Chapter 271 Mother and son meet!

After watching Feng Lan and others leave, Mu Fan found that he had forgotten a problem. The meal money in the restaurant had not been paid. When he took out a little money from his pocket to pay the bill, everyone in the restaurant had changed their eyes after seeing Mu Fan. The boss insisted on asking Mu Fan not to pay, but Mu Fan still threw down a hundred yuan. The money is gone!

It was still raining outside. The group of gangsters had already carried people away. After walking out of the restaurant, Mu Fan walked along the street for a distance and came to the bus stop. After smoking a cigarette, he got on the bus and left.

At this time, in a ward of Jiaxing First People's Hospital, there is a haggard figure lying on the sick **. His hair is a little messy, his face is pale, and his sleeping appearance is a little pitiful. He feels like he is in his forties, but even so, when he sees this face, he will have an amazing feeling.

In front of the window of the ward, there is a straight figure standing. No matter how straight the spine is, it still can't stop the traces that the years have carved on its face. He is in his fifties, but his hair is already a little white. His hands are habitually drooping and cross in front of him. His eyebrows are folded, and his turbid eyes look at the drizzle outside the window. Meng's expression was calm, but his movements of looking at the watch from time to time still showed the old man's anxiety.

"Is he coming back today..."

In the quiet ward, a faint voice suddenly sounded. The old man suddenly turned back. The sick woman had woken up and looked at the latter, whose eyes were full of questions and complex emotions. The old man walked to the window and smiled faintly, "Miss, don't worry, the young master said that you would come today. Maybe it's not easy to walk on the rainy road in Hangzhou. , "

The woman sighed and said, "I remember that it rained more on the day his father left than today..."

The old man's body trembled slightly, and I forgot what he would do that day. So many years and 17 years have passed, and every time in the late autumn rainy season, it is also the most difficult time for women. She has been in crisis because of the extreme mental depression many times. This year is this time, and it is the rainy season again!

There is only one son left in the family, and the son also loses his memory and does not recognize each other. The greatest sadness in a woman's life is the loss of her father in childhood, the loss of her husband in middle age, and the loss of her son in her later years!

At this time, the woman lying in ** lost her father when she was young, and the young man lost her husband. The only middle-aged brother also died, and her son was almost gone! What kind of pain will come to her before it is finished? Although the old man never believes in ghosts and gods, he doesn't burn incense one night these years! Pray for the woman!

"Miss, let's sleep a little longer. When you wake up, the young master will arrive," the old man said reluctantly with a smile;

The woman didn't say anything. She turned her body sideways with difficulty, stopped talking, and stared at the white wall.

Time walked minute by minute, and for the two people in the ward, every second was suffering. At this time, in front of the gate of the hospital, a taxi stopped and a figure in a black suit came down. The young man's hair had been wet by the rain. He looked up at the hospital building in front of him and shook the rain on his hair. , walk in.

At the front desk consultation office of the hospital, Mu Fan asked for the patient's ward number and walked over, but there were too many wards, and the room numbers were a little messy. After searching for more than ten minutes, Mu Fan came to the ward he was looking for under the leadership of the nurse. At this time, there were a few figures sitting on the chair outside the ward, when Mu Fan After approaching the ward, several people immediately stopped it.

"Who are you looking for?"

Looking at the five figures standing neatly in front of him at this time, their expressions were so cold that they were not emotional. Their eyes looked at Mu Fan indifferently, and they were cold!

Mu Fan paused; "My name is Mu Fan,"

Hearing the name, several people began to be stunned, and then the corners of their mouths rose fiercely. At the same time, the five people looked at each other tacitly and could not see the answer from the other's eyes. Several people who were murderous before suddenly looked too gentle, and then at the same time, they bowed down and shouted; "Young master!"

The voice of the five people was so loud that the people in the whole corridor were surprised. Mu Fan was a little uncomfortable and said, "I'll go in and have a look."

