On the day of the flash wedding, Mrs. Huo went to the andrology department again

Sometimes, the hope is too great, and at the moment it cannot be realized, you will become desperate after being disillusioned.

He had to think of a way to make Mu Nanxi more accepting.

That is to drag it on until she is at least well now.

After it heals, both physical and mental endurance will be much better.

Gu Wennian pursed his lips and stood up, "I'll get you some porridge and something to eat, and you can continue to sleep."

"it is good."

Mu Nanxi responded, her breathing became even, and her whole body slowly relaxed. At the same time, she clenched her fingers tightly. She would definitely keep her body healthy.

Only in this way can we take good care of Huo Yanxi and Huo Xinbao in the future.

Gu Wennian brought back a portion of porridge and fed it to Mu Nanxi bit by bit.

Mu Nanxi did not wolf down the food, nor did he say no after taking only one or two bites. Instead, he ate seriously.

Seeing her like this, Gu Wennian couldn't help but smile, "You've never been so serious about eating."

"Yes, I feel that food is the source of life now. I can't skip eating. If I didn't eat when I was in a bad mood like before, eating more would be a mistake. Now I have to eat well and finish it."

Mu Nanxi also tried her best to give Gu Wennian a smile, but the next second, her waist throbbed again.

It turns out that giving birth is so tiring.

Gu Wennian helped her wipe the porridge from her mouth.

Mu Nanxi subconsciously lowered his eyes and trembled.

"what happened?"

Gu Wennian asked.

Mu Nanxi shook his head, "It's okay, it's just you wiping my mouth... Huo Yanshen used to do this a lot, but when you suddenly did this, I didn't react."

"I understand what you mean." Gu Wennian withdrew his hand.

"Please help me clean it up, Gu Wennian."

Mu Nanxi stared at his face with a pair of clear and bright eyes, and spoke slowly, completely accepting him.

Gu Wennian raised his eyebrows and said, "I thought you would really be so fed up with me touching you."

"No, I can't take care of myself right now. I know you have always taken care of me. I should say thank you."

Mu Nanxi finished the porridge and confided to Gu Wennian, "It really hurts to have a baby. I am always alone, and I am always alone when I am desperate. I have never expected anyone to really do it." To protect me for the rest of my life, but this time, you are taking care of me, Gu Wennian, thank you."

She cannot take care of herself now.

She knew her situation, especially women after giving birth, who needed someone to take care of them.

Qiao Tianfeng couldn't take care of her so well, but it was very rare for Gu Wennian to rush back from Yuncheng immediately and take care of her again.

"I will accompany you. No need to say thank you or not. I am willing to do so."

Mu Nanxi was even a little embarrassed and said, "You are the one who is having the most trouble. I just arrived in China from France, and now I am rushing back from China. I know how tired I am. After I fall asleep, you should also have a good rest." .”

"Thank you Dr. Nanxi for caring about me."

Gu Wennian scraped the bridge of her nose.

Then, he turned around and went to the water dispenser to get some warm water, then came over and gave it to Mu Nanxi to take a few sips.

"How are you? Are you feeling better?"

Mu Nanxi nodded slightly stiffly, "I don't feel so uncomfortable anymore. I'm a little sleepy."

"Go to sleep when you are sleepy. You don't need to think about anything now. Just sleep when you are full, eat when you are full, and drink when you are thirsty."

Gu Wennian's words gradually made Mun Nanxi feel at ease.

After Mu Nanxi fell asleep, Gu Wennian helped her turn off the lights in the ward. He stayed by her side and stared at Mu Nanxi quietly. At this moment, all the desire for control in her heart reached its highest point.

Mu Nanxi finally belonged to him, Gu Wennian.

This moment, every moment, does not belong to Huo Yanshen.

Huo Yanshen couldn't see it.

He was the one who saw Mu Nanxi's appearance.

Gu Wennian didn't want to sleep all night, he just wanted to have Mu Nanxi.

……

domestic.

It's still a hospital, but a morgue.

Huo Yan looked deeply at Mr. Huo's body covered with white cloth, sitting alone in front of a chair, his eyes deep and scarlet, "Grandpa, did I really do something wrong?"

But he had already tried. He had tried to hold Mu Nanxi's hand tightly and not let go.

Tried many times.

But it's all to no avail.

Huo Yan closed her eyes deeply and said silently, "I lied to you. That woman is not Nanxi. Grandpa, I'm sorry for you."

They stayed like this all night.

Early the next morning, Huo Yanshen looked exhausted, his face was livid, and his eyes were full of black luster.

