Young Master Mo's Stuttering New Wife

He had never seen this man before, so he should be a man of dignity.

But the man's perception told him that this person was very dangerous.

Although Song Feng didn't care much about the mother and daughter on weekdays, to him, he was their pillar after all.

The man who appeared suddenly didn't care about others at all, and directly flirted with Chen Yi.

"Who are you?" His tone was full of guard.

Mo Yuhan ignored him, helped Chen Yi up, and sat on the stool.

He disdains not having any responsibility for this, and makes things difficult for women everywhere.

The scar on Chen Yi's body made him angry, but he was suppressed by Chen Yisheng.

When he looked at Chen Yi, her eyes were filled with tears of grievance, she shook her head helplessly, she must be worried that Mo Yuhan would get into trouble.

"Yes...boss." Chen Yi stood up and met Song Feng's angry eyes.

"Why is the boss so nice? He personally sent you to the company and paid for it directly." Song Li's eyes kept sweeping wildly at Mo Yuhan.

He is so good looking.A sharp-edged face with sharp edges and corners.And those deep eyes, it's hard to move your eyes away.

The innate temperament of a king, at first glance, is a high-ranking king.

This is the tall, rich and handsome she has been looking for, but now he is protecting that bitch Chen Yi, which really lowers his status.

"That's right, but you paid for it voluntarily, we don't care about it!" Zhang Xueqin covered her wallet, her greedy expression never changed.

What a greedy and brazen family.

Chen Yi looked at Song Feng fixedly, feeling ashamed.

Obviously someone else helped her out of kindness, but this family not only didn't appreciate it, but also said such things.

"Tongtong...what's wrong?" Chen Yi burst into tears.

Tongtong is her reliance, a treasure she is unwilling to give up even if she suffers, why do they always hurt this obedient and sensible child.

"..." Song Feng lowered his head, feeling a little guilty.

"What else can I do?" Seeing Song Feng's soft heart, Zhang Xueqin was afraid of revealing his failure, so she could only speak first, "It's not like a child was playful, accidentally fell down and hit his head."

He said it calmly, and pushed his responsibility completely away.

"Son...what's the matter?" Chen Yi didn't believe it, and continued to press Song Feng.

Zhang Xueqin couldn't bear it anymore, strode forward, pushed Chen Yi away, and protected Song Feng behind her, "You bastard, you have already said that you were careless, we sent the child to the hospital to the extent that we are benevolent, and you are still asking What are those for?"

Chen Yi was already thin, and Zhang Xueqin was also angry, so she gained some strength, and Chen Yi took several steps back.

She understood, she understood thoroughly, how could Zhang Xueqin be so kind, you must know that she was still thinking about what benefits she could get from the child a few days ago, how could the child be sent to the hospital when he was injured.

It seems that this matter must have something to do with her.

"Bangdang-"

The door of the operating room opened, and the nurse who came out had blood on her hands.

"The patient is in urgent need of blood, the blood bank is insufficient, and the family members are ready to supply blood." His expression was flustered, and his words were anxious.

The family didn't take it seriously and ignored the nurse's words.

Chen Yidou burst into tears.

She hurriedly ran to Song Feng's side, knelt down, "Save...save the child."

Her blood type does not match Tong Tong's, and now the only hope is Song Feng. He is the father of the child, so the blood type must match.

"Please...please." Chen Yi raised his head and looked at Song Feng, with tears streaming down the corners of his eyes, making anyone feel soft-hearted.

But Song Feng didn't think so.

Of course Zhang Xueqin didn't agree, "Didn't it just fall, why are you so delicate, and you need a blood transfusion, how much harm will it do to my son?"

The child is already in danger, but these so-called family members don't care, how can it not be chilling.

Chen Yi did not give up, now Song Feng is her life-saving straw, "Please!"

"Hurry up, the child has no time to wait for you to argue. If you miss the time, the child may..."

The last words were not spoken, but those present knew it well.

Chen Yi begged frantically, and the people who came and went started talking, and their eyes became strange.

Forced to do so, Song Feng could only agree and was taken into the operating room.

Chen Yi didn't make trouble anymore, and stared straight at the lights in the operating room with his eyes, without moving away for a moment.

"Are there any family members? This gentleman's blood type does not match the child's." It was still the nurse just now, and behind him was Song Feng who had just entered.

How can it be?Chen Yi's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Use mine!" A stern voice sounded from behind.

The whole family looked at the source of the sound, and it turned out to be Mo Yuhan.

Chen Yi shook her head. She knew there was no hope, so she felt that there was no need to hurt him.

"It's okay!" This sentence was said to Chen Yi, with a very light tone.

"Nurse, hurry up!" This is urging the nurse.

Mo Yuhan entered the operating room.

"Sir, your blood type is the same as the patient's, so let's start now."

Without any extra words, Mo Yuhan lay beside Tongtong.

Looking at the petite person, the corners of his mouth were raised, showing a kind smile.

The blood was sent to Tongtong little by little along the transfusion catheter, and Mo Yuhan was relieved when he heard the sound of the heart rate tester becoming more and more stable.

God knows how happy Mo Yuhan is now.

For three years, he had never seen a child so close, and he didn't know that this little person could be so strong, and could calmly face the cold scalpel.

For a while, he felt that it was his life's luck to have such a sensible and brave child.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and it had been half an hour since Mo Yuhan entered.

Chen Yi paced back and forth at the door, with his hands tightly crossed.

I don't know what's going on. Is Mo Yuhan's blood type correct? If not, have you found a suitable one?

As I was thinking about it, the lights in the operating room went out.

The doctor came out, "The patient is fine and can be transferred to the general ward."

After hearing this, Chen Yi let go of a hanging heart.

"I'll just say it's okay!" Zhang Xueqin would only say sarcastic remarks.

Chen Yi also ignored her and went directly to Tongtong's ward.

A few people are not interested, so they can only follow.

When the curtain was opened, the first thing Mo Yuhan saw was sitting beside Tong Tong, seeing her coming in, he hastily let go of Tong Tong's delicate hands.

"It's all right, the doctor said you can wake up after a short rest."

Chen Yi nodded, but didn't notice anything wrong.

"Thank you." She bowed deeply to express her gratitude.

I should really thank Mo Yuhan today, if it weren't for him, Tongtong might not be able to be cured now.

Before Mo Yuhan could react, a heavy punch landed directly on his face.