Panting and stopping on the side of the road, Jiao Yang weakly lowered the loudspeaker in his hand.
"Mr. Jiao, who was the name you called just now?"
"Is she your girlfriend?"
"Can you talk?"
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Countless reporters rushed over and slapped him fiercely. Countless microphones and recorders... stretched out and pointed them at him.
There were people all around, so many people were surrounding him and looking at him.
However, Jiao Yang only felt that the world was so empty, as if he was the only one between heaven and earth.
He is so lonely.
The security guard chased him, and his assistant also chased him and rescued him from the reporters. During the whole process, Jiao Yang just said nothing.
"Mr. Jiao, are you okay?"
Su Yang asked as he drove the car into the fast lane.
In the back seat, Jiao Yang and Ben didn't hear his voice. He just looked sideways out of the car window, watching the street lights quickly passing by him. He stretched out his fingers as if he wanted to grab something, but only
Catch the void.
After being at ATV for so long, this was the first time Su Yang had seen him look so lost.
It makes people feel sad to see him like that.
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Mo Bei jumped out of the taxi, threw down a whole bill, jumped out of the car, and rushed into the emergency room.
Outside the emergency room, Mo Wen and several of his men were waiting nervously. When he heard her footsteps, Mo Wen immediately strode towards her.
"Xiao Bei."
"How is Dad?" Mo Bei asked nervously.
"Rescue." Mo Wen's voice was dry and hoarse, and his eyes were obviously bloodshot.
"How could this happen?" Mo Bei held Mo Wen's arm, "Dad, hasn't he always been in good health?"
"It's cirrhosis of the liver. It was discovered last year. My godfather never told you." Mo Wen whispered.
"What?" Mo Bei couldn't believe his ears, "It's impossible, you lied to me!"
How can it be?
That person, wasn't that person always strong? How could he get such a serious disease?
"Xiao Bei!" Mo Wen hugged her gently, "I'm sorry, I found many doctors for him, but... I found it too late."
"Brother." Mo Bei raised his face from his arms, "He won't die, right?"
Mo Wen took a deep breath, "Xiao Bei..."
"He won't die, right? Tell me!" Mo Bei interrupted.
"Yes!" Mo Wen tried hard to control his emotions, "The doctor will cure him, he will."
Bang!
The door to the emergency room was suddenly opened.
"doctor!"
Mo Wen, Mo Bei and others immediately rushed over to greet the doctor who came out.
"Who is Mo Bei?" the doctor asked.
"I am, how is my father?" Mo Bei asked anxiously.
The doctor shook his head slightly and said, "Go in, he has something to say to you."
"Doctor!" Mo Bei grabbed his wrist, "Tell me, how is he?"
"I'm sorry, we have tried our best, but his internal bleeding is very serious and there is nothing we can do..."
"Nonsense!" Mo Bei growled, and his hand tightened on his wrist, "You can save him, you can..."
"I'm so sorry." The doctor also understood her mood and just apologized gently, not getting angry because of her rudeness.
At this time, the nurses and other doctors inside also came out one after another.
"Don't leave!" Mo Bei stopped them urgently, "Save him, hurry up, it doesn't matter how much money you have, as long as you can save him..."
