Her hand trembled as she clutched Gu Yixuan’s hand, her eyes brimming with deep concern.
"Don’t be afraid, I will find the best doctor to cure you. Trust me, I will make you better," he said, holding her hand and kissing it repeatedly at his lips.
His words were firm, comforting her and making a promise at the same time.
She believed every word he said.
Mo Ran was reassured, gazing at him with adoring eyes, unwavering.
Gu Yixuan took out his phone to arrange for a doctor, then covered her eyes with a handkerchief and wrapped her in a blanket before carrying her downstairs.
She had to go to the hospital immediately for a comprehensive check-up.
Mo Yan and the grandmother had also spent a sleepless night, sitting in the living room.
"Where are you going?" she asked as she saw them coming downstairs.
"To the hospital," Gu Yixuan said, briskly walking past them with hurried steps.
Mo Yan reacted and hurried after them, "I want to go too!"
Upon arriving at the hospital, all the best doctors gathered to conduct an examination. After two full hours, the conclusion was that her eyes had suffered a slight irritation and needed time to recover.
But her throat was indeed damaged, and it would be difficult to heal in a short amount of time.
Gu Yixuan sat by the hospital bed, looking at Mo Ran with tender eyes, yet his voice was very cold, "Start the treatment immediately. If you can’t cure her, get out, all of you!"
"Yes, yes!" a row of doctors behind himsaid reverently.
Most of the shares of this hospital belonged to Gu Yixuan; he had the power to make every person here unemployed.
Though Mo Ran couldn’t see him, she knew he was angry, even though he suppressed it well. Updates are released by novel•fire.net
She gripped his hand in return and gently patted the back of his hand twice, signaling him to stay calm.
Suddenly, a cold object slipped onto her ring finger, and her heart stirred, immediately guessing what it was.
"Ranran, this is an engagement ring. I will treat you well, cherish you with a lifetime’s worth of time. Please agree to marry me," Gu Yixuan said, holding her hand earnestly.
Proposing at this time seemed hasty and abrupt.
But apart from now, there was no better time.
Mo Ran was moved, nodding vigorously with excitement.
She was willing, willing to marry him, willing to grow old with him.
"Thank you," the man’s cool lips kissed hers, and Mo Ran gently opened her mouth to respond to his passion.