The five people made way at the same time. When they went to the door, Mu Fan took a deep breath and was about to push the door. The door opened automatically. It was the old man Wang Tong, but at this time, the latter's face was excited and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly. After seeing that it was indeed Mu Fan, an old face smiled for the first time in many years, and his eyes were a little wet. Run said, "Young master, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Mu Fan was really not used to being called by a young master on the left and a young master on the right. He reluctantly gave a smiling face and said, "I'll go in and see her,"

"Oh, yes..."

Wang Tonglian said a few words. He opened the door to make way for Mu Fan. The five people who were originally muttered in their hearts. At this time, when they saw Wang Tong's expression, they were more sure that this young man was the teenager who reached the peak in Hangzhou! Although many years have passed, although big and small things have happened in Hangzhou, they are still too calm compared with those years. At this time, the teenager who once made them hot-blooded has also become much more mature and gentle at this time. However, as long as he comes back, they always have an idea, that is, Hangzhou in the future. It's time to go back to the crazy era!

Mu Fan walked into the ward and glanced around. Then he unconsciously looked at the bed and saw the figure lying on it.

It's just that when Mu Fan saw that he had no temperament, a little haggard, his face was too pale, his lips were dry, his temples were a few more strands of silver threads, and his eyes were a little dull and looked at his face, there was an inexplicable ** in his heart - it hurts!

Mu Fan scratched his head, squeezed out a smile on his face, and said, "Are you okay..."

However, before Mu Fan finished speaking, the woman suddenly cried and wanted to stretch out her hands to hug the latter, but her hand reached into the air and shrank back. The helpless expression made Wang Tong's eyes turn red in an instant. Mu Fan's breathing suddenly stopped for a moment, and then the latter grabbed the quilt and covered himself completely. ,

Myself,

One person,

Hide in the dark,

Recalling two overlapping faces,

Heartbreaking!

The woman's behavior made Mu Fan a little unprepared. He looked at Wang Tong, but saw that the latter's eyes were also red and swollen at this time, but with an expression of gratitude on his face. Is he grateful to Mu Fan or God?

Mu Qian, there is no serious illness in the body, but the spirit is depressed all day long, and the consequence is that the qi and blood are weak, and the body is weak. For a long time, many diseases have appeared one by one. In the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, it is important to pull the whole body, and the root of human health mainly comes from the spirit! So over the years, Muxi's physical condition has been getting worse and worse.

There will be no big problem through hospital treatment, but the pain that Mu Qian has accumulated in her heart for many years cannot be vented. This is the foundation of Mu Qian's critical life. At this time, after seeing Mu Fan, Mu Qian's whole pain came out, and the grievances and pain accumulated in her heart. Let it out more or less! This is where Wang Tong is happy!

Under Wang Tong's pleading eyes, Mu Fan walked to the bedside, hesitated, reached out and patted it gently on the quilt, and said, "Oh, I'm here too. Why are you crying..."

Not before Mu Fan finished speaking, the quilt was lifted. Mu Qian's puffy eyes looked at Mu Fan's face, stretched out her hands, and wanted to hug Mu Fan. Mu Fan scratched his head and moved a step so that Mu Qian could reach it.

Mu Qian hugged Mu Fan's waist, leaned her head against the latter's arm, stopped crying, sobbed for a moment, and then completely quieted down.

Looking at the woman holding him tightly in front of him, Mu Fan sighed, scratched his head and said, "What's your name?"

Mu Qian looked up at Mu Fan, let go of her hand, took the paper towel at the head of the bed and wiped her tears. Because her body was too weak, she sat up straight with her back against the wall and took a long breath. She heard Wang Tong say that Mu Fan had lost his memory before, so she did not show too much surprise when she heard Mu Fan ask this. Surprised, he looked at Mu Fan with dodging eyes and said sadly, "My name is Mu Qian, your father's name is Long Xiang, and your grandfather's name is Long Tian. At the beginning, your name was Long Yan. Later, he was chased and killed, so he changed his name to Mu Fan."

