Chapter 426

Mr. Mo sighed a long time. He looked at his pale grandson lying on the bed through Dr. Smith. His inner pain and worry were spreading and surging.

Every time I listen to Dr. Smith's answer, Mr. Mo's ears almost hear the cocoon.

From the initial ecstasy, I felt that Mo lengqing might wake up one day. Gradually, I got the usual answer when I asked the routine question. Then I looked at the people who were still sleeping in the hospital bed, despair and sadness spread, almost unable to extricate myself.

If Mr. Mo had been expecting to wake up because of Dr. Smith's words before, now he hardly has such a dream any more.

The reason why I still keep Dr. Smith and ask him to continue to check Mo lengqing every day is that I don't want to give up because of my stubborn heart.

No matter whether it is possible for Mo lengqing to wake up again, it is absolutely impossible for Mohism to give up on him first.

The old man held his crutch and sat down on the edge of the bed.

He stretched out his old, wrinkled hand, like a rotten old wood, and gently stroked the top of Mo lengqing's head. It was like when Mo lengqing was still a child, he had this talent in his hand, and he was a clever and sensible grandson.

"Lengqing, when will you wake up?" Master Mo murmured in a low voice.

Mo lengqing is the greatest pride of his life. He is the one who brought him up and educated him. Now Mo lengqing is in such a state that the most sad person is no doubt no old man.

The man on the bed lay flat, arms crossed, under the white quilt covering his upper body.

His breath was still flat and weak, as if he were alive or dead.

Old man Mo has been looking at Mo lengqing's face and reminiscing about the past when Mo lengqing was a child.

Since then, he has just moved to the Mohist manor and lived with Mr. Mo, who taught him the tricks of the mall, how to turn the clouds over and how to kill.

Then until now, Mo lengqing has finally grown into the most satisfied successor of Yimo No.

But all of a sudden, he was lying on the hospital bed with no idea of his life and death!

Mr. Mo's eyes were gradually moist.

He raised his old hand and wiped the water from the corner of his eyes. Then he looked up at Mo lengqing and sighed: "if only you and Luo Luo could have a child at that time?"

If there is a child, master Mo now, at least has the strength to continue to support himself to stand up, and not so desperate and sad.

Even the old man felt that if Mo lengqing could have a child with Luo Luo, would he not be so cruel and unconscious? With children, he is not a carefree person, and will strive to wake up, right?

"You two have no destiny." When it comes to sad things, the old man can't help the Buddha's tears. "Luo Luo is a good child. Why do you have to go so far?"

"Now the child doesn't know where he's gone. It's a real injustice."