Chapter 1837: Who makes us brothers? (two)

Yang Sheng’s words fell, and Qi Lei’s brows also wrinkled.
"After the fall, the body of Chairman Mu is not very good. Even Amo and Miss Ling Shi are coming back. I am really worried that this time, Mr. Mu, the chairman of the board, can win the past."
Yang Sheng’s sighs sounded.
Qi Lei secretly took a breath and only lowered his way. "Give me a car, I have to look at it."
Wen Yan, Yang Sheng immediately nodded, "OK, I will go!"
When he said it, he quickly retired.
......
Near noon, the autumn sun is bleak and the cool breeze is light.
Mujia old house.
"Young master, the old man has already slept."
Dr. Zhong carefully retired from the room, and saw the admiration of the dust on the handrail, whispering.
Mu Yanchen nodded, and there was some reddish blood in the tired black scorpion, which was a faint stream of light. He was also a sly sly in the summer night, standing beside him, his hands still pulling him nervously. .
"Go ahead and talk."
Mu Xiaochen looked at the room and took a deep breath. He turned and walked toward the stairway. He gently patted the thin shoulders of the summer night.
Xi Xia night eyes suddenly have some fever, looking at the awkward look like Dr. Zhong, she can also guess, the situation is not very optimistic, even Mu Muchen is...
Dr. Zhong nodded and followed Mu Chen’s house, and Xia Xia followed.
Before coming to the sofa, Mu Chenchen pointed to the position opposite him, and Dr. Zhong sat down.
On the summer night, they poured water on the two people, and then they sat down with the dust.
"Talk about the situation, he has almost never rested in the past few days, and can't eat anything. This morning, Ling Shi gave him two rice porridge, and he didn't eat anything later."
Mu Yanchen frowned and asked, while taking a cigarette from the cigarette pack, the tone was depressed and low.
Dr. Zhong sighed a long sigh, but also looked at Mu Chen with some sullenness. There was a bit of boring in the tone. "The young master, the situation of the father is not objective. I am afraid that it will not work. You must be mentally prepared. He The idea of ​​surviving is not strong. After the death of the old lady, his heart disease has never been better. It is not easy to support him. Especially this year, every time I give him a routine check, I find that he The body is much worse than the previous one..."
Dr. Zhong’s words fell, and the summer night on the side couldn’t be heard. He couldn’t help but squint his hands, twitching, and silently falling into tears—
"Is there any other way? Is it not possible to lose nutrient solution when you are weak? Xiaorui and Xiaocheng are still so small... they haven’t been able to remember him deeply..."
The voice of the was suppressed, and the summer night was already crying.
On the other side, Mu Yan's eyes were even dim. She looked at her with her gaze, blinked her eyes, and reached out to take her into her arms. She only sucked her nose in the summer night and reached out and hugged him.
"Where is the result everywhere, young master, young lady, you have to be mentally prepared, I am afraid it will not last for a few days. Look at what the unsuccessful wish of the father, try to satisfy him."
Dr. Zhong is back in a heavy way.
Mu Xiaochen quieted for a moment, spit out a cigarette in the back, and extinguished the half of the cigarette. He said, "I know, thank you, Doctor Zhong."
"The young lady and the young lady don't have to be too sad. They are old and sick and can't be avoided. The old man has lived a wonderful legend in his life. In fact, a few months ago, the old man had already noticed that his own body was not much, and told me that he had been in his life. There is no regret."
Dr. Zhong said.
"Grandpa has lived wonderfully in this life. I hope that he can live for a few more years and live a long life. Isn't it good? Maybe it is too much to miss Grandma, and then, I still can't keep it."
Mu Xiaochen raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, while he said, some awkward.
"Okay, you have a hard doctor, you go back to rest, something will be called for you."
Mu Mochen caressed his hand and had some heavy openings.
Dr. Zhong nodded and silently retreated.
In the living room, there will be a couple of Mu Xichen and Xia Xia.
"Well, don't cry, you are too tired these days, go back and take a break, huh?"
There was some hoarseness in the low voice, and Mu Chen said, and Xi Xia night was pulled out of his arms, and she looked at her with some concern.
Xi Xia night sucked the nose, raised his hand to wipe the wetness of the corner of his eyes, shook his head, is also hoarse voice. "I am fine, but it is Ashi and Amo, they have been guarding for one night, you go up and let them down Have something to eat, then take a break. Mom and Dad are very tired these days, and you, I can hold it."
"Oh, don't be reluctant, go on like this, all the people have to fall, you go up now and let Ling Shi and Amo go to rest first, then you go to rest, guard, don't have problems, obey, go up Let's go."
Mu Xiaochen himself is also a bit tired. This week, the situation in the south of Mu has deteriorated rapidly. He can only run both the company and the old house. The project in the B city is very tight and can only be thrown to Qi Lei. .
Xi Xia night eased, and can only nod. "Then you take a break, we all have six gods, we don't know what to do, parents, they..."
"They have already taken a vacation. They will keep watching with us these days. I will call and let my father send the children over. Please take a good vacation. Stay at home these few days. Grandpa is still looking for his son." ""
"Well, then you call my mother. I went upstairs first. I can't help but see the poem."
Xi Xia night said and stood up.
Mu Xiaochen took a piece of paper towel and handed it over. "Scratch it, don't let them see it, lest it be sad."
Xia Xia nodded silently, picked it up, wiped the corners of his eyes, eased it for a while, then walked up the stairs.
Looking at the slender figure of Xia Xia disappeared into the stairway above, Mu Mochen took back his eyes without hesitation, and licked some painful foreheads while making a phone call to Ximushan.
The phone rang a few times, and the curtain mountain at that end was picked up -
"Hey? A dust?"
"It's me, my father..."
"How? Your grandfather is fine?"
Ximushan was very concerned about asking.
"It's still the same, father, trouble you to pick up the children, please take a temporary leave in the first few days, Dr. Zhong said, Grandpa is probably in these days, the small town also brought back a glimpse, just now Grandpa still Look for them."
Mu Xiaochen said with a deep heart.
The curtain mountain at the end was silent, and when it was half-sounding, there was a sigh.
"Oh, okay, you have to be stronger, you know?"
"Well, rest assured, father."