Mu Fan nodded and was silent again. It was not that he didn't say anything, but that he didn't know what to say.

Looking at Mu Fan's affectionate eyes for her, Mu Qian said haggardly, "I have fantasized about the scene of meeting you again many times, but there are still some surprises... Do you really remember anything?"

Looking at Mu Fan's dull expression, Mu Qian resisted the impulse to cry again and asked softly, "Where's your grandfather?"

Mu Fan finally had a touch of movement. He looked at Mu Qian and said, "The old man is dead..."

Hearing the news, Mu Qian's tears dripped in an instant, and the corners of her mouth trembled; "Was she also killed by those people?"

"I don't know which people you're talking about? But he was killed!"

Mu Qian looked up and cried again, with a hoarse voice and said resentment, "Why won't they let us go... Why....."

Looking at Mu Qian, who was in pain with tears and a runny nose, Mu Fan said coldly, "I will avenge him!"

"No way!"

Hearing Mu Fan's words, Mu Qian looked up and cried bitterly. Her expression was even a little scary. At that moment, Mu Fan, who had never been scared, was a little shocked!

"How can you take revenge when your grandfather is dead? Do you know who they are? I don't allow you to go to them! No!" Mu Qian's face was full of tears, and she looked at Mu Fan with a ferocious expression and shouted fiercely!

"No one can stop it, including you!" Mu Fan sighed and looked at the latter with a dark face;

Hearing Mu Fan's words, Mu Qian pounded her chest in a hurry. At this time, the resentment accumulated in her chest made her breathe a little blocked! He stretched out a hand and grabbed Mu Fan's arm and said in fear, "Silly boy, can you listen to your mother? Don't take revenge anymore. You can't beat them at all. Your father is dead, and your grandfather is dead now. There are only two of us left. If you have a length, how can I live? I beg you, can you imagine for your father? You live well and pass on his incense, okay? You promise me, promise me..."

Looking at Mu Qian's pleading at this time, Mu Fan was impetuous and said, "Let's talk about this later, okay? You get well first, and I have something to talk to you about."

"You promise me!" Mu Qian refused to let Mu Fan go. She dragged his arm and pleaded;

Mu Fan said impatiently; "Now that I don't go to them, they also start to come to the door. You can't let me hide, can you?"

"What?" Mu Qian looked at Mu Fan in horror and said worriedly, "Did they recognize you? When did it happen?"

"You get sick first! Let's talk about it later!" Mu Fan said coldly;

Mu Qian leaned back against the wall and kept stroking her chest with her right hand to make her breathe better, but her eyes never left Mu Fan's face.

Mu Fan was uncomfortable all over. At this time, he looked at Wang Tong with a pleading face. Mu Fan looked at Mu Qian with dodging eyes and said, "I don't like the hospital. You will get well. Don't wait for me to come to see you next time, it's still the hospital!"

"Where are you going?" Hearing Mu Fan's words, Mu Qian's eyes were sad and she hurriedly asked;

"I won't leave Hangzhou recently,"

"Wang Tong, you take more pictures of people to follow Mu Fan," Mu Qian looked at Wang Tong and shouted;

"No, I'm not a three-year-old!" Mu Fan is not willing to say;

"In my eyes, you are always a child..." Mu Fan looked at Mu Fan with sad eyes and said in a trance;

"I'm leaving," Mu Fan was helpless. After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the door.

Looking at Mu Fan's back turned around, Mu Qian's tears fell silently again at that moment. The back was so familiar, as if the memory that had been dusty for many years appeared again, and the naughty child who was still in his arms has now grown into a big man!

"Wang Tong, I want to eat!"

The old man's waist suddenly straightened, turned around and walked out of the door. At that moment, his footsteps were as steady as the wind!