Chapter 608 Meeting Yan Hong by Chance Dong

Xiaoyu waited outside the ward for more than half an hour but saw no movement. She became restless and walked back and forth in the corridor. Her mind was on the ward and she didn't notice that she bumped into a group of people walking from the elevator.

"I'm sorry. I didn't notice."

Dong Xiaoyu quickly apologized. Yan Hong, who was bumped by her, waved his hands and said it was okay. Just as he was about to leave, the door of the ward next door suddenly opened.

Tang Qi pushed Mo Shaochen out of the ward and bumped into Yan Hong head-on.

Two-thirds of Tang Qi's face was covered by the mask, revealing only a pair of cold and slender eyes and a full and smooth forehead, giving Yan Hong a strange yet familiar feeling.

Seeing Yan Hong, Tang Qi was subconsciously stunned.

Yan Hong's gaze shifted from Tang Qi to Mo Shaochen who was in the wheelchair being pushed by her.

At this moment, Mo Shaochen was still immersed in the fantastic scene he had just seen in the ward. He lowered his eyebrows and eyes, half of his face was covered with a mask, and his forehead was completely blocked by his drooping black hair, revealing only half of his thick eyebrows and half-closed eyes. Yan Hong glanced at her roughly and then looked away, turning his attention back to Tang Qi, with hesitation on his face:

"We know each other, right?"

Tang Qi paused and shook his head, "I don't know him."

It would have been fine if he didn't speak. As soon as he spoke, Yan Hong's eyes widened immediately, "Tang Qi?"

Tang Qi's voice was clear and distinct, and very recognizable. Yan Hong recognized it immediately.

Before Tang Qi could say anything, Dong Xiaoyu squeezed up from behind Yan Hong, pulled her aside and asked nervously, "Miss Tang, how is my grandfather?"

Hearing Dong Xiaoyu calling her Miss Tang, Yan Hong was certain that the person standing in front of him was really Tang Qi.

He looked at Tang Qi carefully in surprise, and secretly wondered if this girl had eaten pig feed, how could she have grown so tall all of a sudden? Tang Qi ignored Yan Hong and nodded to the anxious Dong Xiaoyu, saying, "Everything is going well, your grandfather should be awake soon, you can go in and take a look first."

"good."

Dong Xiaoyu was overjoyed and ran into the ward without even saying thank you.

Yan Hong came here to attend a symposium. At this time, he was following the hospital leaders to visit several typical cases in the ward to facilitate communication and learning. Seeing that he met an acquaintance, the vice president who was responsible for leading this group of authoritative medical professors and scholars smiled and said:

"Dr. Yan, I'm going to take everyone to the ward first. Can you come over by yourself later?"

Yan Hong came back to his senses and apologized to his colleagues who were waiting for him not far away. "I'm sorry, I have some personal matters to attend to. Everyone go first, I'll be there later."

Everyone nodded in understanding, and the group left chatting and laughing.

Yan Hong turned his gaze back to Tang Qi, looking very surprised, "Qi girl, when did you return to China?"

Tang Qi felt a little warm in her heart when she heard Yan Hong's name unexpectedly, and suddenly remembered the days when she and Mo Shaochen lived in his villa outside Los Angeles.

"I just came back a few days ago."

Yan Hong was about to speak when a nurse in the corridor reminded him, "Please make way."

Yan Hong subconsciously turned his head and saw two nurses pushing a hospital bed towards him. He turned around and stood against the wall. After the nurses pushed the hospital bed past, he walked to Tang Qi and said, "Qi girl, what are you doing..."

"Professor Yan, let's go to the rest area in front and talk."

"good."

Tang Qi pushed Mo Shaochen to the sofa in the rest area, pressed the wheelchair lock, took off his mask, took out the thermos from his backpack, opened it, took two sips, and handed the cup to Mo Shaochen.

"Are you thirsty? The water is just the right temperature, not hot."

