Chapter 1769
Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let's Get Married
Translator: 549690339
Murong Zhihongâs old face suddenly froze. His lifeless eyes were full of disbelief.
Murong Mian smiled,âfather, I know what you mean. You want to see me get married and have children. I came back this time so that you wonât have any regrets.â
Murong Zhihong tightened his grip on Murong Mianâs hand.âWho ... Who is it?â
Murong Mianâs 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.ââSheâs a good girl. You have to believe in your sonâs judgment. Tomorrow, Iâll bring her to see you. Youâll definitely like her very much. ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Murong Zhihongâs 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,ââNo... I can ât.â
Murong Mian reached out and gently soothed his breathing. âFather, whatâs wrong?â Why not? Donât You Want Me to marry a girl I like? Didnât 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? Itâs not easy for me to meet a girl I like, and youâre saying no without even seeing her?â
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 Zhihongâs hand and said,ââFather, donât be so anxious, okay? You canât rush your body. When I bring her over tomorrow, can you at least take a look? Is that good?â
Murong Zhihongâs face was ashen. He held Murong Mianâs hand tightly and congratulated her.âNo... You ... Must marry ... Must marry ...â
Murong Mian didnât want to hear him finish and said,âFather, Iâm already married. Perhaps Mianmian already has my child in her stomach. I donât want you to have any regrets. I hope you can at least see your grandson or granddaughter ...â
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.âI ... I ...â
He really wanted to say something, but he couldn ât. 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.
âFather, have a good rest. I wonât be leaving once Iâm back. Iâll come and accompany you every day ...â Murong Mian said.
Murong Zhihong wanted to say something, but the injection from the doctor had already taken effect. He couldnât take it anymore and closed his eyes.
âHowâs my father?âMurong Mian asked the doctor.
The doctor hesitated for a moment.âYoung master Landy, to put it bluntly, your fatherâs health has always been very poor. We originally estimated that he would not live for more than three months, but heâs very tenacious and has a strong will to live. So, from the current situation, although it doesnât look too good, he should be able to hold on for a while.â
The doctor was trying his best to make it sound nice. Murong Zhihongâs health was indeed poor, but he was rich and didnât want to die. So, he was rescued time and time again from critical conditions.