Chapter 519: You Can’t Save Yourself
Mo Jinrong nodded.
She hid behind the door and opened it slightly. When she saw that Lan Anran was really sleeping quietly on the bed, she cried.
After so many days, she had completely accepted the fact that she had passed away.
But now, the scene in front of her told her that she wasn’t dead. She was ecstatic and excited.
She covered her mouth and didn’t shout.
“Is she alright?” Qiu Cha asked with concern.
“She just saw a person shoot himself at the airport and was shocked.”
Mo Jinrong was a little upset.
He looked at the time. Mo Shengli had disappeared for more than two hours and was very likely to go to the hospital, so he had to visit Grandma now.
“Qiu Cha, help me take care of Anran first. I’m going to the hospital to see my grandma.”
Qiu Cha nodded. Mo Jinrong changed his clothes and went to the hospital.
Lan Tingyun had just seen the news that his daughter had announced that she was alive. However, when he saw the chaos at the airport, he was a little worried about his daughter.
He called his daughter many times, but she didn’t pick up. He had a bad feeling.
He and Li Yueru put down their work and immediately rushed to the villa.
The villa was still as bustling as before, without any changes.
“Miss Kong, have you seen my daughter? I saw on the news that something happened at the airport. I called her, but she didn’t pick up. Did something happen to Anran?”
Li Yueru was very worried about her daughter.
“Auntie, don’t worry! Mo Jinrong has taken Boss away and she should be at the Mo residence now. You can visit the Mo Residence.” Kong Ting spoke politely.
When the couple heard the news, they hurried to the Mo Residence.
When they saw their daughter lying quietly in bed, they felt relieved.
“Uncle, Auntie! Jinrong said she was frightened, can you make some herbal soup to calm her down?” Qiu Cha cried as she said.
She never expected Lan Anran’s fate to be so bitter, encountering such things repeatedly.
Li Yueru nodded. She was a doctor and the last time she was ill, Lan Anran had given her some herbal medicine to calm her nerves. She remembered the formula.
She turned and went to the kitchen downstairs to get Nanny Wu to buy some Chinese medicine.
Qiu Cha comforted Lan Tingyun when she saw how worried he was about his daughter.
“Uncle, don’t worry, Anran will definitely be alright. But there’s something I’m curious about. You already knew that Anran was alive, right?”
Lan Tingyun nodded.
“For the sake of our daughter’s safety, we didn’t reveal the news of her being alive to anyone. Don’t blame me. Ever since my daughter married into the Mo Family, she hasn’t had a good day. She was kidnapped once, then, she fell off a cliff. We, as her parents, have been living in fear all day.
“That’s why we hid the news that she was alive. We didn’t want her to be hurt again.”
Lan Tingyun was troubled.
Qiu Cha shook her head with a relieved smile.
“Uncle, I won’t blame you. If it were me, I would definitely have kept it a secret. How could someone as good as Anran be harmed?”
Tears streamed down her face again as she spoke, a little puzzled.
“Mo Shengli has escaped, you must be careful.”
Lan Tingyun was worried about his daughter’s safety.
“Uncle, don’t worry, I will protect her well.”
Qiu Cha held Lan Anran’s hand tightly and smiled.
Suddenly…
Lan Anran seemed to be awakened from her dream.
The scene of that person glaring at her filled her eyes.
“No! Go away, don’t pester me.”
Although Lan Anran’s eyes were closed, her limbs were moving uncontrollably on the bed.
She seemed to have seen a group of demons and ghosts. Her expression was horrified and there was sweat on her forehead.
Lan Tingyun felt that something was wrong with his daughter and hurriedly took her pulse.
Due to the shock, Lan Anran wasn’t well in all aspects.
He looked at his daughter’s sweaty forehead and felt his heart ache.
“Uncle, how is she? Is she alright?” Qiu Cha asked with concern.
Lan Tingyun’s expression was solemn as he picked up the phone and called his colleagues in the hospital.
“Little Liu, hurry and bring over some calming Chinese medicine and medicine to relieve heat and detoxify.”
He hung up the phone, took out a tissue from his pocket, and carefully wiped the sweat off his daughter’s forehead.
“Isn’t Anran a hypnotist? How did she become like this?”
Lan Tingyun looked at his daughter in confusion. She must have had a nightmare. Thinking of the horrifying scene back then, anyone would be frightened.
“A doctor can save others, but not themselves. Now Anran can only rely on herself.”
Qiu Cha was upset to see Lan Anran like this.
Lan Tingyun sighed and watched over his daughter.
After Nanny Wu went out to pick the herbs, Li Yueru hurriedly stewed it for her daughter.
After a long time, Lan Anran finished her medicine and felt a little relieved.
Mo Jinrong hurried to the hospital.
Old Mrs. Mo had been transferred to the ordinary ward and there were no underlings guarding the door.
He pushed the door open easily and walked in.
Old Mrs. Mo had just woken up when she heard someone push the door open. She turned her head and her eyes were moist.
Mo Jinrong stood at the door and she thought she was seeing things, but when she looked again, she was determined that he was her grandson.
“Jinrong! You’re really back?”
She was frozen in disbelief.
Mo Jinrong nodded.
“Grandma! It’s my fault, I made you worried.”
Old Mrs. Mo waved her hand and Mo Jinrong walked over to the hospital bed; she stroked his soft hair.
“Silly child, why would I blame you? Anran came last time and she said that your legs were a little injured. Are you feeling better now?”
Mo Jinrong nodded, stood up, and spun around.
“I’m almost better now. Look, I can spin.”
He tried his best to show his healthy body in exchange for Old Mrs. Mo’s reassurance.
“Good, good! You’re back, but your uncle…”
Old Mrs. Mo was still worried about Mo Shengli.
Despite how he treated her, he was still her husband’s son.
“Uncle escaped from the airport, Grandma, don’t worry.”
Mo Jinrong told Old Mrs. Mo about the airport and she was horrified.
“I didn’t expect that child to become like this. Speaking of which, it’s my fault for neglecting him all these years. That child is sensitive and paranoid. It’s my fault.”
Old Mrs. Mo reproached herself.
“Grandma, you can’t be blamed for this. Don’t worry, I definitely won’t let him hurt you again.”
Mo Jinrong promised.