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Chapter 382 Your Son

After leaving the Huo family's old house, Mu Qian hurried to the apartment address reported by Yao Qi.

Yao Qi personally guarded the downstairs of the apartment. After meeting Mu Qian, he didn't ask any questions and simply explained: "There is only one entrance and exit on the ground floor of the apartment. There is an underground parking lot, but there is only one entrance and exit, so we must guard it."

It’s still very easy, and you should be able to follow whoever you want.”

Mu Qian made an "OK" gesture, and then said: "It's getting late, you should go back and rest early."

Yao Qi nodded and turned around to leave.

When the two cars were about to pass by, Mu Qianyang threw a pack of cigarettes into Yao Qi's car: "Thank you!"

Yao Qi raised his eyebrows, put the cigarette calmly into his pocket, and drove away.

Mu Qian's next task is still to wait.

This wait lasted three days.

Ye Jinfan never showed up, and neither did Ye Xi.

Wu Hao couldn't sit still and couldn't help but said to Mu Qian: "Madam, could it be here?"

However, Mu Qian still stared closely at the entrance and exit of the apartment and said in a hoarse voice: "I believe Yao Qi."

Like God's deliberate arrangement, Mu Qian's faith finally paid off this afternoon.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, a middle-aged woman walked out of the apartment building. When his eyes fell on her, Mu Qian's eyes suddenly froze.

After a while, Mu Qian said to Wu Hao: "That person, ask someone to follow her and see where she goes."

Wu Hao followed her gaze and was slightly surprised when he saw it, "That woman?"

"Yes." Mu Qian replied firmly.

In the middle of the night, when she took a quick glance in front of Jiang Yiren's villa, she remembered a total of three faces in her mind - Ye Xi, and the two people who covered her lips and pulled her back into the darkness.

And she clearly remembered that this middle-aged woman was one of them.

The woman in front of him was about to take a taxi and leave. Wu Hao didn't hesitate, quickly picked up the phone and gave instructions.

After the woman left, everything returned to calm. Mu Qian was still sitting quietly in the car, staring at the apartment.

That night, in addition to the driver and the woman, there was another middle-aged man in the car.

Obviously, that man is like a housekeeper, and this woman is a nanny. These people are not only the ones who take care of Ye Xi, but they are also the ones who monitor and control her.

It is precisely because of this that every move they make should be related to Ye Xi.

And such a woman is more than enough for Wu Hao's men to follow her.

Mu Qian was still waiting under the apartment, waiting quietly.

About two hours later, the woman returned to the apartment with a paper bag in her hand.

Mu Qian looked through the telescope and saw the logo on the paper bag - Union Hospital.

At the same time, someone under Wu Hao sent a report: "Madam, that woman went to Union Hospital. After meeting an expert at the neurosurgery department, she came back with some medicine."

Neurosurgery, experts, medicine...

Mu Qian memorized these keywords in his mind and stayed still for a long time.

In the evening, Ye Jinfan's car, which had not been seen for a long time, suddenly appeared outside the apartment and drove into the underground parking lot of the apartment.

About an hour later, Ye Jinfan's car left the apartment again.

It can be said that it comes in a hurry and goes in a hurry.

Mu Qian watched quietly, and a guess gradually took shape in his mind.

"What would you do if someone you care about gets sick?" Mu Qian asked Wu Hao.

Wu Hao paused and said, "Of course I will send her to the hospital to see a doctor."

"What if she refuses to go to the hospital?"

Wu Hao suddenly thought of the medicine bag in the middle-aged woman's hand just now, and said slowly: "Then... buy the medicine and give it to her."

"What if she doesn't even want to take the medicine?"

Wu Hao frowned, and then said: "We can't let her go. At the critical moment, she will be taken to the hospital with coercion, inducement, or even kidnapping."

After hearing this, Mu Qian slowly exhaled.



Anren Hospital, a famous high-end private hospital in Tongcheng, is home to elites and numerous famous national players.

