Volume 1: Lan City Storm 003 Father Mo Junbao (Second Update)

  "Ah! Xiao Han, are you scalded?" Wang Fengying was startled and rushed forward to grab the cup from Mo Zihan's hand. The latter dodged unnoticeably and calmly placed the cup on the table.

  Her palms were already bright red, but Mo Zihuan's face didn't show any unusual expression, as if the pain from such burns was still within her tolerance.

  Wang Fengying was startled and stepped forward to check her palm, but Mo Zihuan had already lightly withdrawn her hand and clenched her fist, smiling and saying, "I'm fine."

  On the other side, Mo Jun was just coming to himself, gritting his teeth and rubbing his scalded palm, as hot water had splashed onto his hand, causing several blisters to rise.

  "I'm going to see a doctor and get some medicine applied, is Xiaohan okay?"

  "It's nothing." Mo Zihan gently shook her head, then leaned against the headboard and slowly began to drink the porridge her mother had brought, although it was a very ordinary bowl of thin porridge, but in her hands, the elegant and composed posture made it seem like she was drinking an expensive soup.

  While drinking porridge, Mo Zihan was filled with doubts in her heart. She wanted to grasp that familiar feeling, but it flew further and further away.

  Gradually, Mo Ziheng closed his eyes and gently rubbed his sore forehead.

  Wang Fengying stood beside her, staring blankly at her daughter who was drinking porridge. At this moment, the slender girl seemed to naturally exude an aura that made people feel uneasy getting close to her. Especially in every small movement, whether it was drinking porridge, blowing air, or gently rubbing her forehead...

  It seems... there is a kind of majestic elegance. Although the body is slender, it has an inexplicable harmony.

  Wang Fengying stood in front of the bed, her throat choking a little, and said somewhat awkwardly, "Xiaohan, Mom will call the doctor to come and take a look?"

  Then, that feeling of being trapped was thrown to the back of her mind by Wang Fengying. She thought, what's wrong with me? Being driven crazy by my own daughter?

  Regardless of whether Mo Zihan responded or not, Wang Fengying strode out of the ward to find a doctor.

  Her footsteps were extremely heavy, especially in Mo Zihans ears, they sounded exceptionally clear. She opened her eyes and looked at Wang Fengyings receding back, the corners of her mouth, actually curled up into a warm smile.

  When Wang Fengying came back, Mo Zihuan had already finished the porridge in the bowl, but the salted vegetables on the table hadn't been touched at all.

  The doctor walked into the ward with a medicine bottle, "How careless, dare to receive such hot water?" Put the medicine on the bedside table, the doctor took out a cotton swab and let Mo Zihan spread his palm.

  The palm slowly opened, but inside it was red and normal, where did it look like it had been scalded?

  Wang Fengying was also stunned, earlier she clearly saw that her daughter's palm was bright red, and there were water stains on the outside of the paper cup, indicating that Mo Zihan must have been scalded by the water stain on the cup when she caught the quilt just now. She had lived for many years and believed that it was not a burn, but now her daughter's palm was normal.

  Mo Zihan also slightly stunned, just now when she received the cup, she was indeed scalded by the splashing hot water, and there were blisters on her palm when she grasped it, why did she recover so quickly?

  The doctor was taken aback and immediately put away the medicine, "Where were you scalded?"

  Wang Fengying grasped Mo Zihan's palm, examining it inside and out before hesitantly shaking her head and muttering, "Obviously burned..."

  After the doctor left, Uncle had also returned, behind him followed a short and thin man with a slightly dark complexion. He was quite different from Mo Junqiang's tall and strong appearance, but their facial features were similar in three ways.

  He is Mo Zihan's father, Mo Junbao, the fourth child in his family, and a eldest youngest.

  Because he is the youngest, he has been spoiled since childhood and has become arrogant. He hasn't read any books, and spends his days idling about, drinking and being a show-off. He thinks it's shameful to go out and work, so he stays at home and doesn't earn money, but instead spends his days wandering around outside, returning home late every day, always drunk. He is good at bragging and belongs to the lowest class in society, commonly known as a "lazy bum".

  Mo Junbao loved to dress up, every time he went out his hair was always slicked back with oil, and he even sprayed some men's perfume, wearing a clean white shirt, blue tight pants, and a pair of black leather shoes.

  At this moment, he walked into the ward with his short legs, his leather shoes making a tapping sound on the ground. He glanced around the ward with a slanted gaze, as if the environment here was unbearable to him, and even more disdainful of the patients who lived here. Finally, he looked at Junqiang and said, "How did you end up coming here?"

  Mo Jun's eyes slanted as he looked at him condescendingly, "Let me take a look at Zi Han, what kind of state have you gotten the child into!"

  Mo Junbao chuckled and said, "Can I beat my own child to death? I know how hard I hit. Now, if you're fine, get discharged early, your mom's salary is all spent on you."

  Wang Fengying suddenly turned around and said urgently, "Look at what you've done to the child! Do you have any idea? You're beating them to death! The doctor said that the child had a concussion and fainted! Do you know what a concussion is? Do you understand what shock is?"

  Mo Junbao frowned in disgust, "What's all the commotion about? Take it home and discuss it there." Mo Junbao disliked his wife's loud voice the most, making a scene for no reason.

  Wang Fengying cursed with tears in her eyes, "How did I end up marrying a beast like you! I was blind when I married you! Because of you, I...I..."

  Mo Junbao was shocked upon hearing this, "What nonsense are you spouting! Hurry up and pay the hospital bill first, we'll discuss this when we get home!"

  Mo Zihan sized up Mo Junbao, she didn't like this man, and even looked down on him. A man who could let his wife work outside while he only knew how to enjoy himself, what good thing was he?

  But she also knew that the family was in a difficult situation, so she lifted up the quilt and got out of bed, her lips curled up into an unconscious playful smile. "Mom, I'm fine, I've already recovered."

  "Oh no, lie still, the doctor said you can't move around." Wang Fengying changed her expression and turned to comfort Mo Zihan.

  Mo Zihan had already gotten out of bed, and for some reason, her body had recovered particularly quickly over the past two days. She was now able to walk around without any issues, but due to malnutrition, she felt a slight dizziness.

  Mo Junbao said, "Is it about refunding the hospitalization fee? Where's the receipt? I'll go and get a refund. Zihan and I will head home first." He then walked towards Wang Fengying.

  Wang Fengying scolded angrily, "Do you still have a conscience! Your own daughter is injured like this and all you care about is money, money, money!"

  Mo Junbao's eyes widened suddenly, "No money, what do you eat? Ah! You have money, our family is rich!"

  Mo Junqiang, who was standing aside with a cold expression, suddenly spoke up, "I'll take care of the hospital bill, but if Zihuan is really okay, it's best to go home and rest. This place can't be stayed for too long, even good people will get tired of it!"

  Mo Junbao looked at him and said, "You can't let him take it out."

  Mo Junqiang waved his hand and said, "You don't need to care about it anymore."

  Mo Junbao burst out laughing at that moment, and at the same time, Mo Zihan had already whispered a few words to Wang Fengying, then turned around and walked away.

  Outside, the sun was shining brightly. Mo Zihan stepped out of the hospital and covered her eyes with her palm to block out the dazzling sunlight. Before she had even left the hospital grounds, she seemed to have already felt the peaceful and serene atmosphere of this small town.

  Trying to accept this kind of life, it seems...not bad either.