Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The next day, Lan Yaxin woke up early. She first baked bread, poured a cup of milk, fried an egg, and made a steamed egg with the yellow liquid from last night.
‘Mo Jinrong was sleepy in the morning. He glanced at his hand and realized he had overslept. He hurried downstairs, buttoning his sleeves as he complained.
“What happened? Who turned off my alarm?”
“Are you awake? I was afraid the alarm would wake you up, so I turned it off. Are you angry?”
Lan Yaxin felt wronged.
Mo Jinrong didn’t reply, directly entering the washroom to wash up.
“Miss Lan, did you make this?”
Mo San looked at the sumptuous breakfast on the table in thought.
“Yes, I woke up early today and was a little hungry, so I also made some breakfast for everyone.”
Lan Yaxin smiled. Usually, she wouldn’t touch water, but today, for Mo Jinrong’s sake, she had looked up a recipe that wasn’t that difficult to cook.
‘Mo Jinrong washed up quickly and was about to leave.
“Brother-in-law, you haven’t had breakfast yet.”
Lan Yaxin called out hurriedly.
“Tm not eating anymore. I hope you can leave before I come back from work.”
Mo Jinrong got into the car without turning back.
‘Mo San was craving the steamed egg on the table, so he picked it up and finished it quickly.
“Butler Mo, you…”
Lan Yaxin turned around, glaring at Mo San.
Her steamed egg was going to benefit him?
“Sorry, it’s too delicious.”
‘Mo San slipped into the car after speaking.
Lan Yaxin was a little nervous. She didn’t know what the yellow liquid was or the consequences of eating it.
“Brother-in-law!”
The car drove away amidst Lan Yaxin’s call.
“Young Master! Why didn’t Miss Lan tell you about Lan Tingyun’s illness? Lan Yaxin seems very thoughtful about this.” Mo San asked curiously.
“pursue her if you like her thoughtfulness. Let’s go to the hospital now.” Mo Jinrong spoke expressionlessly.
“Tm not blessed. Girls like Miss Lan aren’t easy to provoke, I don’t want to be a henpecked husband.” Mo San shook his head.
In the hospital.
Lan Anran guarded the hospital bed the entire night and had fallen asleep on the bed.
“sis! Dad moved!”
The moment Lan Yanran opened his eyes, he saw Lan Tingyun blink several times.
Lan Anran was startled awake and she hurriedly felt Lan Tingyun’s pulse.
Although his pulse was stronger than yesterday, he was still short of breath and generally weaker.
She took out the remaining herbal medicine from her bag and poured half of it down Lan Tingyun’s throat.
She didn’t dare to use too much for fear that the medicine would be too violent and cause his blood circulation to accelerate. Lan Tingyun might not be able to take it, so she only gave him half of the dosage.
Li Yueru had just woken up and when she saw that her children were awake, she hurried over to check on them.
“How is your father?”
“Don’t worry, his condition is better than yesterday. I suggest letting Uncle Li take a CT scan of his brain to check his blood vessels.”
Lan Anran wanted to see the condition of the blood vessels in Lan Tingyun’s brain.
It would be easier to prescribe the medicine then.
“Yueru, see. He hasn’t improved at all. Aren’t your children just making a fuss? In my opinion, we should quickly transfer Tingyun to another hospital. Mo Jinrong’s family is so rich, so we should get his help. He will definitely be able to find the best doctor for Tingyun. There can’t be any problems with my
son.
Tingyi is in jail, and I only have one son left. Tingyun, you can’t die!”
Zhao Xiumei covered her face and cried as she spoke, sobbing on the bed.
“Shut up, my dad isn’t dead yet! Why are you crying?”
Lan Anran glanced at Zhao Xiumei impatiently.
“Tm crying about my son. Why are you so unfilial?”
Zhao Xiumei retorted.
Suddenly, outside the intensive care unit, a group of irrelevant people poked their heads into the room.
Li Yueru didn’t understand what had happened and hurried out to look.
“Who are you? What are you doing?”
“Are you Lan Yanran’s mother? I heard that his father was hospitalized. Is that true? We’re reporters and we wanted to visit.”
Aman with a sign poked his head inside.
Li Yueru retorted angrily.
“This is the intensive care unit, the patient needs to rest. Hurry and leave, or I’ll call security.”
Lan Yanran didn’t expect a group of reporters to come over to take pictures of his father when he was ill. He walked out impatiently and roared a few words.
“What are you taking photos for? My dad is sick and if you disturb him, he won’t have a good rest. Are you going to be held accountable? Get out now, you are not welcome here!”
The few reporters were enraged. They carried their cameras and took pictures of their faces while yelling loudly, “Who do you think you are? Don’t you know that you relied on us reporters to support you? Without us, who could have made you famous? Now that you’re acting so arrogantly in front of us,
do you believe that we won’t expose you and make it impossible for you to survive in the entertainment industry?
Hurry and film this person’s face. If you want this matter to end, don’t even think about ending it without 10 million yuan blocking our mouths.”
The cameras flashed and several reporters started to threaten them.
“Tm quitting the entertainment industry today. I’m quitting and I won’t give you the money. If you want to be exposed, go ahead. I’m frustrated enough that my dad is sick here, what more do you want?”
Lan Yanran was furious. His eyes were open wide and bloodshot, and he felt like his entire body was on fire.
“If you don’t leave now, I’m going to call security.”
Li Yueru threatened..