Chapter 582 Injecting Nutrient Solution to Miss Tong

The seventeenth floor of the hospital, VIP ward.

Mo Nanjue hired several senior nurses. Because he was worried about any sequelae, Tong Ran was never discharged from the hospital and stayed here to rest.

The room was filled with the faint scent of jasmine, and the humidifier was turned on. Although it was a little cool outside, it was still warm as spring inside.

Despite this, the woman lying on the hospital bed still closed her eyes tightly, her long eyelashes cast a shadow, her face became increasingly pale, and her whole body was like a porcelain doll, as if it would break if touched.

As soon as Mo Nanjue got off the elevator, the man in black guarding the door of the ward opened the door: "Young Master, you are here."

"How about it?"

"Miss Tong still hasn't woken up today. She called twice during this period, but she didn't respond much. She hasn't eaten yet. We will follow Master An's instructions and inject Miss Tong with nutrient solution."

The fire in the man's eyes dimmed, and he nodded, "Okay, I understand."

Luo Tingsong followed behind and frowned in confusion when he heard the words, "Young Master Jue, this...?"

"You come in with me."

Mo Nanjue didn't explain much to him, stepped into the ward and opened his body.

"Xiao Ran?" Luo Tingsong looked up and saw the woman on the hospital bed. He obviously didn't expect to see Tong Ran here, and his eyes widened in surprise, "Why is Xiao Ran here?! She is sick.

?!"

Mo Nanjue nodded, and the nurse next to him dared to speak, "Miss Tong was stabbed in the chest. She just had an operation some time ago, and she is fine now."

"...What? A stab in the chest? How could this happen..."

Luo Tingsong could hardly stand. He walked forward in disbelief and sat down on the edge of the hospital bed. Looking at Tong Ran's face, which was so thin that it was no bigger than a palm, his cloudy eyes were about to shed tears, "Xiao Ran

,Uncle is here...what's wrong with you..."

He held Tong Ran's hand as he spoke, his wrinkled face full of distress, "How could it be like this, silly boy, if you have anything to do, just tell your uncle, it's not like he's not here..."

Luo Tingsong choked up as he spoke. It was true that they had no ability. Xiao Er had severed ties with them. He didn't even know that something like this happened to Xiao Ran...

He doesn't deserve to be Xiaoran's uncle. He doesn't even know her school's phone number...

Mo Nanjue stood aside and watched coldly, crying now?

Oh, Tong Ran has been away from school for so long and has never gone back to class once. If he really cared about her, how could he not know?

He has long said that these so-called relatives are all fake!

Luo Tingsong held Tong Ran's hand and talked for a while, then turned to look at Mo Nanjue, "Young Master Jue, Xiao Ran... what's going on?"

"I think you can ask your son," Mo Nanjue tried to trick him. He was not sure whether Han Qingqing's affairs were related to Luo Xiao, and he was not sure whether Luo Tingsong knew about these things. "He

Maybe it will give you the answer."

"You said...he also knows about this?"

Mo Nanjue snorted coldly and did not answer.

Luo Tingsong didn't ask any more questions. Obviously the matter was not that simple. What he didn't expect was that Luo Xiaodu had already married Fu Qingshuang and would still miss Xiaoran. He thought they would never contact each other anymore...

At this moment, Tong Ran suddenly frowned and snorted softly, "Well..."

"Xiaoran?"

Luo Tingsong thought she was about to wake up, but suddenly someone grabbed her and pulled her away.
Chapter completed!