Chapter 1268: Don’t Send Me Anything Anymore

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He asked Aunt Li, the nanny beside him, to push him to his room.

Then he got up carefully and lay on the bed.

His room has changed. It is no longer the third floor where he and He Xiyan used to live.

In order to take care of him more conveniently, his son Mo Ling has moved all his things to a large room downstairs.

For fear that he would feel bored, Mo Ling also personally purchased a lot of books, all kinds of books.

In the evening.

As soon as Mo Ling came back from the company, he would accompany his father.

Because his father suddenly fell ill, Mo's company had a lot of problems, the stock price plummeted, and the top management also made a lot of moves.

Some projects were also suspended.

Although he graduated from a top prestigious school and his ability was also outstanding, the shareholders below did not accept him. They thought that he lacked experience and that the company would only be worse if he led it. Several directors were making trouble in private and wanted to reconvene the board of directors and elect a new president.

As soon as Mo Ling came back, he faced huge pressure.

But he didn't tell his father about all this. He just told his father that everything was fine in the company and asked him not to worry and take good care of his illness.

As for the problems in the company, he decided to deal with them himself.

"Did my dad eat today?" Mo Ling asked Aunt Li who had just come out of his father's room.

Aunt Li sighed and shook her head, with an apologetic expression on her face.

"I only drank a little soup at noon." She replied, her eyes full of helplessness.

Mo Ling pursed his lips, and something flashed quickly in his eyes, as if he was a little entangled.

Then, he pushed open the door of his father's room.

Mo Yixuan was standing by the window at this time, and the light dragged his figure very long. He supported his hands on the windowsill, his eyes motionless looking at a road in the distance.

The road was very long, and cars passed by from time to time.

He just looked at these cars, his eyes dull and dull.

He didn't become unconscious, but his reaction seemed to have become much slower.

He knew that if he suddenly got such a disease, there might be changes in the company, but he didn't have the energy to think about this problem at this time.

Hearing the footsteps coming from the door, he blinked his dark eyes. He knew that his child was back.

"Dad..." Mo Ling brought a small bowl of soup and rice.

He put the bowl on the small table, then walked to the window and stretched out his hand to hold his father's arm.

"Dad, eat something first. You will be exhausted." Mo Ling could see the haggardness on his father's face and the expression of despair on his father's face.

Mo Yixuan did not change his expression at all, and his eyes were still staring at the road.

Mo Ling didn't know what his father was looking at, so he patted his father's shoulder again.

"Dad..." He shouted in a deep voice.

At this time, Mo Yixuan finally made a little reaction. He slowly turned around, leaned his back against the window, and then shook his head at his son.

Tell Mo Ling that he is not hungry. No, he doesn't want to eat. Eating anything is tasteless to him.

Mo Ling took a deep breath. His father's current appearance really made him very sad.

He could understand his father's current mood.

He knew that his father could accept other diseases, even more serious ones, but he could not accept dementia that made him unable to take care of himself and stutter and speak unclearly.

He now only hoped that his father could cooperate with the treatment and recover soon.