The little flame of expectation in Xiao Zichen's heart has now been extinguished little by little, but he still doesn't believe that Mo Yurou can be so heartless. After he has reached this point, doesn't he still have no intention of answering?
Hearing Xiao Zichen's chilling words, Meng Na shivered and said something.
"Mr. Xiao, I'm not doing this to save you money!"
When Xiao Zichen heard this, he smiled coldly and said.
"Do you think what I, Xiao Zichen, lack is money?"
After saying that, Xiao Zichen turned his head to the side again, looking at the bustling street scene outside the car, but there was no feeling of appreciation in his heart.
Yes, he, the president of Tangtang Ocean Group, may even become the controlling shareholder of Yaohua Group. Will he be short of money? If he can exchange his lifetime wealth for Mo Yurou's lifelong companionship, he will not hesitate at all.
After that, there was no sound in the carriage. In the past few months of contact with Xiao Zichen, Meng Na also knew Xiao Zichen's bottom line very well. Her silence at this time was the best protection for herself.
For about half an hour, the car was about to enter the community where Meng Na lived, but just as the car was about to enter the community gate, Xiao Zichen made a sound.
"Pause."
After saying that, the driver braked and the car stopped firmly on the side of the road. Then, Xiao Zichen opened the door and was about to get out of the car when Meng Na grabbed the corner of his clothes.
"Mr. Xiao, don't you want to go upstairs?"
As she spoke, Meng Na felt a cold light as sharp as a blade. She subconsciously let go of her hand, and then watched Xiao Zichen get out of the car.
"No need, I will inform you in advance next time we meet."
After saying that, Xiao Zichen walked towards the back of the car without looking back. Behind the nanny car, Xiao Zichen's driver, Brother Liu, kept driving and followed him not far or near.
Seeing Xiao Zichen leaving, Han Hui couldn't help but speak.
"Nana, have you made Mr. Xiao unhappy again?"
"How dare I? Okay, let's go back quickly. It's been a tiring day."
Meng Na was in a depressed mood. After speaking, she turned around and looked out of the rear window. Xiao Zichen had already gotten in the car, and the black car passed by her car without slowing down. After a while, it disappeared into the night.
In England, the villa where Mo Yurou lived was extremely quiet at this time. Except for Aunt Xu who was busy cooking in the kitchen, there was no one else in the villa.
At this time, there was a world-renowned brain research center about three kilometers away from the villa, and in an office here, Mo Yurou, who was almost six months pregnant, was sitting in a wheelchair.
Jessica was by my side.
In front of him was an old man about sixty-five years old, wearing a white coat and holding a thick stack of physical examination reports in one hand. He sometimes looked up at the CT scan inserted on the lamp wall, sometimes frowned and sometimes sighed.
Mo Yurou sat there calmly. Even though the professor in front of her sighed and frowned repeatedly, her mood was not affected at all. On the other hand, Jessica beside her was restless and wanted to grab the inspection report from the professor's hand and read it herself.
Almost four or five minutes had passed. If it had been anyone else, I'm afraid her mentality would have collapsed. But Mo Yurou has become accustomed to such scenes in the past few months. At this time, Yun Danfeng said softly.
"Professor Rogge, please stop sighing and tell me how the baby is doing. She is now twenty-four weeks old. As long as I persist for another six weeks, there will be hope for her to survive again, right?"
Mo Yurou broke the solemn atmosphere in the office. As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the professor opposite sigh again, then put down the inspection report in his hand and said.
"You are the most stubborn pregnant woman I have ever seen, but you are also the greatest mother I have ever seen. The baby is developing very well. Maybe she also knows your persistence, so her development is better than others during the same pregnancy."
When Professor Rogge said this, Mo Yurou breathed a long sigh of relief and spoke in a brisk tone.
"That's not very good."
But as soon as she finished speaking, Professor Rogge's expression darkened, his expression became a little more serious, and his tone also had a touch of sadness.
"But your condition is very bad. Look at your legs, you can't stand up at all now, and the blood clots in your brain have exceeded our original estimates. I'm afraid you can only see a little light source now.
Bar?"
If Professor Rogge hadn't said this, others would never have noticed that Mo Yurou's left eye was almost out of focus. Although she looked up at Professor Rogge, her left eye was empty and lifeless compared to her right eye.
At this time, the expression on Mo Yurou's face changed slightly. A dim light flashed through her originally bright right eye, but then she smiled slightly and said as if she didn't care.
"It's just one eye. It's not like I can't see at all. As for these legs, I never had the chance to stand up. Isn't it easier to sit in a wheelchair like this now?"
Mo Yurou always had a smile on her face. When she spoke, she was particularly gentle. Her eyes occasionally fell on her bulging belly, and her eyes almost turned into water.
Professor Rogge and Jessica could only sigh softly when they heard this. They both knew that the woman in front of them was extremely stubborn, and no matter what they said, nothing would change.
Finally, Professor Rogge put away the thick stack of inspection reports in front of him and dialed the internal number. After a while, a woman walked in carrying a bag of things.
"These are the medicines I have re-prepared for you. They contain specific dosages. By the way, this medicine is a bit bitter. There is an extra dose of medicine in it, so there may be some adverse reactions. Just wait until you get used to it."
After hearing this, Mo Yurou just nodded lightly. In the past few months, no matter what kind of medicine came, she would accept it as long as it could make the baby give birth smoothly.
At this time, Mr. Rogge spoke again.
"Looking at your situation now, I think you should give birth to the baby when you are twenty-eight weeks old. Then we will arrange a craniotomy for you immediately. This way, the vision in your left eye will still have a chance to recover."
At first, Mo Yurou's laboratory planned to give birth at thirty weeks, which would be better for the fetus, but now the blood clots in Mo Yurou's brain have exceeded their expectations. For the sake of Mo Yurou's body,
Only Professor Rogge came up with this idea.
Mo Yurou paused slightly after hearing this, but then she refused.
"Let's stick to the original plan. Thirty weeks later, as for the blood clot, I trust your medical skills."
After saying that, Professor Rogge wanted to say something else, but Mo Yurou didn't give him a chance to speak.
"Professor Rogge, I know you are doing it for my own good, but as a mother, I hope to have a healthy child as long as possible. Thirty weeks is my bottom line."
After hearing this, Professor Rogge sighed again and finally said nothing.
After that, Mo Yurou and Jessica left the experimental center. Uncle Xu was waiting outside in his car. When he saw the two of them coming out, he immediately drove over.
"Ma'am, how's it going?"
After getting along for the past few months, Uncle Xu and the others took care of Mo Yurou as if they were their own children. When they met, they couldn't help but show concern for her.
"Everything is normal, just waiting for the baby to be delivered smoothly."
Mo Yurou said with a relaxed expression, and while speaking, she glanced at Jessica.
Jessica frowned slightly, but thinking of Mo Yurou's warning to her just now, she could only endure it, and then she and Uncle Xu helped Mo Yurou get into the car, and the group left the experimental center.