A Romantic Night: Get a CEO Home

"Love? "Ouyang Ziyun doesn't have this kind of thing. Xiaochun, don't think too highly of people. Many people don't have a conscience, or even a conscience, so how could they have love?" Jin Beisen said with a cold face, but held Zhou Manzhen's hand tighter and tighter in his own.

His dry and warm palm wrapped around the back of her hand. Feeling the slight chill coming from the back of her hand, Jin Beisan's eyes darkened.

"Wear more, your hands are so cold."

"I'm inside, and I'm not going out. Besides, I don't feel cold."

"Mom and dad." Just as the Jin couple was flirting and swearing, a tender voice suddenly came from the air.

Zhou Manzhen and Jin Beisen both turned to look at Lantau, only to see that Lantau had already sat up, blinking his round eyes, and was looking at them with a smile.

The corner of his mouth lifted into a gentle smile, "Xiao Mo, Uncle Doctor has already researched out your antidote. After you take it, you will obediently close your eyes and go to sleep. Don't think about anything, don't be afraid, do you understand?"

Jin Beisen also got up and walked to Lantau City's side, stroking his soft watermelon, looking at him with a smile in his deep eyes, "Xiaomo, with mom and dad here, you don't have to be afraid of anything. Mom and dad will always be with you."

He didn't know what would happen next, so he simply nodded his head.

About two hours later, he returned to the hospital with a bottle of antidote and poison.

The antidote was for Lantau and the poison was for Sumouni.

Jin Beisheng had long pla

ed how much grievance his Little Mo had suffered for Su Muyi, so he would return it back to her.

Around 5: 30 P.M., Lantau was wheeled into the operating room.

As the chief surgeon of Lantau Island, Yang Yiming had already changed into surgical scrubs and waited in the operating room.

Zhou Manzhen also insisted on going in, Jin Beiseng frowned and said, "Xiaochun, you're pregnant, so you shouldn't go in, just wait outside."

"No, I have to know Xiao Mo's situation, what if this antidote doesn't work? How am I pregnant now? You don't even have a stomach, don't worry about me. "

Jin Beiseng knew Zhou Manzhen's stubborn character, and since he couldn't refuse him, he had no choice but to accompany him in.

Lantau looked at the large group of doctors wearing green surgical gowns and could not help but feel nervous. He knitted his brows in grievance and looked at Yang Yiming.

Yang Yiming smiled brightly at Lantau, patting his head. "Xiaoman, don't worry. With uncle here, your illness will be cured."

Lantau nodded shakily.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhou Man was afraid that when Xiao Mo started to vomit blood, Xiao Mo himself would be scared, so he simply said: "Let's use the sleeping anesthetic."

"Alright." Yang Yiming nodded and inserted the needle into the back of Xiao Mo's hand.

The nurse put on the breathing mask and the heart beat monitor. The numbers on the display were normal indicators.

"Little Mo, be good. Close your eyes and take a nap. You'll be fine as soon as you wake up." Yang Yiming smiled gently at Jin Yu.

This was also the last sentence Lantau heard. The speed of the anesthetic was so fast that he immediately fell asleep.

When Yang Yiming saw that Lantau was already asleep, he carefully injected the antidote into the body of Lantau, causing everyone to stare with wide eyes.