Mo Chang'an had never felt that having a younger brother was such a reassuring thing.

In such a situation, in such a helpless and frightening situation, there is a person who is connected with your blood to accompany you to bear these.

These are not things that Shen Boyan can take on with her.

Even if Shen Boyan loves her no matter how much he loves her.

But he has no feelings for Qiao Wei, so he can only comfort her, but he has no way to empathize with her and know how sad she is at the moment, how sad her sadness is.

And Bai Luo understood.

He knew it all because he was in it too.

Facing the illness and death of your parents, only your brothers and sisters who are connected by your blood can know what kind of pain you feel in your heart.

Zhuo Bailuo hugged her all the time, "Sister, don't cry, don't cry, it's okay, it will get better..."

"No...not anymore, the doctor said...the doctor said..."

Mo Changan was a little out of breath.

"Don't listen to what the doctor said, they know nothing, everything will be fine, no matter how bad the situation is, I'll be with you, okay? I'll be with you."

Zhuo Bailuo's voice was soft and nasal, coaxing her just like that.

Mo Changan raised his eyes, and saw the young man's handsome face, his eyes were firm.

She nodded slightly, and raised the back of her hand to wipe the tears off her face.

"it is good."

She responded lightly, then stretched out her hand to touch Zhuo Bailuo's face, there were also tears on his face, she wiped them away with her fingers.

This action made Zhuo Bailuo stunned for a moment, never thought that one day, his sister would treat him so tenderly.

So he was stunned, unable to recover for a long time.

"You came back so quickly. Nice."

Mo Changan was sincerely grateful for Zhuo Bailuo's appearance, otherwise, she really didn't know how to face it by herself.

"Well, after I received the news, I booked a ticket and rushed back."

Zhuo Bailuo nodded, but what he didn't say was that in such a hurry, he still didn't forget to bring gifts for his sister, a box full of gifts, a few buckets of milk powder from New Zealand, and brown sugar that could nourish his sister And propolis, stuffed to the brim.

He also didn't say that there was another person who rushed back with him.

Mo Changan didn't notice, but Shen Boyan glanced towards the door and stopped abruptly.

His eyes gradually widened, and he fixedly looked in the direction of the door.

A skinny hand had already pushed the door, and because of inconvenient legs and feet, the pace of walking in was very slow.

Tall, but thin.

On one face, on the side of the face, on the chin, and on the neck, there are hideous scars.

He walked in so unhurriedly, but he never looked at other places, but looked straight at the woman on the hospital bed.

"How did you come?"

Shen Boyan just asked this question, his voice was a little unsteady.

Probably flustered, probably confused, after knowing the kinship relationship between himself and Mo Changan.

When he was with Chang An, seeing Zhuo Zhaoran appearing again seemed to make him feel flustered.

He even staggered slightly.

Mo Changan also turned his eyes, and finally saw Zhuo Zhaoran who had already walked in.

She frowned slightly, and a little panic gradually rose in her heart.

The thought coincided with Shen Boyan's.

This man looks very weak and vicissitudes, even wearing a loose isolation suit, it is not difficult to see his emaciation.

Zhuo Zhaoran just walked to the hospital bed, and fixedly looked at Qiao Wei on the bed.

His gaze was full of tenderness and pain, and he reached out and gently touched her face.

He didn't say anything, just sat down by the bed without saying a word.

He just stared at Qiao Wei.

Time seemed to freeze in the ward, and no one spoke.

It was as if he was holding his breath, and it was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop on the ground.

Until the doctor came in from the door, he said apologetically, "Although I'm very sorry, but I'm sorry everyone, it's time for a visit, and the patient needs absolute rest."

Shen Boyan nodded, "Okay, let's go out now."

He stretched out his hand to help Mo Changan, but Mo Changan didn't leave right away, but just glanced at the man sitting by the hospital bed.

Bai Luo came up, stretched out his hand and gently grabbed Mo Changan's hand, and said in a low voice, "Sister, I'm sorry, but can I let my dad... and mom be alone for a while? Just a few minutes."

The doctor didn't have much opinion, but he still glanced at Mo Changan.

Mo Changan only paused for a moment, then nodded lightly, "5 minutes."

The doctor responded, "Okay."

Shen Boyan took Mo Changan out, but Bai Luo only looked back and took a deep look at his father at the hospital bed before going out with Mo Changan.

After walking to the door of the ICU ward, Mo Changan frowned tightly, stretched out his hand to support the wall, and sat down directly on the chair next to the wall.

She panted heavily, stretched out her hands and patted her chest lightly, and it took her a while to catch her breath.

In the ward, the atmosphere was indeed too oppressive, making it hard to breathe.

Zhuo Bailuo was very worried about her, at a loss what to do, he turned his head to look at Shen Boyan, "Brother-in-law, is sister okay?"

Shen Boyan frowned, his eyes were full of worry, he bent down to look at her, "Are you all right, Chang'an? Do you want to open a ward for you to rest for a while? I think you are not in good condition."

Mo Changan shook his head lightly, and after taking a few deep breaths, he had regained his calm and rationality.

She raised her eyes and looked at Shen Boyan, "No, I'm fine. Boyan, you go first, go back first."

Shen Boyan frowned, "What are you talking about?"

He obviously didn't understand what Mo Changan said suddenly, how could he leave under the current situation?

But Mo Changan was very persistent, she reached out and grabbed Shen Boyan's hand, stood up, looked into Shen Boyan's eyes, "Boyan, you listen to me, you... go first."

As she spoke, she stood on tiptoe and leaned into Shen Boyan's ear, "Shen Changgong will come, I always feel that he will come, the news of my mother's critical illness, he is so sophisticated, it is impossible not to know, Zhuo Zhaoran is back Yes, Shen Changgong will definitely come. You go first, I'm fine, don't worry, I can take care of myself. "

When Mo Changan said this, Shen Boyan couldn't detect any loopholes. For a moment, he felt that she was indeed calm enough to think so carefully in such a mood.

There was indeed nothing wrong with what she said, but Shen Boyan couldn't let him go just like that.

Mo Changan bit his lips, "It's okay, Xiao Luo, Xiao Luo will take care of me."

She glanced at Zhuo Bailuo, in fact, she had already accepted this younger brother in her heart.

Shen Boyan thought for a moment, finally nodded, frowned and told her, "Call me if you have anything, don't carry it yourself."

After waiting for Mo Changan to agree to him, Shen Boyan turned around and left.

Seeing his figure walk into the elevator, Mo Changan frowned and turned to look at Zhuo Bailuo.

"Sister, what's wrong?"

Zhuo Bailuo didn't understand, so he asked.

"Go in and tell your dad that I want to talk to him."

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