After a while, the old man was pushed out of the ward under a blanket, and the village chief and the two villagers came over, each one feeling sad.
"Miss Mo, we will take Lao Ma's body back first, but Erwazi is still in the hospital, could you please..."
The village chief looked embarrassed, but now that Lao Ma is gone, there are a lot of things waiting for him to deal with, and he really has nothing to do.
After hearing this, Mo Yurou stood up from the chair despite her dizziness and said.
"You go take care of Lao Ma's affairs. Just leave the child to me. I promised Lao Ma that I will take the child back to Luo City after this matter is over. From now on, he will be my adopted son."
When the village chief heard this, his dissatisfied and sad face finally had a hint of joy. Now that Erwazi has such a noble person in front of him to take care of him, his life in the future will definitely not be as difficult as before.
After that, the group left in a hurry, and Zhou Mengqian and Mo Yurou were the only ones left in the corridor. Zhou Mengqian saw Mo Yurou's tired face and said with concern.
"Dr. Mo, please go back to the hotel and rest for a while. I'll just keep watch over Erwazi."
Mo Yurou thought for a while, then nodded in agreement, and then she and Zhou Mengqian separated.
After separating from Zhou Mengqian, Mo Yurou did not leave the hospital, but went to the outpatient department.
About half an hour later, Mo Yurou walked out of the outpatient clinic holding a brain CT scan. At this time, Mo Yurou's face seemed a little worse than before.
Mo Yurou walked to the side of the road with heavy steps, and she didn't know how long she stood there. When she came back to her senses, she looked at the people walking on the street and suddenly smiled bitterly. How could she have forgotten that this was not Luo City?
There are no taxis.
Mo Yurou looked around and saw a motorcycle. When she was about to pass by, she lowered her head and looked at the scan in her hand, thought about it, then threw it directly into a trash can on the roadside, and then took a taxi.
The motorcycle went back to the hotel.
The floor where Mo Yurou lived was empty. Everyone else had gone out. Mo Yurou returned to the room and collapsed on the bed. Tears of collapse burst out from her eyes. The memories of just now were still flashing in her mind.
What the doctor said.
"The blood clot in your brain has overwhelmed the nerves. If you don't do surgery, your life will be in danger at any time."
Mo Yurou finally understood why she had been feeling dizzy frequently during this period. It turned out that the blood clot in her head had begun to expand.
After living peacefully with this blood clot for almost a year and a half, Mo Yurou almost considered this blood clot a part of her body. But suddenly a signal reminded her that this blood clot could kill her at any time. How could she?
Can bear it.
Especially after witnessing the tragedy of life and death, Mo Yurou did not dare to think about how Xiao Zichen would feel if she lay in bed one day and gave her last words.
At this moment, Mo Yurou's cell phone rang. Mo Yurou picked it up and saw that it was Xiao Zichen calling. She subconsciously wanted to answer it, but when her finger was about to touch the answer button, she shrank back.
return.
Mo Yurou threw her phone on the bed, ran to the bathroom, washed her face with water, looked in the mirror, touched up her makeup, trying not to look like she was crying, and then walked out.
The phone had gone silent. Mo Yurou looked at the black screen and hesitated whether to call back. Just when Mo Yurou hesitated, the phone rang again, and it was still Xiao Zichen's call.
Mo Yurou took a deep breath, adjusted her breathing, and then clicked the answer button.
Xiao Zichen made a video call. As soon as the call was connected, Mo Yurou saw Xiao Zichen's handsome face. Maybe it was because she didn't answer the call just now. Xiao Zichen on the screen was a little worried.
"Hey, wife, why didn't you answer the phone just now?"
"I was in the bathroom just now. I was about to call you back when you called me. How is it? Have the order matters been resolved? Are you going back to Los Angeles this afternoon?"
Mo Yurou tried her best to chat with Xiao Zichen in a relaxed tone, praying secretly in her heart that Xiao Zichen would not see any flaws.
But Mo Yurou underestimated her importance in Xiao Zichen's heart. This man had already engraved her in his heart. Even through the mobile phone screen, the slightest change in Mo Yurou could not escape Xiao Zichen's eyes.
No, after Mo Yurou finished speaking, Xiao Zichen stared at the phone for a second or two, then a worried expression appeared on his face, and he asked urgently.
"Honey, are you crying? What happened? Where are you now?"
After a few questions, Mo Yurou knew that her disguise was useless in front of Xiao Zichen. Unable to see Xiao Zichen's worried expression, Mo Yurou hurriedly spoke.
"It's okay, I'm okay. Something happened to someone I know here. I just came back from the hospital."
