Quick wear: The ever-changing male gods are flirting with tricks!

Chapter 98 Online Game Meeting and Hate Late 51 (Part [-])
"Knock-knock—" Mo Qingfeng knocked on the door twice, then walked into the room, still holding the rice he bought just now.

He walked towards the hospital bed with a normal expression, put the lunch box on the table, took out the contents one by one, and then said: "I bought some light porridge, you just woke up, eat as much as you want!"

"Ah."

After Yu Guiwan ate, took medicine, and fell asleep, Mo Qingfeng and Yu Lianjun stood in the corridor, and Yu Lianjun suddenly asked, "How did Wanwan know that we got a heart match?"

Mo Qingfeng shook her head: "It's not me, I'm afraid of showing my feet, and I rarely appear in front of her recently, and I've always kept that person under my nose."

Yu Lianjun was thoughtful: "When I was at home before, I was sure she didn't know about the heart matching, that is to say, she only knew about it..."

As if thinking of something, Yu Lianjun's face instantly became serious. He turned around and walked into the next ward. The walls in that room were covered with screens. If you look carefully, you can see that the pictures on these screens are exactly what Yu Lianjun saw. Guiwan's ward.

He directly adjusted the time to when he left, and not long after, a person came from the corridor and walked into the ward cautiously.

When he saw the person who walked into the ward, Mo Qingfeng's face suddenly turned ugly.

It turned out to be Zhao Yirou!How did she find here?

Mo Qingfeng held back his temper, and then looked down. Sure enough, it was Zhao Yirou who told Wanwan about these things.

After watching the replay, Mo Qingfeng and Yu Lianjun looked at each other. Mo Qingfeng directly dialed Su Qian's number and asked him to check the company's monitoring.

Ten minutes later, Su Qian called back: "After you left, Ms. Zhao left right after you."

Mo Qingfeng couldn't see any joy or anger on his face, he gave a faint "hmm" and hung up the phone.

After figuring out the detailed process of the matter, Mo Qingfeng apologized to Yu Lianjun with self-blame: "Uncle, I'm sorry, it was my negligence."

Yu Lianjun waved his hands, and lay back on the chair with his eyes closed. He had long lost his usual high-spirited appearance, replaced by pale and haggard, and suddenly looked ten years older.

Yu Lianjun closed his eyes and meditated, Mo Qingfeng fell into self-blame, the two of them didn't speak, only the sound images being played sequentially in the monitoring.

The conversation between the father and daughter made the atmosphere even more dull.

In such an atmosphere, Yu Lianjun suddenly said: "Wanwan is right, I am too stubborn, let's forget about the heart transplant surgery! It is true that she cannot be allowed to carry another person's life, so the operation is successful. No, she will spend the rest of her life in self-loathing."

"As her father, I really want to selfishly let her live longer, but also because I am her father, I don't want her to spend the rest of her life unhappy."

"So, forget it, let that girl go back!"

"...Yes..." After Mo Qingfeng finished speaking, Yu Lianjun stood up, left here, and went to the next ward, but Mo Qingfeng did not move.

Now he is very uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that he wants to cry.

He also really wanted to selfishly let Wanwan live longer and stay with her for a longer period of time, but thinking that she might not be happy anymore and smiled, he felt that he couldn't do it.

The deeper the love, the more the fear.

It took a long time before Mo Qingfeng stood up.

Even if this matter may end in this way, he still can't forgive Zhao Yirou for what he did!
(End of this chapter)