The moment I saw Mo Cunxi, Mr. Mo also felt weak under his feet.

"I just used a pacemaker, and the injured person's heartbeat was weak and his consciousness was weak. He entered the operating room..."

As the doctor said, the moment the stretcher fell to the ground, the doctor took the stretcher and ran directly towards the operating room.

The doctor led by Si Ze also hurriedly ran to the operating room.

Si Ze's face was heavy. He had never seen Mo Cunxi's injuries as severe as ever. He had never seen how fierce the Shang family's encirclement was. He rushed towards the operating room. However, Si Ze was pulled by Si Nan and turned around and saw his younger brother looking at him with red eyes.

"Brother, you..."

He knew what Si Nan was going to say, but he needed to look at Mo Cunxi's injuries. What the doctor said on the helicopter was just a big sigh, and they needed to go for a detailed examination.

Turning his eyes to Mr. Mo and Mo Cunyi, they also stared at him tightly. Si Ze shook his head, and looked weak, and patted Si Nan's hand.

"I...do my best..."

At that moment, Mo Cunyi staggered several steps,

Do your best? What does your best mean?

His sister is so lively, so lively.

"Brother, you can't do your best. You have to save Momo. You have to, brother, without Momo, I will die, I will die, you have to save her. Brother, I beg you, I beg you, brother..."

Si Ze felt particularly uncomfortable when he saw his younger brother like this. He thought of many things about their doctors comforting his family, but when he got here, he couldn't say a word.

"elder brother…"

Si Ze took away his brother's hand, turned around and walked away with big strides. They could not delay a minute or a second, but Mr. Mo pulled the master's hand.

Si Ze turned his head in confusion, but saw Mr. Mo jumping over him and shouting at the group of doctors pushing Mo Cunxi towards the operating room:

"Please wait..."

The doctors of a group of people were a little anxious, but stopped and looked at the old man with a puzzled look on his face.

Outside the operating room door, a group of doctors looked at Mr. Mo in confusion, but saw the old man standing with a crutch, walking towards them step by step, towards the hospital bed, and towards Mo Cunxi.

He raised this child. He was disobedient when he was a child and got angry. He caused trouble in school. He was beaten by him when he came back. The crutch in his hand was beaten until they grew up. More than twenty years have passed and they are still hit.

A year and a half ago, he took this thing and brought Mo Cunxi back to the Mo family, knelt in the Mo family ancestral hall, and beat him down one after another, questioning Mo Cunxi whether to look back or not.

The dead girl knelt on the ground and told him that she would not regret it, would not look back, and would not turn back when she died.

He joined hands with Instructor Mei to force Mo Cunxi back to the army, and then asked Mo Cunxi why he has come to this day?

He felt heartbroken. His granddaughter was covered in scars for a man and was embarrassed and his pride was broken.

He was so heartbroken.

Turning around, she returned to the army and told him in the letter:

"Grandpa, I am Mo Cunxi, the fourth company sniper of Jiangcheng Special Forces..."

Three months ago, she called herself and said:

"Grandpa, I'm sorry..."

He knew that this dead girl had already returned home, picked up the spear in his hand, took up his responsibilities, and did what he wanted to do.

He, Xiaoyi, Chenchen, just waited, waited.

The result that came was unsatisfactory after all.

If unfortunately, what he did today would be without regrets.

This damn girl, over the years, has the only thing waiting for her to wait for her to say one sentence. She originally wanted to keep her back safely, but now...

I always feel I can't wait...

Taking heavy steps, he walked to the hospital bed step by step, looking at Mo Cunxi, who was lying there, pale, closed his eyes, and weak breath. Old Master Mo stood still, his old face was serious, relieved, and even faintly proud...

"Mo Cunxi..."

The old voice sounded, and the doctor slowly made his steps at this moment, looking at the old man...

Waiting quietly for the old man's next words...

Mo Cunyi seemed to know what his grandfather was going to do, so he hurried over, bowed his knees to Mr. Mo, and then knelt down heavily.

"Grandpa, don't say it, grandpa, don't say it..."

"Grandpa, don't say it, don't tell Mo Cunxi. Just let Mo Cunxi think about it and think about it in her heart, and she can survive. Grandpa, don't say it, Grandpa, don't say it, Grandpa, don't say it, Grandpa, I beg you, please..."

The voice was choked, and Mo Cunyi grabbed the master's hand tightly.

Mo Cunxi's paper tiger, what he wants to hear most in his life is Mr. Mo's words. He doesn't want his grandfather to say it now. If his grandfather doesn't say it, Mo Cunxi himself is conscious and thinks in his heart, maybe, maybe...

"Grandpa, don't say it, let Mo Cunxi think about it himself, think about it himself..."

Mr. Mo looked at Mo Cunyi and pulled his sleeve out of Mo Cunyi's hand...

He said nothing. Under the gaze of all the medical staff, under the begging gaze of Si Nan and Mo Cunyi, he closed his legs together, placed his hands vertically beside him, straightened his waist, raised his hand, and saluted Mo Cunxi in person...
Chapter completed!