especially the identical handsome faces...
If his guess is correct, Qi Mingye may be Gu Yuanbao's biological father.
"Don't get me wrong, I never wanted to help you, I was just doing what I should do."
