269 Mo Yang is critically ill

"Uh," Chu Chaoyang was shocked when he heard the words. How could she know?

When talking about that dream, Linghu Xiaoya didn't mention Chu Moyan much, let alone that Chu Moyan told her a lot about him.

But the point is that even if you say it, Chu Chaoyang doesn't believe it. It's impossible to know what you couldn't have known in your dreams, right?

Chu Tianqi has never heard his uncle mention his mother, let alone what his mother sent.

"Auncle, is that so?"

Chu Chaoyang nodded, "Indeed, Mo Yang asked me to wait until you were 18 years old to give them to you."

Linghu Xiaoya shrugged her shoulders, and her face was still cold. When she turned her face and looked at Chu Tianqi, she was as warm as spring. "Tianqi, don't hate her. Are you okay to see her?"

With a "ding--" sound, the operating room door opened and a little nurse came out.

"Who are you Chu Mo Yang's family?"

"I am, I am his brother."

Then Chu Chaoyang followed the little nurse to go through the formalities. When he came back, Chu Moyang's operation was also completed.

The door opened wide, and Chu Mo Yang was retreated. There was a rotten and pungent stench on his face, and Linghu Xiaoya covered Chu Tianqi's eyes reflexively.

She didn't know why she did this. When Chu Moyan was pushed in front of her, Linghu Xiaoya was stunned.

Oh, my God, is that still a human? Is that Chu Mo Yang?

Chu Mo Yang in the dream, even if he is dead, his face is still peaceful and beautiful, and he still has a faint noble spirit, but the person who has just been pushed away... Is it really Chu Mo Yang?

Linghu Xiaoya turned her head and looked at Chu Chaoyang doubtfully. Seeing that he was not surprised at all, her heart sank and self-criticed whether she was reckless and whether she should not say that in front of Tianqi. If you don't let Tianqi see Chu Moyu like this, even if Tianqi hates her, she is also beautiful in Chu Tianqi's heart. Now...

Chu Tianqi broke away from Linghu Xiaoya's hand and wanted to chase her. Chu Chaoyang stopped him, "Let's go later and wait for the doctor to deal with it."

Chu Tianqi nodded.

Linghu Xiaoya was stunned and couldn't close her mouth in surprise. I don't know what Chu Tianqi would react when she saw Chu Moyan... Needless to say, just approaching her has a stench. Chu Tianqi, who has a cleanliness fetish, may bear it? Can you accept that such a person is his mother?

In uneasy, Chu Chaoyang was called away by the doctor. Linghu Xiaoya hugged Chu Tianqi and asked the nurse if she could go in and have a look.

The nurse's expression was calm, and there was still a trace of disgust from her eyes. "The patient needs to rest. Don't be too noisy."

After saying that, the nurse turned around and walked away quickly, as if she was eager to leave.

Linghu Xiaoya's heart surged with some sympathy for the profession of "nurse". If there are more patients like Chu Moyan every day, how can these little girls like flowers and jade eat?

Standing at the door, Chu Tianqi never dared to open the door and walk in.

This year, Chu Tianqi has begun to grow tall, only a little short Linghu Xiaoya. He can already see it through the glass window on the door. He doesn't believe that the skinny person inside is Chu Moyang, let alone believe that it is his mother.

A few years ago, Chu Mo Yang was so beautiful. How can he now... Is that person inside fake?

Linghu Xiaoya did not urge. If it were her, she would not have the courage to walk in.

"Xiaoya, come here."

Chu Chaoyang, who came out of the doctor's office, called her away, and Chu Tianqi still stood in front of the door and looked in through the glass.

"Is she all right?"

Chu Chaoyang shook his head, "I'm afraid I can't live today."

"How come!"

Linghu Xiaoya exclaimed, and Chu Tianqi seemed to be in a hurry to smile and wave her hand.

"She... Of course there won't be any problem if it's just a car accident."

"Car accident?"

Linghu Xiaoya suddenly found that she was sent to the hospital because of a car accident. So... how could she make a skeleton like this? There is no human form at all.

Chu Chaoyang squeezed his lips and said in a painful tone, "She...she..."

"Poison?"

Linghu Xiaoya asked in a low voice.

Chu Chaoyang nodded.

Linghu Xiaoya pressed her chest. Oh, my God, what is Chu Moyan thinking? How can she touch that deadly thing?

Chu Chaoyang just started, but his eyes were stunned. Linghu Xiaoya turned her head. Chu Tianqi pushed the door and went in, and the two quickly chased after him.

