Chapter 4191 Brother, You Must Hold on 2

Qin Mo leaned on the back of the sofa and said softly: 'You mean she will lose her memory? ’

"It's just possible. Don't wait in line. The brain is the most complex part of the human body. We have to wait until she wakes up." After Qin Chen finished speaking, he came over and patted his eldest brother on the shoulder. The eldest brother was in such a miserable state that he was so affectionate. of.

Qin Mo didn't speak, he just raised his eyes and glanced at his sister, or more like his younger brother.

After a long time, Qin Mo suddenly put his head on Qin Chen's shoulder.

Qin Chen was shocked. When did his brother become so fragile?

But soon Qin Chen understood how much Qin Mo loved He Huan to show such a side. And if it weren't for her, he would probably be pretending to be calm.

Qin Chen didn't move, and stayed with her quietly for a while before asking softly: "Second brother, do you want to make a cup of coffee?"

Only when he is particularly serious will he call him second brother.

Qin Mo was silent for a while and then asked softly: "What's the worst?"

Qin Chen's voice was slightly low: "I forgot you, Yi Huan, and everyone else, but it doesn't affect my life."

Qin Mo was silent for another moment, and then laughed softly: "Forgetting everyone, doesn't it affect me?"

It's okay that she forgot, but what about his heart? Is there nowhere to put it?

Qin Chen knew that he was sad, but there was nothing he could do about this kind of thing. After all, it was a matter that involved the brain and could not be operated on elsewhere.

She could only continue: "If the blood clot continues to get bigger, the only option is surgery. If it stays the same, then...brother, it depends on your choice."

Qin Mo moved his head gently and leaned on the sofa. He wiped his face and whispered, "Make me a cup of coffee."

Qin Chen hummed and then went to make coffee.

While she was cooking, Qin Mo whispered: "I want her to be well. As long as she is well, nothing else matters."

Even if his heart is in pieces, crushed to pieces, and has no place to rest, he can endure it.

The only thing he couldn't bear was that she left him and was not by his side, which was not good.

As long as she is good, he can raise her even if her intelligence is only seven or eight years old.

Qin Chen didn't speak until he poured the coffee into a cup and brought it to him, then whispered: "It's not as bad as you think."

Qin Mo took the coffee and took a sip. Then he looked down at the coffee in the cup and smiled bitterly.

Qin Chen said nothing and stayed with him.

After a cup of coffee, Qin Mo had calmed down a lot. He put down the cup: "I'm going to see He Huan."

"I'll go too." Qin Chen also put down his cup.

The two of them got up and went to the VIP ward together. He Huan was still unconscious and lying quietly. His health was not good to begin with, and this time his face was as pale as paper.

Qin Mo felt distressed when he saw it. He sat by the bed and held one of her hands.

His hand was also cold. He still remembered how he held her hand like this when they were in the car this morning. At that time, her little hand was warm because of the hot fruit tea she drank.

Qin Mo's eyebrows were filled with pain and he said in a low voice: "When will you wake up?"

He wanted her to wake up, but he was afraid that she would wake up. He was afraid that when she woke up and opened her eyes, he would see a pair of strange eyes and ask him, who are you?

In that case, he would probably suffer from angina.

But with her lying like this, he was afraid that if she didn't wake up, she would never be able to wake up, so just let it hurt, just wake up.

Qin Chen watched silently from the side, sighing slightly in his heart.