As soon as Mo Xingchi finished speaking, Mo Jue spoke out and said two words.

He subconsciously defended Jun Feise.

Her appearance is so beautiful that it has nothing to do with ugliness.

But Mo Xingchi didn't know the truth. When he heard his elder brother say that the little miracle doctor was not ugly, he opened his eyes wide in shock, "No, brother, what are your eyes and aesthetics? Isn't it ugly like the little miracle doctor? My God..."

Mo Jue raised his eyebrows, "It's just not ugly, it's very beautiful."

Leng Qingyue's face was already quite ugly. She pursed her lips tightly, but she felt as if she was about to drip her blood. Her brother Mo Jue did not hide his appreciation for Jun Feise at all. Such a cold and solemn person praised her beauty so bluntly.

Did you fall in love with it?

Even she doesn't care if she has given birth to a baby.

How could her brother Mo Jue be so superficial!

How can it be?

"Brother, I am really...I...puff..."

Mo Xingchi was really shocked by the words "very good-looking" by his elder brother. He covered his chest with shock, but suddenly, a severe colic came from his abdomen, which instantly made Mo Xingchi pale. He covered his abdomen and thought about waiting for the severe pain to pass, but the next moment, the chest rebate, and the pain intensified, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out.

Mo Jue sat next to Mo Xing Pool, blood fell like a scattered flower of a goddess, and red plums were dotted.

"Xiaochi."

"Xiaochi!"

Mo Jue and Mo Cheng jumped up at the same time, really shocked. It was so good just now, but why did you suddenly vomit blood?

Mo Xingchi's face was pale without a trace of blood. He was already limp in the wheelchair, gasping for breath, but he couldn't even speak. He just sniffed out a word of pain in confusion, and his hands were also pressing tightly on the chest and abdomen.

"pain......"

"pain......"

He vomited blood in big mouthfuls and his eyes were flipping rapidly.

"Doctor, call the doctor over!"

Mo Cheng's face changed, he roared angrily, his eyes flushed.

The doctor in the mansion ran over before he even put on his clothes. However, after checking up and down, his forehead was sweating. I didn't know, but I couldn't find out, and I didn't know what was wrong. I only found out that Mo Xingchi's pulse was weak and he was in a bad state.

"Why is this happening? Why is it like this suddenly? What's going on? Little miracle doctor, hurry up, go find him quickly, it must be a problem with him here, Jue'er, go find the little miracle doctor."

Mo Cheng roared angrily.

His hands were trembling, holding his youngest son.

The child he owes the most in his life, he has tried his best to find all the ways to live his own child. He finally had hope. What's wrong? He was still fine just now, but why did he suddenly become like this?

Leng Qingyue has been standing by her side, and she is a little afraid to step forward, but if you look over at this time, you can clearly see the fear in her eyes.

How could you vomit blood?

Yes, Leng Qingyue was also frightened, her back was soaked with cold sweat, and even her palms were sweating.

No, it shouldn't be like this.

It should be unconscious, like a sleeping sound, but breathing and other things will be normal.

But why does Mo Xingchi vomit blood?

And he looks...it seems to be no longer possible.
Chapter completed!