"Wenchu..." Shen Yiran stood behind Mo Wenchu, wanting to comfort but didn't know how to speak.

At this moment, the person beside the hospital bed suddenly fell straight down.

"Wenchu!"

When Mo Wenchu ​​woke up again, it was already noon the next day.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the bright sunshine. Mo Wenchu ​​subconsciously raised her hands to cover her eyes.

"You finally woke up."

Shen Yiran's relieved voice came to his ears.

Slowly getting up and sitting on the bed, Mo Wenchu ​​suddenly remembered what happened before she fainted, so she grabbed Shen Yiran's arm, "Everything just happened was a dream, right?"

Shen Yiran looked slightly calm, "Let's drink some water first."

Looking at the cup being handed to him and Shen Yiran's dodgey eyes, Mo Wenchu ​​already understood.

She brushed past Shen Yiran and got out of bed, "I want to see my dad."

"Wenchu, Wenchu..."

Shen Yiran tried to stop Mo Wenchu, but failed.

Pulling on her slippers, she ran all the way to her father's ward. Mo Wenchu's body trembled slightly the moment she opened the door.

The hospital bed was already empty, and my father's figure was gone.

"Where is my father?" Mo Wenchu ​​turned around and looked at Shen Yiran and asked.

His expression showed hesitation, but Shen Yiran also knew that sooner or later, he would have to tell Mo Wenchu ​​about this kind of thing, so he slowly said, "I am still in the morgue, waiting for you to sign the relevant documents."

Tears burst out of her eyes instantly, and Mo Wenchu ​​turned around and went downstairs.

Outside the morgue, Shen Yiran leaned on the corridor, frowning as he listened to the hysterical crying coming from inside.

The phone in his pocket vibrated twice, Shen Yiran frowned and took it out.

"How is Mo Wenchu ​​now?" Gu Jue's voice came from one end of the phone.

Staring deeply in the direction of the morgue, Shen Yiran lamented, "It's not very good. To be precise, it's very bad."

After Gu Jue was silent for a long time, he asked again, "What happened? Wasn't the operation very successful? Why did it take a turn for the worse after a few hours?"

"This matter is a bit complicated. I need to see the operation record before I can answer your question. If you want to completely understand the reason for the deterioration of the condition, you may even need to conduct an autopsy."

"Where's Professor Ross?"

"I don't know. He's not in the hotel, and I can't get through the phone. Gu Jue, I think this is a bit weird."

Gu Jue was silent again, and after a while he said in a low voice, "I will find him and let him give an explanation to Mo Wenchu."

The heavy door of the morgue was pushed open from the inside, and Mo Wenchu ​​walked out dejectedly.

"Let's not talk about it for now. Wenchu ​​has come out and I will have a conversation with her."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Yiran came to Mo Wenchu.

Reaching out and handing over the tissue, Mo Wenchu ​​sniffed, took the tissue, and slowly sat down on the bench.

"What's the next process?" Mo Wenchu ​​leaned against the cold wall, looked up at the ceiling, and spoke with a thick nasal voice.

Shen Yiran sighed softly, "If you want to know the reason for the deterioration of my uncle's condition, you can apply for an autopsy..."

The words "autopsy" pierced Mo Wenchu's heart hard, making her eyes become moist again.

After symbolically wiping her face with a tissue, Mo Wenchu ​​lowered her head and whispered, "My father died unclearly, and an autopsy must be performed."

"Okay, I'll ask my assistant to send the relevant documents over later, and you can sign on them to apply."

"Yi Ran, you have rich experience in surgery. I want to ask you, do you also think this is weird?"

Faced with Mo Wenchu's question, Shen Yiran frowned and thought for a while, "Although various tests are now conducted before surgery, doctors will inevitably encounter unknown situations on the operating table, such as my uncle's surgery. Even though everything goes well, there are cases where the condition suddenly takes a turn for the worse after the operation..."

"I understand." Mo Wenchu ​​is a doctor herself and has heard of similar situations. However, when things happen to her, she will inevitably lack rational thinking.

Shen Yiran's eyes were heavy. He did think there might be some clues to this matter, but before there was definite news, he didn't want Mo Wenchu ​​to think wildly and cause trouble.

Unusually, the news of Mo Changshan's accident did not leak out. While taking care of her father's funeral, Mo Wenchu ​​also had to stabilize the mood of the company's shareholders and pay close attention to the company's stock trends.

Mo Wenchu, who was very busy, didn't feel tired at all. The numerous tasks just paralyzed her.

But the appearance of Mo Ziyao once again broke the peace.

In the corridor of the hospital, Mo Ziyao wore a red dress and walked towards Mo Wenchu ​​with her feet as high as the sky.

Before Mo Wenchu ​​could react, Mo Ziyao raised her hand and slapped Mo Wenchu ​​hard.

"Mo Wenchu, please give my father back to me!"

Amid Mo Ziyao's hysterical roar, Mo Wenchu ​​stood firm, raised her hand and slapped Mo Ziyao back.

"Go back if you want to go crazy. This is not the place for you to act recklessly."

"Mo Wenchu, I'm not done with you today..."

Mo Ziyao shouted again and rushed over, but at this moment Zhao Yi flew forward from behind, blocked Mo Wenchu's front, and grabbed Mo Ziyao's hand.

"Let me go! Let me go!" Mo Ziyao couldn't move and could only say to Zhao Yi through gritted teeth.

Zhao Yi raised his eyebrows and quickly released his hands.

Mo Ziyao, who was unprepared, staggered back a few steps. If the assistant behind her hadn't caught her in time, she might have fallen heavily to the ground.

Zhao Yi came to Mo Wenchu's side and said, "Miss, the documents have been sent."

Mo Wenchu ​​nodded slightly and said softly, "Okay."

Her eyes fell on Mo Ziyao again, and Mo Wenchu ​​took a deep breath, "I have submitted an autopsy application to the hospital, and the results will be told to us within a week. Mo Ziyao, if you dare to cause trouble during this period, Then I will block you at any cost."

"Mo Wenchu, you..."

"What? Do you think I can't do it? The person who praises you is indeed good, but you also know the status of our Mo family in the film and television industry. As long as I think about it, your name Mo Ziyao will completely disappear from the public , I don’t care about what happened before, but before the investigation results of Dad’s matter come out, if you dare to talk nonsense, I will definitely do what I say and will never be soft-hearted.”

After saying these words, Mo Wenchu ​​left with a steady step.
Chapter completed!