Qiao Huanhao had been sitting outside when she saw Huo Yanshen coming out and said, "You don't look good. Let's have something to drink."

She held a thermos cup in her hand and unscrewed it.

Huo Yanshen waved it away with his hands, "No, we have to hold a funeral today."

Zhou Yu made arrangements quickly. Mr. Huo's body was delivered to the mourning hall.

There were professional people who cleaned Mr. Huo's body and wiped his body with white wine.

The next step is to put on the shroud, place white flowers in the coffin, and at the same time, take off the black gemstone ring that holds the holder of Mr. Huo's hand.

It was originally handed over to Huo Zhi'ao.

However, Huo Zhi'ao came over and gave it to Huo Yanshen: "Your grandfather has always wanted you to accept this."

Huo Yan's eyes deepened, "Give it to Yanchen, he is the heir to the Huo family now."

This helmsman's gemstone ring represents the Huo family's power, status, and voice.

The responsibility is great.

Huo Zhi'ao doesn't have a good temper: "Your grandfather said that this thing is for you. If you don't accept it, I will throw it away. Don't say that it is for Yanchen. What is given to you is for you."

Huo Yan heard this, accepted it, and put it directly into his trousers pocket.

"Take it, and don't let Yanchen know."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Yanchen walked into the mourning hall.

He approached Mr. Huo's coffin and looked around for the black gemstone ring.

"Mom, here's grandpa's gemstone ring, the heir's ring."

Mrs. Huo pinched Huo Yanchen's ears and said, "What ring do you want? Your grandfather has just left."

"I'm leaving, but isn't this thing very important? Why are you twisting my ears?"

Huo Yanchen was in some pain and shouted.

"I don't know, hurry up and put on my mourning clothes."

Huo Yanshen didn't talk to Huo Zhi'ao, "Dad, I'm going to wear mourning clothes too."

Huo Yanshen and Huo Yanchen both put on mourning clothes, knelt down and offered incense to Mr. Huo in the mourning hall.

The descendants are Huo Yanshen and Huo Yanchen.

Huo Yanshen is the eldest grandson, and Huo Yanchen is the second grandson.

Many people came to attend Mr. Huo's funeral.

After all, Mr. Huo is the helmsman of the Huo family and the master of the family. The Huo family is also the most wealthy and powerful family in Yuncheng. Countless wealthy family bosses and elders have come to pay their respects.

Huo Yanshen dealt with the trivial matters at the funeral. When everyone left, he would keep vigil. Tomorrow, the body would be taken to the crematorium.

In the Huo family, Mr. Huo finally held a grand funeral.

It can be regarded as a glorious departure.

When Huo Yanshen thought of this, he felt a little relieved, but a little sad. It would be great if Mu Nanxi was by his side to support him through such a desperate moment.

However, this world is counterproductive, and the person by his side is Qiao Huanhao.

Late at night, mourning hall.

Huo Yanchen yawned because he was too tired: "Brother, I will go back to Huo's house to sleep first. Sleeping here is too hard. I don't want to sleep in the mourning hall again."

"Are you worthy of grandpa?" Huo Yanshen lit up the incense again and raised his eyes coldly to stare at Huo Yanchen.

"I know it's not easy for you to handle funerals, but now you have to solve problems when you encounter them. You only handle funerals, but Huo Group has a lot of troubles that require me to preside over. I'm tired from my own work. If you don’t sleep well here, the Huo Group will only get worse in the future. Can you afford the responsibility?"

Huo Yanshen said nothing, but knelt down again after putting on the incense.

He wears a white mourning belt on his head.

When Mrs. Huo heard this, she rolled her eyes at Huo Yanchen.

"You are just making excuses. Are you asking me to beat you today?"

"Okay, let him go back." Huo Zhi'ao spoke forcefully, not bothering to talk nonsense.

"Since Dad said so, I'm leaving first. I'm really too tired. I'll come over on time at five o'clock tomorrow morning to wake up Grandpa."

Huo Yanchen stood up. He was now the heir to the Huo family and the president of the Huo Group.

Is it still necessary to go through formal matters?

It's really not necessary.

After Huo Yanchen left the mourning hall, Mrs. Huo started to cry, "I gave birth to something, what kind of thing is it..."

Huo Zhi'ao handed Mrs. Huo a tissue very calmly and looked at Huo Yanshen again.

"Go deal with the woman outside."

Qiao Huanhao always wore white Xiaoyi and stayed outside the mourning hall.

Huo Yan frowned deeply. It was getting cold now. It was actually cold outside the mourning hall. He asked Qiao Huan to come in.

