"Mr. Xiao Qi, long time no see you." Wang Hai responded respectfully.

Mo Qi held the wheelchair armrest with one arm, but at the age of teenager, he felt a sense of gloom.

"I'm really fine, it's useless to stay in the hospital. I want to go home."

"No. You have to be hospitalized for a few days, and a car accident is not a trivial matter."

"But……"

This is the conversation that Mu Qing heard when he arrived outside the ward.

She asked as she pushed open the door of the ward: "Why did you two start arguing as soon as you met?"

She walked over and looked at the father and son who had their own insistence, not to mention the stubborn appearance, she was exactly the same.

Mu Qing was funny. When she saw her son was fine, she seemed relieved. She walked over and chuckled and joked, "Didn't you always muttering about dad when you were abroad? Why did you get angry with dad when you came back?"

"So too, aren't you happy that your son is back? You don't have to be afraid of scaring him so seriously."

"Hmph, he is not afraid of me. He is very brave."

"He was unhappy and asked me to stay in the hospital when he came back."

The father and son spoke in unison.

Mu Qing looked at this and that, and finally burst into laughter.

"Okay, let's talk about it, what's the reason? I'll be fair."

Mu Qing stood between the father and son, holding one hand.

The father and son glanced at him, but Mo Jun, who was his father, spoke first.

"This brat is so injured that he doesn't want to be hospitalized and has to stay home."

"You said there are no professional medical staff at home, so this guy hurts his bones. What if it doesn't grow well?"

"I didn't promise him to go home, he even threw a tantrum on me."

Mo Qi couldn't listen anymore and argued, "I was injured, but the doctor also said it was not that serious, so it's not impossible to go back to cultivate."

"It's okay to go back and cultivate, but have you ever thought about it? Is there anyone at home taking care of you?" Mo Jun whispered to him.

Mo Qi lowered his eyes, looking indescribable, "So, even if you return to China, you still have to leave me in the hospital, right?"

Mo Jun's pupils shrank, as if he didn't expect that the resolute and brave child would say such a thing.

"I……"

"Xiao Qi!" Mo Jun wanted to explain something, but Mu Qing, who was beside him, scolded: "Dad is just worried that your wounds will not heal so well when you go home. Do you want to leave anything behind and apologize to Dad."

Mo Qi turned his head stubbornly, obviously unwilling to do so.

"You..." Mu Qing wanted to say something when he saw this, but was pulled by Mo Jun.

He shook his head at her, lowered his voice, and compromised, "It's not impossible to go back, but everything must be followed by your mother."

Hearing this, Mo Qi nodded vigorously, and the smile on his face could hardly be hidden.

Seeing his happy appearance, Mo Jun also laughed.

After all, I feel that I owe this child, so I feel wronged after returning to my side and I can't bear it.

"Will dad live with us?" Mo Qixiyi asked, although he was only ten years old, he knew the special nature of his family.

Mo Jun was silent.

In fact, he is planning to go back during this period.

He hasn't been back since Xiaorou has happened to him.

It's been more than a month, and this is something I haven't seen before.

He asked Mo Qi to come back, and he also wanted Mo Qi to accompany Mu Qing so that he could return to his family.

Mu Qingyu Guang noticed his silent face and curled up invisibly with his fingers falling beside him.

A few seconds later, she gently rubbed her son's hair, "It's not enough to have a mother with you? Dad still has a lot of things to do, and I'm afraid there's no time."

"Oh," he lowered his eyes in disappointment, "I just worry that my mother won't be able to hold me when I get home, and it's not convenient for me to be a boy."

Mo Jun glanced at the mother and son, sighed and said, "I'll try to come back."

Hearing this, both of them looked at each other.

"Dongdongdongdongdong." At the right time, the ward door was knocked.

Mo Jun: "Come in."

Wang Hai pushed the door open and carried two bags in his hand, "Sir, the discharge procedures have been completed."

"Okay, let you mother and son go home first." Mo Jun nodded and went over to push Mo Qi's wheelchair out.

Mu Qing walked behind, and the phone in her pants pocket had been vibrating since just now. Looking at the father and son chatting enthusiastically in front of him, Mu Qing took out his phone and looked at it.

Several photos all reflect the loss and sadness of the mother and daughter.

She curled the corners of her mouth with satisfaction.

This is just beginning, can't you stand it anymore?

Oh……

It was almost twelve o'clock when they sent them home.

Mo Jun asked Wang Hai’s father Mo Qi to push his home, but he stayed in the car and didn’t come out.

Mu Qing knew that he would not stay here today and was not disappointed.

Instead, he went over and rubbed his furrowed eyebrows considerately, "Are you very tired?"

"Let Xiao Wang send you back to rest early, I'm here."

Mo Jun pulled her hand and kissed her, "Call me if you have something to do."

Mu Qing leaned over and kissed him on his lips, responding softly, "Okay."

She got out of the car and Xiao Wang came out of the house.

"Xiao Wang, be careful when driving on the road."

Mu Qing closed the car door.

"Yes, Miss Mu."

Seeing the car leaving, Mu Qing turned around and returned to the villa.

In the villa, Mo Qi was giving himself water.

Mu Qing frowned and immediately went over, "Don't move around, tell mom what you want to do."

Looking at her mother's nervous appearance, Mo Qi smiled and moved her legs in plaster in front of her.

Seeing him moving freely, Mu Qing was stunned for a moment, and finally couldn't help laughing, and lit on his forehead, "Stupid brat, smart."

"Those two women are not worthy of my injury."

He did have a car accident and also scratched his face, but just the things he saw on the surface were just doing things.

It is true that money can make the devil push me.

Immediately someone helped me perform this drama.

"Then you don't tell your mother early, it will make me feel distressed for so long."

Mo Qi pulled his mother and begged for mercy, "That's not a whole show. If you haven't even cheated you, how can you hide it from your father?"

"Ghost Spirit." Mu Qing smiled and cursed, "Okay, go up and take a shower and go to bed. You should be tired after making such a mess for a day."

The mother and son are having fun here.

On the other side, there was haze everywhere.

When Mo Jun pushed open the gate of the old house, the pointer had already skipped twelve o'clock.

Looking at the dark living room, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're uncomfortable going back to this home?"
Chapter completed!