Occupy the little famous doctor

Mo Zhenao was lying in the critically ill VIP ward, his body was covered with infusion tubes, and even his nose was stuck with a transparent plastic tube. He was bleeding, his face was already pale as paper, and the other arm was receiving blood transfusions, so if the bleeding was not replenished, Mo Zhenao would soon dry up and die from the bleeding.

Du Weiyuan looked inside through the glass with an anxious expression on his face, but it was of no use. He was Mo Zhenao's housekeeper, and he had watched the young master grow up. He had long regarded him as his half-grandson. Also anxiously wishing that it was me lying in it.

"Old Du, you go back, you should go back and take a rest after guarding for a few days." Mo Gongzhi patted Du Weiyuan's shoulder, looked at the people inside, and frowned.

"Second Master, I'm fine. I'll just stay here. If the young master wakes up, I can ask him what he wants to eat." Du Weiyuan's voice was a little hoarse, he shook his head and stood still.

"Old Du, Xiao Ao won't be able to wake up for a while. Your body is getting bigger. You can't hold on to staying up all night. If Xiao Ao wakes up and sees that we have made you sick, he can't blame us. Mo Gongzhi wears a pair of glasses, unlike Mo Tiegang, he is dressed in a suit, refined, and looks like a gentleman.

"Second Lord, let's send the young master abroad for treatment. The advanced medical treatment abroad will surely cure the young master." Du Weiyuan looked at Mo Gongzhi, hoping that this would be the last straw for help, but Mo Gongzhi shook his head. Said.

"I brought the best doctor back from the United States. After seeing Xiao Ao's situation, he said that he was preparing for his funeral. Even if it is sent abroad, it is of no use." Five days ago, he received a call from his elder brother Mo Tiegang , Said that Mo Zhenao was critically ill, so he hurriedly brought the most authoritative doctor over, but at the first glance, he said that he was out of breath and could not be rescued, and asked them to prepare for his funeral as soon as he came up. He was beaten out by the elder brother.

"But the young master is still so young, how can you just..." Du Weiyuan couldn't say the following words, and swallowed hard to take back the words.

"As human beings, we can only resign ourselves to fate. Go back and rest first. If there is any change, I will notify you immediately." Mo Gongzhi sighed helplessly. His little grandnephew rarely got sick since he was a child. , the most frightening thing is that there is no way to find out the cause of the disease, and there is no way to prescribe the medicine. I took a look into the glass. Seeing this, Mo Gongzhi felt very distressed.

Mo Zhenao is the only descendant of the Mo family. He has been a treasure in the hands of everyone since he was a child, but he is not as domineering as the rich young master. This may have something to do with his lack of a father since he was a child. Mo Zhenao's father was born when he was three years old. Died in a car accident, Mo Zhenao had always been raised by Mo Tiegang. At the age of 20, he studied business with Mo Gong. At the age of 25, he took over the family business and became the head of the Mo Group. For more than 28 years, he has gone smoothly, sublimated all the way, expanded the company overseas, and ranked in the top ten of the world's rich list, but he did not expect that on his [-]th birthday, he had a cold and a fever, and he listened to Zhou Gushan by accident. If I was hospitalized, I didn't expect that I wouldn't be able to get out after staying here.

This sudden incident was a great blow to the Mo family, especially Mo Tiegang. He couldn't believe that his grandson was dying, so he beat Zhou Gushan in a rage. If something happened to his grandson, he would definitely not let him go. Group of quacks.