Chapter 6 (1/2)

Mo Jinrong never shows his true face and doesn't care about rumors from the outside world.

Others could not recognize him, but she kept his appearance firmly in mind.

LAN Enron glanced at him. He was still so cold that people couldn't figure it out.

In his previous life, the man clearly loved her to the bone, but he didn't reveal half of it.

Mo Jinrong also has a disease that everyone knows, that is, he can't touch women, otherwise he will have angina pectoris, pain and half his life is at stake.

Even when they got married in their previous lives, Mo Jinrong never touched her.

But in order to save her, he completely ignored his pain and finally gave his life.

Mo Jinrong passed by her, but he didn't look at her more.

LAN Enron also turned and came outside the ward.

Mrs. LAN cried with joy from the ward. Her voice was so gentle.

Mrs. LAN on the hospital bed, with a white face and a smile on her mouth, grabbed LAN Tingyun's hand and said excitedly.

”Tingyun, why hasn't Enron come yet?”

”I'll be here in a while. Don't worry. Enron is a big girl now and has a graceful appearance.”

LAN Tingyun stretched out her hand and smiled at LAN Enron's height.

LAN Enron looked at her mother in bed and couldn't help crying. How much her mother loved her. Thinking about the bastards she had done in her previous life, she couldn't help but want to slap herself.

She wiped her tears and gently pushed the door open.

The people in the ward heard the noise and looked at the door one after another.

”Sister.”

LAN Yanran first saw LAN Enron and shouted with his eyes turned.

Seeing LAN Enron, Mrs. Lan's tears overflowed in her eyes.

”Enron, you're here...”

”Mom, I see you.”

LAN Enron walked slowly to the hospital bed, took Mrs. Lan's hand and said.

”Just come, just come.”

Mrs. LAN wiped her tears and looked up and down at her daughter.

I haven't seen her for twenty years. Her daughter is really a beautiful woman.

”Mom, don't cry. What's your disease, but it's better?”

LAN Enron wipes tears for Mrs. LAN and looks at her with concern.

”Your mother is much better when you come. This is an old disease. If your mother is old, just keep it.”

Mrs. LAN spoke very gently, probably because she was ill, and her voice was a lot softer.

The more she looked at the daughter in front of her, the more she liked it, probably because she was sent away from childhood. Although they were close, they finally felt like they had some shortcomings.

Mrs. LAN looked at LAN Enron, her eyes suddenly dimmed again, and wanted to speak slowly for a while.