1769 If you want to marry someone, marry the girl I like
Murong Zhihong's old face suddenly froze. His lifeless eyes were full of disbelief.
Murong Mian smiled,"father, I know what you mean. You want to see me get married and have children. I came back this time so that you won't have any regrets."
Murong Zhihong tightened his grip on Murong Mian's hand."Who ... Who is it?"
Murong Mian's hand hurt a little. The old man was already so sick. It was hard to imagine that he could still use so much strength.
He smiled, his expression unchanged.""She's a good girl. You have to believe in your son's judgment. Tomorrow, I'll bring her to see you. You'll definitely like her very much. "
Murong Zhihong's face was already pale, and it suddenly became even more unsightly. He opened his mouth and wanted to pick up the fish from the water and throw it on the ground. He kept gasping for air, but there was more air coming out than going in. He tried to say,""No... I can 't."
Murong Mian reached out and gently soothed his breathing. "Father, what's wrong?" Why not? Don't You Want Me to marry a girl I like? Didn't you say before that you wanted to see me as soon as possible and settle down so that Murong Mian could continue her family line? It's not easy for me to meet a girl I like, and you're saying no without even seeing her?"
The original Murong Mian loved sports and adventures. People like her were usually fickle. Although she had two girlfriends before, neither of them had lasted long. Murong Zhihong was very close to his son. Every time, he would say that he hoped that he would settle down soon, get married, get angry, and inherit the family business.
He patted Murong Zhihong's hand and said,""Father, don't be so anxious, okay? You can't rush your body. When I bring her over tomorrow, can you at least take a look? Is that good?"
Murong Zhihong's face was ashen. He held Murong Mian's hand tightly and congratulated her."No... You ... Must marry ... Must marry ..."
Murong Mian didn't want to hear him finish and said,"Father, I'm already married. Perhaps Mianmian already has my child in her stomach. I don't want you to have any regrets. I hope you can at least see your grandson or granddaughter ..."
Murong Zhihong opened his mouth, and the sound of his breathing could be heard. His eyes kept rolling up, and the data on the instrument next to him began to become chaotic."I ... I ..."
He really wanted to say something, but he couldn 't. Murong Mian quickly pressed the bell to call for the doctor.
Soon, the doctors and nurses came over one after another and gave Murong Zhihong an injection. He was saved before something serious happened.
"Father, have a good rest. I won't be leaving once I'm back. I'll come and accompany you every day ..." Murong Mian said.
Murong Zhihong wanted to say something, but the injection from the doctor had already taken effect. He couldn't take it anymore and closed his eyes.
"How's my father?"Murong Mian asked the doctor.
The doctor hesitated for a moment."Young master Landy, to put it bluntly, your father's health has always been very poor. We originally estimated that he would not live for more than three months, but he's very tenacious and has a strong will to live. So, from the current situation, although it doesn't look too good, he should be able to hold on for a while."
The doctor was trying his best to make it sound nice. Murong Zhihong's health was indeed poor, but he was rich and didn't want to die. So, he was rescued time and time again from critical conditions.