Chapter 512
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She held Lan Enron's hand tightly. Her heart was restless under the oxygen mask.
LAN Enron helped her try to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes.
She took out her cell phone and dialed Mo Jinyong's number.
Mo Jinyong was very emotional when he saw his grandmother lying on the hospital bed.
He held the cell phone with trembling hands and cried.
"Grandma! I'm fine. I'm still alive. "
Old Lady Mo looked at the person on the phone and cried without saying a word.
"Grandma! Don't worry. Jin Rong is really fine. He will come to see you soon. You have to take care of yourself. "
Lan Enron smiled.
Mo Jinrong wiped her tears and held back her sobs as she squeezed out a smile and said.
"Grandma, I will come to see you as soon as I get better. You have to wait for me."
Just then, a few men's voices came from outside the door.
Lan Enron knew something was wrong. She immediately put away her cell phone and slipped out before anyone arrived.
"Grandma, I will come to see you in a few days."
Less than 20 seconds after Lan Enron left, two gangsters came in.
They opened the door to check on the old lady. They felt that she was a little emotional. Mother Wu's eyes were also wet.
"What happened? Did someone come by just now? "
One of the gangsters asked.
Mother Wu shook her head and wiped her tears.
"No, it's just that the old lady and I talked about the past, and I was touched."
"Don't let me find out that you did something bad behind my back."
The gangster pointed at the two of them and warned them.
They closed the door. Mother Wu leaned over the bed and laughed softly.
"Did you see that? Young Master is fine. You have to get better soon. "
The old lady's eyes were full of smiles. She nodded and looked much better.
…
Lan Yaxin did not go to work. She had become Tan Shilin's lover.
She was lying on the sofa, eating snacks and watching TV.
Suddenly!
She felt nauseous. She put down the snacks in her hand and ran to the bathroom to vomit.
As she gazed at her own face, a smile suddenly appeared on her face.
She was a medical student. She counted her menstrual cycle and thought of the nausea in her stomach.
Was she really pregnant?
She smiled happily at the thought of this. But after a while, she felt very sad.
Was the child Tan Shilin's or that b * stard's?
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