"Mo, what are you talking about? You are not allowed to curse yourself like this in the future. Do you understand?" The gentleness on Nangong's face disappeared, replaced by a serious look with a little domineering look on his face.

Wow, look at my husband now, he looks a bit like a modern man, a bit like a man.

It's a pity, it's a pity that she will pass away soon.

Woo hoo, she is about to die before she and her husband can get together well. Why is she so miserable?

"Don't cry. It's like a man's house, but there's no trace of a daughter-in-law."

Wow! I'm so sick, and you're still being mean to me.

If you don't let me cry, I will cry, and cry loudly. Wuwu...

"Mo, don't scare me. What's wrong with you? No, I'm going to find a doctor." Seeing that Xiao Mo just kept crying without saying a word.

Nangong was anxious, pushed Xiao Mo away, and trotted out the door in a hurry.

Ahem, OMG, please let me die. I will never suffer this kind of sin again. I will die cleanly.

Lying softly on the bed, Xiao Mo felt like the world was spinning.

Are you going back? That's okay, but I'm just a little reluctant to let go of my Yu'er. I finally married this man, not the man I married.

Now Qian Yu is busy at both ends, grieving for her lost husband and worrying about her only daughter who is seriously ill. These past few days, she has been really exhausted both physically and mentally.

Within a few days, there were many more gray hairs on my head, and I became much older.

When Xiao Mo struggled to wake up again, he sadly realized that he was not dead yet.

I was wondering in my heart, my body was already half dead, why couldn't I die? It was really uncomfortable to hang like this all the time.

Living a life of survival every day makes me go crazy.

Fortunately, with Nangong's careful care, Xiao Mo finally survived and passed the dangerous period.

Finally, the disease was under control.

But my body is not as good as before. I could still sit on the bed and talk to Nangong. Now that I am fine, I just want to sleep when I lie on the bed.

Not to mention sitting up, that would simply cost Xiao Mo his life.

Usually after lying on the bed and saying a few words to Nangong, Xiao Mo would fall into a daze and pass out.

Nangong is really a very virtuous husband, who has always taken care of Xiao Mo without any complaints.

He regards Xiao Mo as his lifelong support and takes good care of Xiao Mo every day. He is not bored or tired at all, and looks very happy. (I have to doubt the thinking of our classmate Nangong)

Soon, ten days passed.

Although the Qian Mansion is still in mourning, the atmosphere in the mansion is no longer depressing, and is gradually getting on the track of life.

Yes, the deceased is gone, but we can still live through these days.

Qian Yu was decadent for a few days and took over all the family business again.

Busy in and out every day, my life is still the same as before, but I feel like something is missing.
Chapter completed!