A week later, Mo Zhexuan was finally able to walk with the help of crutches. Although he still needed Zhang Manyu's support to walk at the beginning, after continuous attempts, he was able to walk alone with the help of crutches.
"Brother Xuan! Slow down, be careful not to fall."
"You want me to fall, that's not right..."
Before Mo Zhexuan could finish his words, he was tripped by the raised ground on the lawn in front of him, and a big mouthful of grass came into his mouth. It was so embarrassing.
"Ha ha ha ha!.........."
Zhang Manyu couldn't stop smiling when she saw this. She quickly helped the other person up from the lawn and cleaned the grass ash and other debris from his hair.
"Oops! I stumbled today. I must listen more to my wife Manyu from now on."
"Who said I was going to be your wife? How shameless."
“...........”
As they chatted, they snuggled up to each other, feeling so comfortable.
After a long time, the two got up to go through the discharge procedures.
During this period of time, Mo Zhexuan was almost sick. Every day he was either lying in bed or sitting in a wheelchair. Although he had beautiful women to serve him, he would get tired of it every day.
Most of the patients in the hospital look depressed and depressed. Even if they want to communicate, they have nothing in common. Moreover, they have to smell the pungent smell of alcohol every day, which is really unbearable.
They simply returned to the ward and packed up. Apart from clothes, they distributed some supplements and fruits to the patients in other wards.
Afterwards, they paid someone to help with the luggage at the hospital, and Zhang Manyu pushed Mo Zhexuan out of the inpatient department leisurely.
Along the way, both of them were a little eager to go home. Although Hung Hom Village is a well-known public housing estate nearby, they still have feelings for it after living there for a long time, and they can't wait to go back and take a look.
"Doctor! Please, save my son!"
"It's no use begging me! The hospital has rules and regulations. The medical fees must be paid first before we can arrange the operation. You'd better go and raise the medical funds quickly! If you delay any longer, the child's condition will worsen, and even a great immortal will find it difficult to save him."
"Alas...this child is truly pitiful. Look at his pale face. If we delay any longer, I'm afraid there's really no way to save him."
"Who says they aren't? I heard they stowed away from the other side."
"No wonder, judging by his accent, he sounds like someone from the north."
“.......................”
As Zhang Manyu pushed Mo Zhexuan to the corridor of the outpatient area, she found that it was surrounded by people pointing and talking. She looked carefully at the crowd and found a man holding a child kneeling on the ground and kowtowing continuously.
This made her feel a little bit sorry, and she thought of her deceased mother, and she stopped.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, let's go!"
Zhang Manyu responded and was about to leave, but when she looked up, she found that the man kneeling on the ground seemed to have been seen somewhere before, but she couldn't remember where for a moment.
Just after taking two steps, a figure suddenly appeared in my mind and immediately said:
"Brother Xuan! I saw our savior."
"Where?"
When Mo Zhexuan heard this, he immediately looked around. If the other party had not helped him, perhaps the two of them would really not see the sun tomorrow, so he always wanted to repay the other party for saving his life.
"That's the big brother kneeling on the ground."
Looking in the direction of the finger, I saw a tall and burly man kneeling on the ground, holding a child tightly in his hands. His face was full of anxiety and he kept praying to the doctor.
"Walk!"
After the two of them took the car back to Hung Hom Village, they felt as if they were in another world and it seemed like a long time had passed.
This time the two of them came back to plan to move away, after all, there are countless people of all kinds here.
As Mo Zhexuan's wealth grows in the future, it will definitely attract the attention of many interested people.
And what is the purpose of making money? It is to make life better and improve the quality of life.
When Mo Zhexuan met familiar people along the way, he would chat and laugh and greet them, after all, they knew each other for a while.
Some of them are the elders who watched him grow up. Although they don’t have much affection for him now and can even be considered strangers, they still need to have some social skills.
"Uncle Zhang! Are you going fishing again?" Mo Zhexuan couldn't help but ask with a smile when he saw an old man in a white T-shirt carrying a fish basket and a long fishing rod.
"Yeah! Oh...how did you end up like this? I hope you're okay!"
The old man nodded, a hint of surprise appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he murmured in his heart.
No wonder they haven't seen each other for many days. It turns out that they were injured. This child is also very pitiful. His parents just passed away, and the family's secret braised food recipe was coveted by someone with ulterior motives. He must have been beaten.
"Xuanzai! Uncle still has to advise you, this society is very complicated, if you can't protect something, you should try to take action to avoid getting into trouble."
"Thank you, Uncle Zhang! I know my limits."
“.................................”
The two chatted for a few minutes, and then Zhang Manyu pushed Mo Zhexuan and continued towards home.
As soon as I walked to the bottom of Building C, I found a middle-aged woman wearing fashionable clothes and with stylish curly hair sitting in a pavilion not far away, talking on the phone on a mobile phone.
"What's wrong?" Mo Zhexuan asked in confusion when he saw Zhang Manyu stopped.
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