There is no shoulders, no back, no arms exposed, and even a round stand-up collar, which looks a bit like a cheongsam.

And that size looks like hers.

The manager personally brought out the wedding dress

Mo Shaohan's eyes were dark, and even hallucinations and ghosts were caused by poor breathing caused by brain hypoxia.

Mo Shaohan knew that his deadline was approaching, and I'm afraid he was really leaving.

He turned his body with some difficulty and picked up the phone beside the pillow.

Dial Bai Qianchi's number tremblingly

Hello, no one answered the call you made, please dial later

No one answered three calls in a row.

Mo Shaohan forced himself to sit up, pulled out the tube inserted on the back of his hand, stood up slowly with the bedside table, and then walked step by step towards the door.

Before he could get to the door, the door of the ward was pushed open. The driver walked in and looked at Mo Shaohan who had fallen off the ground and was shocked.

Chairman, why did you get off the floor? The driver came forward and held the shaky Mo Shaohan.

I have an urgent matter and want to do it immediately. Mo Shaohan hid and grabbed his hand: You are here just right, take me to Moyuan quickly.

He wants to see her for the last time

Chairman, please go back to bed and lie down. What urgent matters are more important than your health?

I really have an urgent matter. If I don’t do it now, I’m afraid I won’t be in peace even if I die.

However, it will be very dangerous for you to do this. The driver is in a dilemma.

I just glanced at her, said a few words to her, and came back soon.

Are you looking for Mrs. Di? You can call her to come.

She is pregnant, it's inconvenient. Mo Shaohan shook his head.

But the doctor will not let you leave like this.

If you don’t take me there, I will take a taxi by myself. Mo Shaohan pulled his hand back from the driver’s hand and shook it towards the door.

The chairman and driver immediately supported him again: The young master is now at your attending doctor, so I'll call him over.

Mo Shaohan grabbed his arm and stopped him, feeling a little excited: Lao Liu, I can't live for a few days, and it can't be cured. I still have one thing to worry about now. I'm begging you, okay? Take me to find her, I'll just look at her, just look at her.

Chairman, it’s not that I won’t help you, it’s really your body

OK, I'll kneel down for you? Mo Shaohan said, bent his knees and wanted to kneel down to the driver.

The driver was so scared that he immediately supported his kneeling body: Chairman, don’t do this, I’ll send you there, I’ll send you there.

Thanks, thanks

Mo Li's thin figure seemed very lonely in the long corridor of the hospital.

His face was haggard and his eyes were obviously red and bloodshot.

The doctor's words kept echoing in his mind

His steps were heavy, and the closer he got to Mo Shaohan's ward, the harder it was to take a step.

Finally, he walked to the door of the ward, but he didn't have the courage to push the door and walk in.

He was afraid to see his pale face, he was afraid to hear his weak voice, he was afraid to say sorry to him; he was afraid to each other's silence

I was even more afraid of seeing him, so I thought of the fact that he and she were brothers and sisters.

Moli leaned weakly against the wall, lit a cigarette, and started smoking.

In the smoke, his amber eyes shone with tears, so helpless, and so powerless
Chapter completed!