Hearing footsteps behind her, Du Tingting turned around and saw Mu Mian coming down from the stairs.
"Hubby." Seeing that Mu Mian seemed to be about to leave, Du Tingting asked him, "Is there any news about Song Fei at the sanatorium?"
Mu Mian shook his head, walked into the kitchen, picked up the insulated lunch box that Aunt Zhang had prepared in advance, and said to Du Tingting, "I'll go see Qiu Tianer."
Thinking of her daughter's illness, Du Tingting's face was filled with worry. "I'll go with you."
Mu Mian's expression straightened, and he refused her without hesitation: "You didn't sleep a wink last night, so you should rest at home today. Don't let your daughter get sick, and you get yourself hurt too."
Because of Mu Qiu's illness, Mu Mian was so worried that he had a wrinkle on his face. Mu Mian said again, "Tingting, you must take care of yourself." Mu Mian was most worried that Du Tingting would get hurt because of Mu Qiu's illness.
The mother and daughter were his weak points, and Mu Mian could not bear the pain of losing either of them.
After hearing this, Du Tingting felt sad and painful.
Knowing that Mu Mian was also tired and not wanting to be a burden to him, Du Tingting had no choice but to agree. "Then I won't go."
"Well, go back to your room and get some sleep."
"howl."
After watching Du Tingting go upstairs, Mu Mian went out with the lunch box.
...
When Mu Mian arrived at the hospital, Mu Qiu was lying on his side on the bed with his back to Mu Mian, playing with his mobile phone. It was obvious that he had not taken a nap.
Mu Qiu needs to rest more and play less on his phone. Seeing this, Mu Mian couldn't help but feel a little angry. "You've been playing on your phone all the time. Haven't you slept at all?"
When Mu Qiu heard her father's scolding, she quickly hid her phone under her pillow, then turned back and playfully stuck out her tongue at Mu Mian. "Can't sleep?" Mu Qiu put her hands down on the quilt, looking very well-behaved.
Mu Mian snorted coldly.
Mu Qiu didn't dare to argue with him. He lowered his head obediently, looking like he was waiting to be scolded.
Mu Mian felt so distressed when he thought that Mu Qiu might not have much time left, so how could he bear to scold her?
After closing the door, Mu Mian walked towards Mu Qiu's bedside and said as he walked, "Qiu Qiu, take care of yourself, get more rest, and be in a good mood. This will be good for your health."
Mu Qiu nodded repeatedly.
Seeing that Mu Mian would not blame him, Mu Qiu finally plucked up the courage to ask Mu Mian about Song Fei. "Dad, Mom said on the phone that Sister Song Fei woke up and disappeared. Is that true?"
Mu Mian was preoccupied and hummed nonchalantly when he heard this.
Seeing Mu Mian carrying a thermos lunch box, Mu Qiu, tired of the hospital cafeteria food, hoped that Mu Mian would bring her some delicious food. "Dad, what did you bring me today?"
"Stir-fried bamboo shoots with bacon, stir-fried shredded lettuce, and your Aunt Zhang even made you some chicken soup. It's still hot, would you like a bowl now?"
Mu Qiu likes to eat the dish of fried bamboo shoots with bacon, and also likes to drink the chicken soup stewed by Aunt Zhang. Hearing this, the corners of his lips curled up with joy. "Quick, pour me a big bowl of chicken soup, I'm almost starving."
Mu Mian had been feeling a bit sensitive these days, and his heart trembled when he heard the word 'death'. He scolded Mu Qiu: "What are you talking about!"
Mu Qiu knew what Mu Mian was afraid of, so he stopped talking nonsense.
Mu Mian carried Mu Qiu on his back as he poured the chicken soup into a bowl. He heard Mu Qiu say in confusion, "Why did Sister Song Fei wake up so suddenly? It's strange that a patient woke up and ran out of the sanatorium. "
Mu Qiu was puzzled. She played with her fingers and said to herself, "If I woke up, the first thing I would do would be to ask the doctor to contact my family instead of running out of the hospital."
Mu Mian frowned slightly and did not answer.
Mu Qiu was still talking to himself: "Not knowing the situation, she thought someone in the hospital wanted to kill her."
This shocking remark caused ripples to appear in the chicken soup in the bowl in Mu Mian's hand.
He narrowed his eyes, and a dark light flashed in them.
Seeing Mu Mian standing there motionless, Mu Qiu urged him. "Dad, where's the soup?"
Mu Mian turned around and handed the chicken soup to her bowl, carefully reminding her: "The chicken soup is still a little hot, blow on it before drinking."
"good."
Mu Qiu took a sip of soup.
The soup Aunt Zhang cooked was very fragrant and rich, without the slightest smell of chicken. Mu Qiu smacked his lips, looked up at Mu Mian and smiled sweetly, saying, "Aunt Zhang's chicken soup is really delicious. I want to drink it again tomorrow."
"Okay, I'll go back and tell Aunt Zhang."
After drinking the chicken soup, Mu Qiu fell asleep soon.
Mu Mian confirmed that she was asleep before leaving the ward and going to find Mu Qiu's attending physician to ask about organ donation.
The doctor's answer was the same as a few days ago. "There's still no good news, Mr. Mu. Please be patient and wait."
Mu Mian has patience, but Mu Qiu’s life is running out and he can’t wait!
Mu Mian hadn't had a smooth journey in business for so many years, and he knew it was useless to blame others. "Thank you for your hard work, doctor." After saying goodbye to the doctor, Mu Mian didn't dare go back to the ward to face Mu Qiu.
He went downstairs, found his car, and told the driver, "Go to the company."
"OK."
Sitting in the car, Mu Mian secretly pondered Song Fei's disappearance.
How could someone who had been sleeping for eight years without a sound wake up so suddenly? It would have been fine if he had just woken up, but as soon as he woke up, he disappeared...
——She didn’t know the situation and thought someone in the hospital wanted to kill her!
Mu Qiu's unintentional complaints suddenly resonated in Mu Mian's heart.
Could it be...
Mu Mian had learned earlier that there was another patient with panda blood waiting in line for a heart transplant ahead of Mu Qiu. So even if someone did donate a heart, if they found a good match, it would be given priority to the celebrity in front.
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