Chapter 2271

Murong Huai gently held Jun Mengyao's hand, "Yao'er, don't worry, with me in the future, I will never let you be bullied by anyone again."

Jun Mengyao's eyelashes fluttered, and finally she nodded slightly.

Over the years, she has experienced the cold and warm of the world alone, and Murong Huai in front of her is indeed the only person she can trust a little bit.

But it's only limited to trust, she has too many burdens on her body, too many things she wants to figure out, and she has no extra thoughts to think about other things.

After being shocked, Jun Mengyao stayed in the hospital.

Murong Huai stayed at the hospital every day, taking care of her meticulously, and the relationship between the two gradually warmed up.

The private detective never showed up again. Pei Chuan closely monitored the movements of Ding Jia and Jun Mengyun, and found nothing for the time being.

A few days later, Jun Mengyao's forehead injury has completely recovered, and she can be discharged from the hospital at any time.

On this day, Murong Huai accompanied Jun Mengyao out of the ward building as usual, planning to go with her to the small garden outside to breathe fresh air.

The two were walking side by side, and as soon as they reached the door, someone rushed over, "Get out of the way! Get out of Miss Ben's way!"

The reckless person walked quickly without raising his head, if Murong Huai hadn't stopped him in time, he would almost bump into Jun Mengyao head on.

"Which bastard without eyes dares to block my way!"

The visitor raised his head angrily, and when he saw Murong Huai Shi's face changed instantly, "Brother Huai, why are you here?"

This person is none other than Jun Mengyun who looks hurried.

She never expected to meet Murong Huai in the hospital. She was surprised for two seconds, saw Jun Mengyao wearing a hospital gown, and almost jumped up happily, "Jun Mengyao, are you sick? That's great." !"

Facing Jun Mengyun's blatant malice, Jun Mengyao bluntly turned back, "When you get sick, I will definitely repay this sentence verbatim."

"Ha," Jun Mengyun rolled his eyes indecently, "Come on, you, I'm not as unlucky as you. When you were young, you either disappeared or fell, and you were simply unlucky. Go, go, stay away from me, don't The bad luck rushed to me."

Saying that, Jun Mengyun pushed Jun Mengyao away, wanting to stand beside Murong Huai, "Brother Huai, Yun'er hasn't seen you for several days."

Murong Huai hugged Jun Mengyao with his big hands and turned around, not paying any attention to Jun Mengyun at all.

His indifference made Jun Mengyun unable to get off the stage, and stomped his feet to follow, "Brother Huai, you haven't answered Yun'er's words yet. Yun'er hasn't seen you these days, and I really miss you."

Murong Huai stopped, and snorted coldly without looking back, "Did I give you any illusion that you were qualified to call me brother Huai? Stay away from me in the future, I don't want to be hit by your bad luck." to the body."

The latter sentence was what Jun Mengyun mocked Jun Mengyao just now, but now he returned it intact.

Jun Mengyun blushed suddenly in embarrassment, so embarrassed that he didn't know whether to continue chasing or stay where he was.

She wished she could rush over to push Jun Mengyao away and walk side by side with Murong Huai, but she was afraid that Murong Huai would be unhappy, so she felt a little timid in her heart.

After Murong Huai said this, he hugged Jun Mengyao and continued to stride forward. Jun Mengyun stood there beating his chest and stamping his feet, but he didn't dare to say another word.

"Yun'er, what are you doing standing there stupidly! Hurry up, your grandfather lives in the intensive care unit on the second floor, why don't you hurry over here!" Ding Jia's voice came from the hall, with a bit of impatience Urge.

It turned out that she had arrived a long time ago, but she was in a hurry and left Jun Mengyun behind.

Jun Mengyun glared at Jun Mengyao at the door resentfully, and was about to stamp her feet to leave, but saw Jun Mengyao turned and walked over.

"What happened to Grandpa? Why did he live in the intensive care unit on the second floor?"

Jun Mengyao asked in a cold voice, if she hadn't heard this sentence, she would have walked far away, and she didn't even bother to look at Jun Mengyun.

Although she grew up abroad all these years, it was funded by her grandfather after all, and Jun Mengyao felt that she wanted to visit her because of emotion and reason.

Jun Mengyun was jealous of Jun Mengyao, when she saw him walking back, she immediately rolled her eyes in displeasure, "It's none of your business, he is my grandfather, it's not your turn to care about him!"

Jun Mengyao stared at Jun Mengyun indifferently, her voice was lingering, "I'll ask you one last time, why is Grandpa hospitalized!"

I don't know why, facing Jun Mengyao like this, Jun Mengyun didn't dare to look her in the eyes, "It's none of your business...what's none of your business? Don't scare me here!"

"Yun'er, I told you to hurry up, why are you still moaning!" Ding Jia walked over impatiently, and when he saw Jun Mengyao standing beside him, his face paled instantly, "You... you……"

"How about me?" Jun Mengyao looked at Ding Jia awe-inspiringly, "Aren't you surprised that I'm not dead yet!"

"Yes," Ding Jia was just about to nod, but the next second he came back to his senses and shook his head, and said sternly, "I'm sick, what does it matter to me whether you live or die? I'm not that vicious."

As he spoke, Ding Jia tugged Jun Mengyun, who was still full of jealous eyes, "Hurry up and leave!"

Jun Mengyun glared at Jun Mengyao viciously, and then followed Ding Jia to leave unwillingly.

The mother and daughter had just taken two steps when Jun Mengyao asked from behind, "Stop! What happened to Grandpa?"

"What does it have to do with you, you illegitimate daughter who can't get on the stage!" Jun Mengyun rolled her eyes in disdain, turned her head and took Ding Jia's arm, "Mommy, let's go!"

Ding Jia looked sideways at Jun Mengyao, the light in his eyes was meaningful, he quickly looked away, turned and walked towards the second floor.

They ignored Jun Mengyao's fast walking, and in the blink of an eye they came to the intensive care room on the second floor, where a doctor in a white coat had already greeted them, "Mrs. Jun, Miss Jun, you are finally here. Mr. Jun has been waiting for a long time."

Ding Jia nodded slightly, "How is my dad doing now?"

"The old man is currently in a stable condition, please follow me."

The doctor led Ding Jia and Jun Mengyun into the ward, where Mr. Jun was resting with his eyes closed.

"Dad, Yun'er and I came to see you." Ding Jia called out.

"Well," Mr. Jun opened his eyes when he heard the sound, and nodded at the doctor, "Take Yun'er there, she is my blood relative, so there must be no problem with donating."

"Okay," the doctor looked at Jun Mengyun, "Miss Jun, please follow me."

Ding Jia turned pale instantly, and stood in the way of the doctor in a panic, "Wait, where are you taking her?"

"Mrs. Jun, Mr. Jun has been attacked by viral hepatitis, and his liver has gradually failed. We must find a suitable liver for transplantation as soon as possible." The doctor patiently explained, "The success rate of living donor liver transplantation among relatives is the highest. Safest, therefore..."