A room was specially vacated in the hospital. When Mo Yurou and the others pushed Ma Erwa to the ward, Lao Ma lay on the hospital bed dyingly, with tubes inserted into her body, and her chest was undulating rapidly, as if Lao Ma had exhausted his strength without taking a breath.

Hearing the sound, Lao Ma slowly opened his eyes. The already wrinkled face was swollen and almost squeezed his eyes away. There was no good skin on his face.

The upper body was naked, and there was a thick gauze wrapped around the abdomen. The gauze was faintly covered with blood. The left hand must have been severely collided and had deformed, looking particularly ferocious.

This was also the first time Mo Yurou saw Lao Ma after the accident. She just listened to the doctors' description, but when she saw it, she realized how serious the injury was.

Lao Ma tilted his head hard, and he wanted to see his grandson more. His vicissitudes of eyes were filled with reluctance and concern for Ma Erwa. At this time, Ma Erwa seemed to have not realized that this might be the last time between him and his grandfather.

Mo Yurou pushed Ma Erwa to the bed and said to the others in the ward.

"Let them talk alone, we'll all go out."

As she said that, Mo Yurou was about to leave. She couldn't see such a farewell when she was dying, but Mo Yurou turned around and heard a weak voice coming from behind.

"Miss Mo, I have something to say to you."

Mo Yurou thought she had heard it wrong, but turned around and saw Lao Ma staring at him with anticipation.

The rest of the people in the ward walked out, leaving only Mo Yurou and Ma Erwa. Mo Yurou stood at the end of the bed, wanting Lao Ma to talk to Ma Erwa first, but Lao Ma spoke again at this time.

"Miss Mo, can I ask you something?"

Mo Yurou was stunned for a moment, then nodded, walked to the head of the bed, and said with a serious look on her face.

"Uncle Ma, just say anything, as long as I can do it, I will definitely help you achieve it."

At this time, Lao Ma stretched out the undeformed hand, grabbed Ma Erwa's hand tremblingly, then looked at Mo Yurou, and said in a weak and reluctant voice.

"Miss Mo, I know you are a good person. You also found the doctor just now. My old horse's life expectancy is approaching. This is all my life, but when I leave, only this poor baby is left."

Speaking of this, Lao Ma was a little excited. Seeing the numbers on the instruments next to him changed too much, Mo Yurou said hurriedly.

"Uncle Ma, don't be excited, let's talk slowly, I'll listen."

At this time, Ma Erwa also realized something. He first looked at Mo Yurou, and then looked at his grandfather. Seeing that he was angry, he did not show any extreme performance. He just stood by the bed quietly, crying silently. Mo Yurou felt even more distressed for the child when she saw this scene.

At this time, Lao Ma calmed down a little and then spoke again.

"Erwazi is also a miserable child. You said such a good child, why did you join us in a family like us with nothing? His parents left early. Over the years, our grandfather and grandson depended on each other. At least this child can still have a hot meal, but now... cough cough... I want it too...."

"Uncle Ma, stop talking. I know what you want to say? Don't worry, I will take good care of Erwazi."

Mo Yurou had already guessed what Lao Ma was going to say. He wanted to arrange his grandson's future before he left, and at least ensure that he could eat and wear and drink.

Hearing Mo Yurou's words, Lao Ma breathed a sigh of relief and said with all his might.

"Thank you, Miss Mo, you are a good person and the benefactor of my Lao Ma family."

As he said that, Lao Ma looked at his grandson. At this time, Ma Erwa had been crying for a long time, and tears rolled down like beads, but he was afraid that this would make his grandfather worried, so he kept holding his voice.

"Erwazi, grandpa is leaving first. Can you promise grandpa something, okay?"

When Ma Erwa heard this, he tilted his head and was unwilling to speak. At a young age, he only thought that as long as he didn't agree, his grandfather would be reluctant to leave.

But at this time, Lao Ma had not supported him for long, and the numbers on the instruments next to him were gradually decreasing. He was now leaving his last breath to explain his funeral.

Seeing Ma Erwa silent, Lao Ma closed his eyes and didn't speak for a long time. He was so tired, but he still had many things he had not explained. He let himself relax for a while and spoke again.

"Erwazi, grandpa can't hold on for long. Don't let grandpa die with his eyes open. I know you are a good child, so don't let grandpa worry about you anymore, okay?"

