Chapter 813 Pain

Chen Cailing's personality is somewhat similar to Bai Wei's. She is a typical lady with a gentle personality. Even if she has any dissatisfaction, she will keep it in her heart, and she will subconsciously consider everything for others.

She was not sure about Mu Zi's temper, and worried that calling Situ Yan Mu Zi's "father" would make her angry.

But it feels weird to call him by his first name.

When Chen Cailing was in embarrassment, Mu Zi turned around, with a calm expression on her face, and said, "Okay, let's go and have a look."

Thinking about it now, is the visit of Situ's family right for Murong Cheng? If she wasn't going to Jingling, she might be coaxed by him to go elsewhere, right?

In fact, he didn't need to lie to her, as long as he clarified the pros and cons, staying may become a hindrance, and she would definitely leave without looking back, and she would never drag her arms around him reluctantly to let go.

... Yes, she must have gone decisively and simply.

Mu Zi thought so.

She and Chen Cailing went to the aseptic warehouse.

Situ Yan's recovery is in good condition. Through the transparent glass, he can be seen half leaning on the hospital bed, surrounded by various monitoring instruments. The needle tube is inserted into the skin and the veins are wandering, making his complexion paler.

Although he was haggard, he could see the light in his eyes, which gave him a bit of spirit.

Mu Zi only saw him on TV, but now seeing him in person, he feels a sense of distance, and he doesn't feel the warmth of family affection, nor does he feel the connection of blood.

She could only stare at him indifferently, even the smile on the corner of her mouth was showing reluctance.

Situ Yan was much more nervous and excited than she was.

He never thought that he would have children, nor did he experience what it feels like to be a parent. He also thought that Mu Zi was the child that Ruan Li gave birth to for him. He felt guilty and ashamed emotionally, and he was at a loss as to what to do.

There is a built-in communication device in the aseptic warehouse, Situ Yan talked to Mu Zi, opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, as if he had a lot to say, but didn't seem to know what to say.

After hesitating for a while, Situ Yan asked Mu Zi inside: "Pumping bone marrow...does it hurt?"

Mu Zi's tears fell suddenly and flowed down her cheeks silently.

Chen Cailing was stunned.

Situ Yan was shocked and asked, "Does it hurt? Does it still hurt now?"

But Mu Zi covered her lips, as if the pain was uncontrollable, she squatted down slowly, tears poured out like a spring, flowing unscrupulously, she covered her lips hard to keep herself from crying, tears made her hands wet.

It has nothing to do with Situ Yan.

She just remembered that the night before the operation, Murong Cheng called her and asked her: Will the bone marrow be pumped, will it hurt?

His life hung by a thread that night, still thinking about her operation the next day.

Will it hurt?

Mu Zi wanted to answer him right now: It hurts! Even with anesthesia, it was still excruciatingly painful! The pain was so painful that even the seams of the bones were cracked inch by inch! She was about to die from the pain! Why hasn't he come back yet? !

Knowing that she would hurt and cry, why did she play such a trick of life and death? !

Why did you cheat with her? ! !

Until now, Mu Zi was only willing to believe that Murong Cheng had played a trick and set up a trick to get the golden cicada out of its shell.

She could not accept the accident of the yacht exploding.

She couldn't accept Murong Cheng's death!

Mu Zi squatted under the glass window and cried.

Situ Yan was limited by his field of vision, and could only see Chen Cailing's anxious and flustered expression, and he felt even more guilty.

Whether it's his youthful frivolity or Ruan Li's recklessness, it's all about his youthful self-will. They love each other, and it's hearty after all, but what about Mu Zi? What's wrong with her?

Children are innocent after all.

Situ Yan clenched his fist unconsciously, and asked her in a hoarse voice: "Zizi, would you... let me be your father?"