Mo Yurou was so anxious that she brought up the matter about Lao Ma. Xiao Zichen was hesitant after hearing this. He didn't think that Mo Yurou was such an emotionally fragile person, especially someone she had only known for a short time, so she would not be able to arouse such great emotions in her.
of fluctuations.
"Yurou, don't lie to me. I've been with you for so long and I've never seen you cry. Tell me, is something wrong? No, I'll ask Mingyu to change his ticket now and I'll go find you.
.”
Upon hearing this, Mo Yurou became even more anxious and quickly stopped her.
"I'm not lying to you. Do you remember the old horse I told you about last night? It rained heavily here last night, and the rocks fell and crushed his house. When the villagers found him, he was already dying. Just now,
He left and left behind a child who just turned eight years old. If you don’t believe it, you can call Brother Yusheng and I’ll ask him to find a doctor from a nearby city to come and treat Lao Ma in the morning.”
Speaking of this, Mo Yurou thought of the promise she made to Lao Ma in the hospital, paused for a moment, and then spoke again.
"By the way, I promised to adopt Lao Ma's grandson before he died. I decided to adopt that child as my adopted son. In two days, I will take him to Luo City with me. He may live with us by then. Zi
Chen, I'm sorry, I made this decision without consulting you, but that child is so pitiful, and now his only relatives have left. If I don't care, I really don't know how he will survive in the future."
After hearing this, the expression on Xiao Zichen's face on the other side of the phone finally relaxed. After Mo Yurou finished speaking, he took a long breath of relief and said.
"No need to say sorry, as long as you think it's okay to have another child in the family, then we will adopt him. If you don't want to have a child, then we will raise that child as our child from now on."
Speaking of this, Xiao Zichen looked at Mo Yurou in the video and felt that her face looked a little ugly, and her brows that had just relaxed were knitted together again.
"Honey, are you really okay? Your face doesn't look good."
Hearing this, Mo Yurou subconsciously touched her face, then smiled slightly.
"It's really okay. Maybe I got motion sick in the car when I came back. I'll be fine after a while. Have you finished all your things?"
Mo Yurou didn't want to worry Xiao Zichen, so she changed the topic.
Xiao Zichen saw that there was nothing unusual about Mo Yurou except that her face looked a little ugly, so she didn't ask further questions and nodded.
"Well, I just signed the contract. I will pack my things, have lunch and then go to the airport. I estimate that I will arrive in Los Angeles around six o'clock in the evening. I will pick you up at the airport the day after tomorrow."
Mo Yurou's return ticket was booked early in the morning, but now that Xiao Zichen mentioned it, she was a little hesitant.
If nothing about Lao Ma had happened, Mo Yurou should have kept her original plan secret and returned to Los Angeles the day after tomorrow. But now, she had to wait for Lao Ma's funeral to be completed and also go through the adoption procedures for Ma Erwa. I'm afraid that in the next two days
It can't be processed completely.
After much thought, Mo Yurou decided to say hello to Xiao Zichen first.
"Zi Chen, I may have to delay for two more days. As I said just now, I want to adopt Ma Erwa. Lao Ma has just left. I can't take the child away without giving him time to relax. Besides, I also
I have to go through some adoption procedures, and I guess I should be back on the same day as the work team."
Hearing this, Xiao Zichen resisted from the bottom of his heart, but he also knew that Mo Yurou was in trouble, so he thought about it again and again, and finally nodded unhappily and said.
"I know, then you must take good care of yourself over there. There are so many people around you. Don't do everything by yourself. We will go for another physical examination when we come back this time. If there are any problems with your body, you will be obedient from now on.
Stay at home and don’t go anywhere.”
Hearing Xiao Zichen talk about the physical examination, a complicated light flashed in Mo Yurou's eyes, but luckily she lowered her head and Xiao Zichen didn't notice it.
Then, Mo Yurou smiled slightly and nodded.
"Okay, I will listen to you. It happens that Erwazi needs someone to accompany him during this period, so I will spend more time with him at home."
Hearing such a rustic name from Mo Yurou's mouth, Xiao Zichen frowned slightly and asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"Erwazi? Why is the child's name so boring? He needs to change it to a nicer name when he comes back."
These words coincided with Mo Yurou's. Mo Yurou had also thought that if she really adopted Ma Erwa, she must give him a meaningful name.
After that, the two chatted for a while, and it wasn't until Liu Mingyu came over to urge Xiao Zichen to go to the airport that they hung up the phone.
And the moment after Mo Yurou hung up the phone, she collapsed on the bed as if her temper was deflated, and she lay down backwards, her originally bright eyes gradually losing color.
At this time, Mo Yurou's cell phone rang again. When she picked it up, she saw it was an unfamiliar number, and it was a local landline.
After hesitating for a moment, Mo Yurou answered the phone.