Lu Zihan didn't say much, just said no.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yan stood up and followed Mo Xinnian.

Mo Chuqi's current situation is pretty good. The fetus in her abdomen is temporarily healthy, but her mood is not very stable, so the risk factor is still high. Mo Yaochen asked her to be hospitalized, and there was a doctor who was there for 24 hours to deal with various situations.

In the senior ward, Mo Xinnian opened the door and saw the woman sitting by the bed. She nodded politely, "Aunt Meng."

Meng Yao stood up and said, "The thoughts are coming."

"I brought chicken soup," Mo Xinnian walked over and said with a smile, "Sister Xiaoqi wants to drink more. Have you felt much better today?"

"Thank you for yourselves." Mo Chuqi sat on the hospital bed and nodded when she heard this. Her long black hair was scattered, her small face as big as a palm was a little pale, and her lips were also white. "Brother... won't you come in the afternoon?"

"Didn't Chenchen leave a few hours ago? It should be going to work on MR," Meng Yao took the insulation box in Xinnian's hand, "I'll call him and ask him what time to come."

"Okay," Mo Chuqi lowered her head and said slowly, "I'll wait for my brother to come and have the soup together."

Meng Yao knew that she was in a bad mood, and she knew that only Mo Yaochen could coax her. After all, she was a twin sibling... Their relationship was definitely needless to say, Mo Chuqi relied on him more.

Meng Yao got up and went out to call Mo Yaochen. As soon as she hung up, Mo Xinnian also walked out, "Aunt Meng, what do you say about Brother Chenchen?"

"He said he would come here soon."

Meng Yao sighed lightly. She knew that Xiaoqi was pregnant and rushed to Las Vegas immediately, but she could only do the simplest thing to take care of her. Xiaoqi was not too close to her, and every day she would only have the appetite to eat something when Mo Yaochen was there.

Mo Xinnian asked in a low voice, "Have you not found my uncle and brother Xiaojiu...?"

Meng Yao shook her head pale, "No, so the guy probably disappeared when he went to find his father, as for his father..."

Luo Xiao must have gone to find Mo Nanjue, and he could save his life for Mo Nanjue... She knew very well.

So life and death are uncertain, no one has the right to say anything. That is his own life and his own choice.

And they have been missing for so long, deep in the sinister forest... Meng Yao also knows how much chance of surviving it.

So what to do in the future.

Although Xiaoqi will not abort the child, she is too depressed. She is pregnant for ten months, and there are too many uncertain factors... It is still unknown whether she can give birth to a child healthily and safely.

And her belly was the only bloodline between the Luo family and the Meng family... Luo Xiao was the only son of the Luo family, and he had only Luo Gu in his life.

When Meng Shaoling died, there was no descendant, and she was the only one left in the Meng family.

Meng Yao flew to the Jinhai of China a few days ago to visit Luo Xiao’s father—

Luo Tingsong is now in the intensive care unit, and the doctor said that his body can't last long... She didn't dare to tell him that something happened to Luo Xiaotongran was definitely not able to bear it.

Does a white-haired person give a black-haired person?

Meng Yao's eyes turned slightly red. In fact, she would not feel uncomfortable about something that Mo Nanjue and Tong Ran. She lived alone by Luo Xiao's tomb over the years. They treated her well for more than 20 years... It was actually no different from her relatives. She could not stand the Mo family.

Mo Xinnian reached out and held her hand, "Aunt Meng."
Chapter completed!