"Where is that little girl?" Mr. Meng subconsciously asked this question.

With Jiang Xiao here at this time, it is much better than calling an ambulance.

Meng Xinian walked out with Meng Chaojun on his back and said, "She is going to school and takes the exam today."

Mr. Meng wanted to say, is it important to have your father's health in the exam?

But I swallowed it back to my mouth.

It’s not her father, but someone who wants to arrange her for others. What does it have to do with Jiang Xiao?

If she said that it was her father in the past, she might find it even more ridiculous. If she did not admit her relationship with Meng Xinian, why would she say this?

He only now truly realized that they are really the kind of person who wants to set up a archway when he becomes a cousin!

Although it is not nice to say this, it is a fact.

Meng Xinian carried Meng Chaojun into the ambulance.

Duan Qingqing wiped her tears and said, "As soon as I found that Chaojun fainted, I could only knock on the door of my old family. Fortunately, he did not accompany Jiang Xiao to school early today. Dad, in this case, did you say that no one in the family can do it? I am not strong enough, you are old and in good health. If something really happens, what do you think you will do?"

"What do you think of?" Mr. Meng asked angrily.

"I think, otherwise I'll let the old years retire from the army." Duan Qingqing blurted out.

Mr. Meng's heart was filled with blood.

He was only twenty-three years old and had become the battalion commander. He walked fast and well on the long journey of the military. Although it was very hard, this was what he loved.

What should he do when he is discharged from the army at this time?

If he is discharged from the army at this time, what can he do in the future?

Now that his father has also retreated, would he let him go to a small police officer like Meng Sheng to be a choreographer?

His dignified soldier king!

"You haven't followed the car yet! I'm talking nonsense here!" Mr. Meng yelled at her angrily.

He also quickly changed his clothes and asked the guard to drive himself to the hospital.

In the ward, Meng Chaojun was lying on the bed with a grimace on his face, and was injecting fluid. The two bottles of potions hung on the infusion hook and the droplets of potions dripping made the air feel suffocating and heavy.

Meng Xinian was whispering to the doctor.

Duan Qingqing sat beside the hospital bed, looking at Meng Xinian and the doctor from time to time, but couldn't hear what they were saying.

"Captain Meng, do I suggest you do chemotherapy as soon as possible? Recently, the things in Chief Meng's mind have grown a little fast. If you don't do chemotherapy as soon as possible and inhibit its growth, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"How sure is it possible to cure chemotherapy?" Meng Xinian asked.

The doctor paused.

"It is impossible to guarantee that this situation is a little bit certain. However, if you don't treat it, you will not have a chance."

Opportunities, what opportunities are, of course, opportunities to survive.

"Then prepare for chemotherapy."

"No, no!"

Mr. Meng quickly intervened.

Meng Xinian and the doctor both looked at him.

"Grandpa, you heard it all? If you don't have chemotherapy, you can only wait for death."

Mr. Meng was shocked, but immediately shook his head and said in a deep voice: "You can't treat chemotherapy, and once you treat chemotherapy, you can't hide it anymore!" He grabbed Meng Xinian and said to the doctor: "Please continue to keep it confidential, let's discuss it again."

The doctor was a little embarrassed and looked at Meng Xinian and waited for him to nod before leaving.

Mr. Meng pulled Meng Xinian and his eyes were slightly red.

"In the past, I knew Xiaoxiao had a way. Can I do this? I beg her and let her..."
Chapter completed!