After finishing his exchange with Mrs. Halder, Ronan went downstairs to have breakfast.
Before he finished eating, Mr. Bai sent a message through Liuer: "Ma Mingcai's scheduled treatment has been cancelled."
This is normal. I already know the identities of several people in the world. If they can come to my door again, apart from other things, it seems that Ms. Ma Mingcai's will and quality do not need to use "parasitic symbiosis technology" or "sea blue flower" or the like.
Supported.
"If you don't come, don't come." Ronan wrote back to Mr. Bai while drinking porridge, "They also know something about the situation, and they are probably regretting it. It seems that they won't be able to drink Mr. Bai's good tea today."
Mr. Bai quickly replied, still in voice: "Why can't we delay drinking tea because of her Ma Mingcai? Come anytime if you want to drink tea. We haven't had long conversations since April. It can't be because your 'dream method' is better than my good one now."
If there are too many, I feel that the old man is worthless and he doesn’t even bother to come to the door.”
"How can that not be possible? Yesterday I told Brother Zhugan about when he would come to visit me."
While replying, Ronan secretly wondered that Mr. Bai was casual and often joked with others, but he rarely bullied people like this. It wouldn't have ended well if he didn't come to visit him.
"Then come, you don't need to bring a bamboo pole. I've been sneezing every day during this period, and it's probably because of him nagging me behind my back... It depends on when you are free. It's just the two of us. We happen to have some problems with 'dreaming', so I think
Ask for advice, ask for advice.”
Ronan raised his eyebrows. At this moment, he had several thoughts in his mind, but without any hesitation, he replied briefly:
"Okay, I'll be free in the morning. Is it still ten o'clock?"
Ten o'clock in the morning was the time Ma Mingcai made an appointment for treatment last night.
Mr. Bai quickly replied: "Okay, I'll be treated at Ren'ai Hospital too. The scene is quite suitable."
Is it appropriate?
Ronan's expectations became clearer, and by this time, breakfast was almost over.
At the dinner table, Moya had been sending and receiving messages. At this time, she raised her hand with a loud voice: "I'm going to work. Ruiwen, are you still following me?"
"Okay." Ruiwen agreed very happily.
"The BHD group has a commercial performance today, and there will be no one to play with you there."
"Oh." Ruiwen didn't care at all.
Ronan also turned around at this time and gave Raven a wink, telling her not to act like a bodyguard... although in fact it was almost the same.
Moya's condition has been terrifyingly stable these two days, and she talks and laughs calmly at home. She probably hasn't contacted Tang Yi, and is just living freely in the work and social circles in Xia City. If Ronan hadn't been able to see into her most secret mood swings,
I really thought nothing happened.
On the other side, Tang Yi on the Chuncheng side has also maintained a super-awake state for nearly 100 hours. It seems that it will last forever. I really doubt that she will die suddenly at any second. But that person's condition is also very stable——
No matter what kind of stability it is, Ronan thinks it's better to end it as soon as possible.
So he also raised his hand to report to the elders: "I also have to go out in the morning. At noon, we can handle it separately. I have a place to eat."
Ms. Luo Shuqing was basically indifferent to this, and just asked habitually: "What about tonight?"
"Let's talk about it then."
Ronan responded without sincerity, finished breakfast in a hurry, went upstairs to clean up the room, read some information compiled by Aunt Kui, and at the same time observed the status of those "dream-infected people" in the spiritual ocean. These are quite time-consuming, wait.
When he went downstairs to go out, it was already half past nine.
On working days, everyone goes to work and goes to school... huh?
Today, as the head of the family, Mo Haihang did not go to work, but sat on the sofa in the living room.
Seeing Ronan walking down, he smiled and said hello: "Okay, you didn't go around today, but we bumped into each other, let's talk?"
Ronan was stunned.
Mo Haihang added: "By the way, you have an appointment in the morning. When is it? Where are you going?"
"Ten o'clock, Renai Hospital."
"Not feeling well?"
"No, I discussed the matter with a senior. Professor Bai from Renai Hospital, whom you have met, treated me last year."
"Hmm, I have an impression." Mo Haihang looked at his watch, "Ren'ai Hospital is also in the Nader District. I will send you there. There should be enough time."
Ronan blinked: "Uncle, you won't go to work today?"
"At your age, it's okay to have a cock once in a while."
What else could Ronan say?
The two of them got into the car and merged into the off-peak traffic.
Mo Haihang was indeed chatting. While driving, he talked about Mo Peng, saying that this guy's social circle has expanded and his social level has improved. However, new friends are mixed, which may not be a blessing, and he may be in trouble in the future. He also talked about Mo Ya, saying that she manages
The business is still a bit difficult, and my style is rational and willful, but now I am gradually finding some fun.
He also talked about himself, saying that he was about to leave front-line work at SCA, and would probably be worshiped as a Bodhisattva in the future. The situation of his aunt Luo Shuqing was similar, and the two of them could consider early retirement and so on.
besides……
Before Mo Haihang could say anything more, Ronan surrendered: "Uncle, tell me what you have to say. What can't we say as a family?"
Mo Haihang laughed: "What are you guilty of? Did you do something sorry for us?"
"That's not the case."
"Yeah, you didn't do it. If there are any problems, it's not your responsibility. You always keep it in mind. What's the point?"
"Well……"
"You think I want to talk about Moya?"
Ever since the exchange in the living room, Ronan had had this expectation in his mind, but when Mo Haihang said it directly, his heart still skipped a beat.
"You know?"
"I have no idea."
"ha?"
"When she's in a good mood, she'll run around outside, and she's so tired that she can't even open her eyes. When she's in a bad mood, she'll lie down at home, and her voice is very loud. So you can tell there's something wrong at a glance. As for the specifics,
What...is it related to life safety?"
"This, that's not the case."
"That's good. I think it's a relationship experience, with her girlfriend?"
Ronan looked horrified.
Mo Haihang sneered: "Mo Ya is seven years older than you. Before you started to toss about the 'format theory', she was already tossing about her love life. After so many years, she has not made any progress."
"Uncle..."
"I am a father, and I have taken care of it. It was Hae Kyung in the beginning, right? You can take care of it in the open, but it is useless. In those few years, the family was in chaos, you know. Later, I wanted to
Intervene, but I don’t have the courage.”
Mo Haihang held the steering wheel and looked forward: "In the final analysis, I still prefer the atmosphere at home before Moya was fifteen or sixteen years old. However, after those years of hard work, I can never go back."
Ronan tried to respond: "I think...it's pretty good now, right?"
"It turned out okay. But I'm afraid you don't quite understand the feeling of a father who has dreamed of an ideal life for sixteen years and then collapsed and reorganized at that moment."