Bab 2917: Mo Yanchen's mood

The car headed towards mo Qiu's research Institute. Mo Qiu drove the car back.

The atmosphere was serious. Mo Yan stood outside with his fists tightly clenched and never loosened.

"Old master, do you want to go in?" Butler Zhou stood beside him and asked in a deep voice.

Mo Yan stood there for a long time before he stood up and walked inside. Each step was heavy, just like his mood at the moment.

"Mo Qiu, save him. "After parking the car, mo Yanchen carried mo Cheng inside and said to mo Qiu when he saw him.

Mo Qiu looked at the situation and turned to go in. Mo Yancheng carried mo Cheng and strode in.

"A-ze." Mo Qiu called out.

Ah ze ran in from outside and the door of the operating room was closed.

Mo Yancheng stood outside. He raised his hand and saw that his palm was covered in blood. For some reason, his hand was trembling! Then, he looked at his clothes, which were all dyed red by blood.