Unlike the hustle and bustle of patients in public hospitals, there are not many patients in Anren Hospital. They come and go in an orderly manner, quiet and peaceful.

In the spacious and empty corridor of the doctor's office, a young woman's figure, escorted by two middle-aged men, a man and a woman, walked into the office of a famous neurosurgery expert.

Everything is in order.

After detailed questioning and diagnosis, the silent young woman was sent to the radiology department for examination.

The man and woman were still blocked outside the radiation treatment room. The moment the young woman entered, the middle-aged man still glanced into the treatment room.

One of the two doctors stepped forward to help the young woman, the other was preparing instruments, and a nurse stood in the corner arranging some instruments.

The heavy door of the radiotherapy room slowly closed, and the young woman lay silently on the treatment bed, waiting for the examination.

Her eyes were empty, she had no expression at all, she didn't speak, she just stared quietly at the ceiling above her head.

After this series of examinations, she had already become numb.

However, this time the examination seemed to have deviated from her habitual thinking memory.

Because she lay on the bed for a long time, there seemed to be no movement around her.

She came to her senses belatedly, and when she turned around to ask what was going on, she saw a woman wearing a nurse's uniform, a nurse's cap, and a mask on her face walking up to her.

She bent down and looked at her, stretched out her hand and gently touched her forehead, and asked her in a low voice: "What's wrong with you?"

She was stunned for a long time.

The nurse covered most of her face, revealing only a pair of eyes, looking at her tenderly.

Those eyes are full of tenderness and compassion.

She felt that these eyes were very familiar, but this look was a bit unfamiliar to her.

She was unsure and knew it was impossible, so she was frightened.

Until the nurse spoke again: "Why haven't you fully recovered after so long? Are you disobedient, unwilling to do a good examination, and unwilling to take medicine obediently?"

When she heard these words, she saw a pair of eyes that were gradually turning red and filled with mist.

She seemed to be infected, her eyes gradually became hot, and before she could recover, tears were already sliding down the corners of her eyes.

She held the nurse's hand tightly, almost using all her strength.

If someone looks at the two hands, they will find that the two hands that are tightly intertwined are also using all their strength, and the intertwined parts turn white.

But no one paid attention.

Their eyes fell on each other's faces.

Even though their eyes were hazy with tears, the light and shadow were mottled, and each other's faces were blurred in each other's sight, they still looked at each other.

The moment tears fell silently, Mu Qian took off the mask on her face.

The moment he saw her face, the tears in Ye Xi's eyes suddenly froze.

Everything before seemed like a dream, but at this moment, she suddenly woke up.

"Qianqian——" She called her in a hoarse voice.

Mu Qian nodded slowly, trying to stay calm and whispered: "It's me."

But the next moment, Ye Xi's expression suddenly became panicked. She looked at Mu Qian, her whole body seemed to be in great pain, her whole body was stiff and she had difficulty breathing.

"What's wrong?" Mu Qian's expression changed instantly, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

Ye Xi bit her lip and looked at her, as if she was speechless.

"I'll call the doctor!" Mu Qian turned around and walked towards the monitoring room outside.

Ye Xi suddenly reached out and held her hand.

Mu Qian looked back at her.

Ye Xi opened her mouth, but almost exhausted all her strength before she finally made a sound——

"Qianqian, I'm sorry..."

Mu Qian lowered his head and touched her face, then slowly shook his head, "No, it's me that's sorry for you, it's that I didn't find out earlier..."

Ye Xi's eyes stayed on her face, and after a while, she suddenly smiled.

It was a smile that was extremely painful and extremely guilty, but it also seemed to have a hint of relief.

"Qianqian." She called her softly with a hoarse voice.

"I'm here." Mu Qian held her hand tightly again and looked down at her, "What's wrong with you? Do you want a doctor to come in and take a look?"

Ye Xi did not answer her question.

She just looked at Mu Qian and spoke slowly again.

"Qianqian, Huo Qiran... is your son."


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