Mo Yurou, who was beside her, saw Ma Erwa always lowering her head, squatted down, then held Ma Erwa's hand and said gently and kindly.

"Erwazi, listen to your grandfather's words, okay? Don't let him leave with regrets, and don't let yourself regret it."

After Mo Yurou said this, Ma Erwa was indeed much more obedient. She raised her head, looked at her grandfather with tears in her eyes, then nodded and said.

"Grandpa, I will be very obedient and obedient. Please don't leave me, okay, you are the only relative of Erwazi."

Seeing Ma Erwa crying, Lao Ma was heartbroken, but he knew that his life was not long, and no matter how much he was reluctant, he could not change anything.

Old Ma held Ma Erwa's hand tightly and said dyingly.

"Erwazi, listen to grandpa, you will be alone in the future. You must live well and live well for our Lao Ma family. Miss Mo is a good person. Grandpa gives you to her now. You must respect her like a filial piety to her. Do you know? When grandpa leaves, you will go to school to study. Lao Ma family cannot be illiterate. Do you know, you must study hard and strive to leave this mountain in the future, so that you can't do it."

"Woooooooooooooooooo, grandpa, I just want you."

After all, he is still a child. What Ma Erwa can think of now is to keep his grandfather.

When Lao Ma saw that he had tried his best to say this, the child didn't listen. He was excited and coughed again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

When Mo Yurou saw that the situation was wrong, she immediately shouted to the door.

"Doctor, nurse, come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dean Wang and others who were guarding the door rushed in. Then the scene in the ward was in chaos. Mo Yurou pushed Ma Erwa to the side early and kept holding him. Especially when she saw the bloody rescue scene in the scene, she directly covered Ma Erwa's eyes.

After more than ten minutes of rescue, the situation finally stabilized, but after this tossing, Lao Ma could not hold on for long.

Lao Ma's eyes were staring at Ma Erwa who was protected by Mo Yurou. Mo Yurou knew that Lao Ma was worried about something, so she carried Ma Erwa over and said very seriously and firmly.

"Uncle Ma, if you believe me, I will take Ma Erwa as my adopted son. I will take this child away this time. I will take him to Luocheng, arrange him to go to school, and give him a warm home. I will arrange everything for him in the future. Don't worry, I will let him remember you forever. As long as he wants, he can come back to see you at any time."

Hearing this, Lao Ma was breathing heavily. Mo Yurou thought Lao Ma would not accept it. When she was about to say something, she heard Lao Ma say to Ma Erwa.

"Erwazi, kowtow to your mother quickly, Miss Mo, Erwazi will be your child in the future. My old Ma family doesn't ask that the child be rich and prosperous, I just hope that I won't live as hard as ours. Child, kowtow to Miss Mo quickly."

Old Ma grabbed the corner of Ma Erwa's clothes and said anxiously.

Ma Erwa hesitated for a moment, but looking at Lao Ma's increasingly weak expression, he finally stood up from the wheelchair and then knelt in front of Mo Yurou.

Mo Yurou had never seen this scene before. She always felt that there was gold under her knees, and she knelt on the sky, kneeling on the ground, and even a child could not kneel down casually. So, Mo Yurou immediately helped Ma Erwa up and said to Lao Ma.

"Uncle Ma, since I spoke, I recognized Erwa, as a child. As for kowtow, there is no need to. We don't have these habits."

After saying that, Mo Yurou held Ma Erwa's hand and came to the bedside, put Ma Erwa's hand in Lao Ma's hand, and said again.

"Your grandfather and grandson are talking for a while, I'll wait for you at the door."

After saying that, Mo Yurou walked out of the ward.

The moment she walked out of the ward, Mo Yurou leaned against the door, and she looked sad like a deflated ball.

"Dr. Mo, sit here and rest for a while."

Zhou Mengqian thought Mo Yurou was affected by the sad atmosphere inside, so she helped Mo Yurou sit next to her to rest.

Mo Yurou, who sat down, took a deep breath and rubbed her temples. At this time, she felt her head buzzing and a little painful. She frowned, but she heard the crying inside, but she had no time to think about her body.

After a while, Ma Erwa's crying came from inside. Then, all the doctors and nurses rushed in. Then, there was a panic. Then, Ma Erwa was carried out by a doctor.

"What's wrong with him?"

"I was so excited that I fainted and had a high fever again, but don't worry, it should be nothing serious."
Chapter completed!