Chapter 919 Madam Is Still Awake

Gong Mo asked blankly: "Is there no other way for uncle?" She didn't want anyone to die for her.

Yu Qingliu didn't answer, but looked at Owen.

Owen breathed weakly, and said with difficulty: "In the future...if you can, help me take care of Judy more...she is still young..."

"Master..." Judy threw herself on him, crying bitterly.

"You're a good boy... you're good..." Owen raised his hand and slowly placed it on top of her head, "Don't, don't hold grudges against anyone..."

After speaking, his hand slid down her curly hair.

"Woo..." Judy burst into tears, "Liar...you said you were going to find a wife for Fourteen...and watch him give birth..."

Yu Qingliu was feeling uncomfortable, and was taken aback when he heard this: Baby? What the hell is fourteen? Woohoo...Owen...

...

It was late at night when Sheng Nanxuan got off the plane. The cold wind was howling, and there was heavy snow falling in the sky.

He stepped off the plane, and Lin Lei walked over with an umbrella, walking beside him and said: "Madam and the young master are in the hospital, both of them were froze to death. The young master has a bad cold and a high fever, and he has just recovered. Madam...Madam It's also a cold, and I have been in a coma, and I haven't woken up yet."

Sheng Nanxuan clenched his fists, his face was livid.

After getting in the car, Lin Lei continued: "Three of our people died, most of them were injured, and a few are still in the intensive care unit. They probably won't make it through. Shuai Zeng was also slightly injured. A friend of Dean Yu , seems to be a mercenary, also... died."

When Sheng Nanxuan heard this, his body moved slightly.

He remembered that at the airport, Yu Qingliu said: I have the opportunity to introduce you to each other.

As a result, there was no chance.

"The deceased..." Sheng Nanxuan paused, "Graceful burial. Take good care of their families."

"Yes..." Fang Yang replied in a low voice.

Sheng Nanxuan closed his eyes and leaned on the seat, his face covered with frost.

No one in the car dared to speak, and lowered their heads in silence.

After a while, Sheng Nanxuan asked, "Where's Huo Cheng?"

"Ding Yuan has changed all the people around him, and his family has been controlled by us. He is more obedient now." Lin Lei replied.

Sheng Nanxuan didn't say anything more.

Walking into the hospital, because it was late at night, the surroundings were quiet.

Sheng Nanxuan walked to the door of the ward, raised his hand and patted his hair, took off his cold coat and handed it to Fang Yang, and then opened the door and walked in.

In the ward, Gong Mo and Hu Zi were lying on the same hospital bed, and both of them were drinking a bottle.

A nurse sat next to the two beds. On Huzi's side, the nurse is taking his temperature. On Gong Mo's side, the nurse daubed her lips with a cotton swab soaked in water.

When Sheng Nanxuan walked in, both of them were startled and stood up nervously: "Mr. Sheng..."

He asked softly, "Are you awake?"

"The young master woke up at night and drank a bowl of porridge, but the lady didn't wake up."

Sheng Nanxuan nodded, walked to the child's bed, saw his face flushed, reached out to touch it, and it was so hot that he withdrew his hand.

He hurriedly asked, "Why is it so hot?"

The nurse hurriedly said, "It's much better already, Mr. Sheng, you... your hands may be too cold."

Sheng Nanxuan's hand froze, and he stretched out his hand again to cover Huzi's forehead. Huzi pursed his lips, rubbed against his palm, and held him tightly, seeming very comfortable.

He looked at it for a while, then withdrew his hand and said to the nurse, "Take good care." Then he turned and walked to Gong Mo's bedside.

He sat down and held Gong Mo's hand, which was also very hot.

The nurse glanced at him, took a cotton swab and continued to smear Gong Mo's lips.