** Chu Moyu was coughing softly. Chu Tianqi knelt by the bed and held her hand. Tears fell as soon as he came in.

"Mom--"

Linghu Xiaoya couldn't bear to look at it. She turned around and lay on Chu Chaoyang's chest, and her eyes were full of tears. She had imagined meeting her mother countless times, but she didn't expect that she would be in the hospital or in front of the hospital bed. If it was her mother who was lying in ** today, and it was she who was kneeling in front of the bed... Linghu Xiaoya grabbed Chu Chaoyang's clothes and opened her mouth to bite.

Chu Chaoyang patted her, and he couldn't bear to look at it. It's not because of the unhuman Chu Moyang. He couldn't bear to see Chu Tianqi so sad. As soon as he recognized his mother, he had to face death...

"Mom, I'm Tianqi. Open your eyes and look at me."

Chu Tianqi gently shook Chu Moyu's hand, and Chu Moyu was still coughing softly.

But the expression on her face was so painful that she obviously wanted to cough loudly and hard, but she really had no strength.

Chu Chaoyang patted Linghu Xiaoya again, let go of her and walked to the bed, and shouted softly:

"Mo Yang, Tianqi is coming."

Chu Moyan had tears in the corners of her eyes, as if she was unable to cough, and even tears did not have the strength to slide down her face.

Linghu Xiaoya also walked over, stood behind Chu Chaoyang, looked at her slightly, and ignored the pungent stench. Her eyes were full of sympathy.

Chu Tianqi heard that Chu Moyang's hand was sobbing. Chu Moyang opened his eyes gently, and his turbid eyes turned gently.

"Tianqi, she opened her eyes!"

Linghu Xiaoya shouted in surprise. When Chu Tianqi heard the words, he stood up, wiped his tears, and shouted, "Mom--"

Chu Mo Yang's tears finally slid down his face. His pale and dry lips opened, and he moved a few times but couldn't make a sound.

Chu Tianqi leaned over and said, "Mom, what are you trying to say? I'm here, I'm here."

Chu Moyang seemed to have exhausted all his strength, struggled to raise his head and gently touched Chu Tianqi's face. In an instant, their tears burst into tears.

Linghu Xiaoya gently held Chu Tianqi's shoulder, and her tears couldn't stop. "Mo Yang, don't worry, I will take good care of Tianqi."

Chu Moyang waited for a long time before turning his eyes and looking at Linghu Xiaoya. There was a confusion on his face as if he didn't know her. Chu Chaoyang came forward, "She is Xiaoya."

"Small, small-small..."

Chu Moyan screamed for a long time, but she still couldn't say the second word. She let go of Chu Tianqi's hand and stretched out weakly to Linghu Xiaoya.

Seeing this, Chu Tianqi got out of the way. Linghu Xiaoya came forward and held her hand. Tears fell on her hand, and Chu Moyan's tears also fell more turbulently.

"Yes, yes, yes - no..."

Linghu Xiaoya shook her head, "Don't say sorry. Needless to say, no matter what you have done to me in the past, I know it's for Tianqi. I won't blame you."

Chu Tianqi looked up at his uncle doubtfully. Chu Chaoyang shook his head and didn't intend to say anything.

"Thank you, thank you..."

Linghu Xiaoya clenched her hand and looked at her firmly, as if she were making a silent promise.

Chu Moyang suddenly began to twitch. Chu Chaoyang hurriedly rang the bell, and Chu Tianqi fell in front of the bed again and cried bitterly.

Linghu Xiaoya took Chu Tianqi's hand over, and the hands of the three people folded together, as if they had completed some ceremony. Chu Moyu glanced at Chu Tianqi, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, smiling very hard.

The doctor and nurse came, and Linghu Xiaoya and Chu Tianqi were taken out. They hugged and cried outside the door.

Chu Chaoyang was also uncomfortable, but he couldn't understand Linghu Xiaoya. The two women obviously had no intersection. Even if there were, Chu Moyang splashed dirty water on him a few years ago. Why do the two women seem to be friends for many years now? Is it also a play of entrusting loneliness and being ordered?

Soon, the doctor came out, took off his mask and shook his head. "If you have anything to say, just say it quickly."

This...

Chu Tianqi ran in, hugged the dying Chu Moyan, and cried bitterly.

Linghu Xiaoya shed tears calmly and didn't stage a drama.

Chu Chaoyang is a little relieved.

Chu Moyang suddenly climbed his arm to Chu Tianqi's neck and struggled to sit up. Chu Chaoyang came to help.

suddenly——

Chu Mo Yang sprayed a mouthful of blood on Chu Tianqi's face and fell heavily.