Chen An looked at him in shock when he heard the sound, and his eyes fell on the shattered coffee cup, and his heart couldn't help but sink.

Mo Nanjue didn't say anything, looked down at the white porcelain fragments, his right hand fell back to his side, and he couldn't even believe that he didn't take it firmly just now.

"Jue?"

Chen An called him.

Mo Nanjue raised his head and his black eyes met Chen An's eyes. Although he didn't speak, Chen An understood what was going on at a glance.

He threw the apple, walked over and grabbed his hand, "Go to the hospital."

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Tong Ran didn't find her daughter, but came back from outside, but found that there was no one in the villa.

The man in black came over and said that the young master and Young Master An had gone out.

Tong Ran nodded, and she looked around. The kitchen was clean and there was no trace of broken things, but she smelled a strong smell of coffee.

She sent a text message to Mo Nanjue, and Tong Ran sat down on the sofa. For some reason, she was inexplicably sweating.

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Private hospital.

Mo Nanjue's slender fingers buttoned his shirt. Chen An walked in from outside with a report sheet and placed it beside him. Before he could speak, Mo Nanjue asked first, "Is the toxicity of SK112 spreading?"

"Yes," Chen An nodded in a deep voice, "That British MD research is not wrong. SK112 can destroy the neuropathic aids--it is now spreading to your right hand."

Mo Nanjue tied his cuffs, he stood up, Chen An grabbed his wrist, "Let's go tomorrow, go to Moran's first heart island, Tong Ran and I will accompany you, give me three months, I am sure to remove all the toxins, but the premise is that you can't have anything more."

Mo Nanjue looked at him sideways, his deep black eyes were filled with emotions that others could not understand. Chen An pursed his lips and clenched him tightly, "Mo Nanjue, you must listen to me this time. Do you want me to kneel down for you?"

Mo Nanjue pulled his hand away, and he turned around and left. Chen An hurriedly chased after him and heard him say, "Listen to you."

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cemetery.

Bai Yanxun didn't know how he found this place, and even when he stood in front of the tombstone, he couldn't believe what he saw.

There is a photo on the tombstone with a white background. The man on it is obviously in his early twenties, retaining the warmest smile he had when he was young.

The tomb of Luo Xiao is written below.

Bai Yanxun squatted down and found a bouquet of carnations beside the tombstone, which was still fresh.

There was a small sign on the bouquet, and the words "Tong Ran" written in it hurt his eyes.

Did she give him flowers?

Since I have divorced and married someone else, why do I still have to send flowers?

Bai Yanxun looked up at the tombstone. Luo Xiao's photo smile was very clean, so clean that people didn't believe that he would be the founder of the Flame Hall.

This is his father...

Bai Yanxun had difficulty believing it, so he took out Luo Gu's jade pendant and placed it next to the tombstone.

He said softly, "Are you my dad?"

No one could answer him, and the only thing that was quiet around was the sound of the wind. Bai Yanxun stared at the man on the tombstone, feeling his eyes sore.

"Did Mo Nanjue kill you?" After a long time, he spoke again, hoarse enough to hear, "Did he kill you?"

A female voice suddenly came from behind——

"Who are you?"

Bai Yanxun turned his head suddenly, and tears reflected in his eyes was a pretty face, wearing a simple white dress, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

He didn't know this woman. She looked in her thirties, but she was well maintained and didn't look old at all. She was just dressed very elegantly.

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Mom Mu: Guess who this woman is...
Chapter completed!