After Qiao Huanhao came in, Huo Zhiao took Mrs. Huo to another side hall of the mourning hall to rest.

Qiao Huanhao offered incense to Mr. Huo, and then knelt beside Huo Yanshen.

"This matter is none of your business, what are you doing?"

Huo Yan tugged his lips deeply and said in a cold tone: "Why bother."

"I just feel that you need me now. You can't support it alone, right? You must have someone by your side. I know that you have already preconceived this face of mine. You think it belongs to Mu Nanxi. Face."

Qiao Huan smiled and said, "I don't mind your preconceptions, as long as I can make you feel better now."

"I will investigate the matter between you and Mu Nanxi later. Let me send grandpa away first."

Huo Yan took a deep breath. He could have survived it alone, but he saw Qiao Huanhao who had the same face as Mu Nanxi.

Not to mention the countless turbulences in his heart.

Qiao Huan knew that Huo Yanshen was feeling sad, "Okay, I will listen to you and I will accompany you."

"..."

Qiao Huanhao stayed with Huo Yanshen and kept vigil all night.

At five o'clock the next morning, members of the Huo family arrived and once again offered incense collectively.

"Dad, please go away." Huo Zhi'ao held the incense with great piety.

Huo Yanchen also had a tough back and yawned, "Grandpa, have a good trip."

Mrs. Huo stood in a row with Huo Yanshen and Qiao Huanhao, and the three of them lit incense together for Mr. Huo.

bow.

Beat the gong.

At six o'clock, wake up on time!

Mr. Huo was buried in the royal cemetery.

It is the best cemetery area in Yuncheng.

Huo Yanshen felt tired. After the incident, he sat alone in the black Maybach car, halfway up the mountain, smoking quietly.

The car window opened and he looked at himself in the rearview mirror, feeling extremely strange.

It seems that since Mu Nanxi left, he has almost changed his life.

At this moment, a familiar and beautiful face appeared in front of her.

"Nanxi, I'm so tired..."

He opened his lips, and his voice was extremely hoarse and choked.

However, Qiao Huan stared at him quietly, stretched out her hand and touched his face, "Cry."

Huo Yanshen couldn't distinguish the sadness for a moment. He lay on the back of Qiao Huanhao's hand and burst into tears. His eyes were scarlet and he cried like a child.

Qiao Huanhao had never seen Huo Yanshen like this before.

But she knew very well in her heart that it was because Huo Yanshen mistook her for Mu Nanxi at this moment.

"Huo Yanshen, I will accompany you."

She imitated Mu Nanxi's tone of voice. This was probably how Mu Nanxi usually called Huo Yanshen.

When Huo Yanshen heard his full name being called, he completely lost his mind: "Nanxi, it's you, it's really you... Grandpa is gone, and my child is gone. What should I do? I'm sorry for you, and I'm sorry too." grandfather."

"I have nothing to apologize for. No matter what, I will be with you."

"..."

Huo Yanshen held Qiao Huan's good hand hard, and a strange smell lingered on the tip of his nose. Then, his black eyes were scarlet, and his eyes gradually came to life.

Qiao Huan was stunned for a moment, and then she felt the man withdrawing and resisting a little bit.

Huo Yanshen raised his chin again and dropped the cigarette in his other hand.

"Xiao Bei."

"It's me." Qiao Huanhao frowned, "Well, I'm not Mu Nanxi. If what I did just now makes you feel better, I don't mind letting you continue to misunderstand me."

"Don't do this again. You are not Nanxi. Don't comfort me in this way."

Huo Yan rubbed his temples deeply and said tiredly.

"You drove the car to the hillside of the cemetery by yourself. My uncle and aunt were very worried about you. I looked for you for a long time before I found your car."

"How did you get here?" Huo Yan took a deep look around and found that there were no vehicles. Did she come here on foot?

"walk."

"..."

Huo Yan felt a little guilty. After all, it would take at least ten kilometers to walk from the mountaintop cemetery to the mountainside.

"Get in the car and get some warm air."

Qiao Huanhao heard this, and there was a hint of joy on her face.

She walked straight to the passenger seat and wanted to sit in this seat.

Huo Yan was silent.

Just watch Qiao Huanhao sit up.

"What's wrong, Huo Yanshen, can't I sit in the passenger seat?" Qiao Huan said with a smile.

Huo Yan frowned deeply and said, "It's nothing. Sit down."

"I know that for men, only the woman they love the most can sit in the passenger seat, so I'll sit in the back."

"You can sit here."