Mo Shaochen shook his head slightly.

Tang Qi didn't force him. She screwed the lid of the cup back on and put it back into her backpack.

Yan Hong was sitting opposite, his eyes constantly glancing at Mo Shaochen in the wheelchair. At this time, he did not recognize that the person in the wheelchair was Mo Shaochen.

The man in the wheelchair was very young, about 24 or 25 years old, with cold and pale skin. He was wearing the same dark blue sweatshirt as Tang Qi, and loose straight casual pants. His slightly long black hair was fluffy and soft and hung down above his eyebrows. He looked listless from head to toe, like a decadent boy in a comic book. His temperament was completely different from that of the cold, deep, noble and powerful ruler of the business empire. No wonder Yan Hong couldn't recognize him.

Moreover, in Yan Hong's opinion, it is impossible for Mo Shaochen to survive until now.

Although the Mo family's external statement was that Mo Shaochen was recuperating abroad, no one knew better than him how bad Mo Shaochen's health was.

All functional systems of the body are destroyed by toxins, and various organs are in serious failure. It is impossible for anyone to survive in this situation.

As for why the Mo family did not announce Mo Shaochen’s death, there must be other reasons.

"Qi girl, who is this?"

Seeing that Yan Hong did not recognize Mo Shaochen, Tang Qi felt a little amused, "Professor Yan, guess what?"

Hearing Tang Qi's address, Yan Hong seemed very unhappy. "Qi girl, your father and I are close friends, why are you still so distant? I am two years older than your father, so am I not worthy of being called your uncle?"

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Tang Qi laughed. She didn't care, but she was afraid that someone would not lower his generation in the future.

"Uncle Hong."

Hearing this name, Yan Hong felt as warm and elated as if he had drunk a cup of boiling hot rice wine in the cold winter.

He smiled and said, "You have changed your address, so as an elder I should also show some appreciation. However, today was a sudden incident, so next time, I will definitely give you a meeting gift."

"Okay." Tang Qi responded with a smile.

Yan Hong wanted to ask about Mo Shaochen, such as when he died and where he was buried, so that he could go and pay his respects when he had time.

After all, they have known each other for more than 20 years. Putting aside their cooperative relationship, he and Mo Shaochen can be considered friends.

But he was afraid of bringing up Tang Qi's sad memories. Moreover, when he saw Tang Qi taking good care of the man in the wheelchair and the intimacy between the two that outsiders could not understand, he inexplicably felt a sense of sadness that "only the new people laugh, but not the old people cry."

Tang Qi didn't know what Yan Hong was thinking. Seeing Yan Hong staring at Mo Shaochen in a trance, she couldn't help but laugh secretly.

Mo Shaochen didn't remember Yan Hong. Noticing the other party's gaze on him, he glanced at Yan Hong lazily. Perhaps he felt that the other party's age and appearance posed no threat to him. He lowered his black eyes again, and pulled Tang Qi's hand that was on the armrest of the wheelchair with some boredom, and played with it carefully.

This scene was extremely annoying to Yan Hong.

Compared with the strange and arrogant young man in front of him, he naturally preferred Mo Shaochen, and felt uncomfortable as if his own brother was being cuckolded.

"Qi girl, time has passed in a flash. I see you have grown up. You used to be skinny and small, like a junior high school student. I used to laugh at Lao Mo for being an old cow eating young grass. Now, ah, it's better not to mention it."

Hearing Yan Hong's sigh, Tang Qi smiled and said, "It's okay. There's no harm in chatting. Anyway, I don't have anything to do now."

Although Mo Shaochen still lowered his head, concentrating on playing with the slender white hands in his hands, his black eyes froze slightly when he heard the name "Lao Mo".

Based on my intuition, the person the other party was talking about should be him.

Yan Hong, he subconsciously searched for this name carefully in his fragmented memory.

The second update will be a little later. Something delayed me today.

(End of this chapter)