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Chapter 250 coma
And Jiang Muyan also stood aside, waiting quietly, the man's blue eyes were deep, like the sea, unfathomable.

Finally, on the next morning, the door of the operating room was opened as expected, and the doctor who came out of the operating room spoke to Tan Jinmo with a pale and solemn face.

"The blood clot in Mrs. Tan's brain was successfully removed, but the cancer cells will be killed in the next chemotherapy. Mrs. Tan's body is very weak. We hope she can recover well."

The process of chemotherapy was very painful. An Nianluo was hanged by those instruments in the first place. If he was in poor health, he might not be able to do anything about it even after a round of chemotherapy.

Tan Jin Mo's body was tense, and his voice was extremely hoarse.

"She... will live, won't she?"

Those doctors were silent, and no one could predict whether these cancer cells would continue to grow or deteriorate.

"She'll be all right, she'll be all right."

Tan Jinmo looked at those doctors talking to himself, his eyes were red, this tall man, at this moment, looked like he was about to cry, which made people feel sour.

Jiang Muyan looked at Tan Jinmo's appearance, his eyes darkened for a while, he shook his head gently, and then walked into the operating room.

An Nianluo didn't feel a thing at this moment, the woman's face was as white as if it was transparent, imprinted in Jiang Muyan's eyes, making the blood in Jiang Muyan's whole body seem to freeze, as if he was hungry.

Jiang Muyan reached out to touch An Nianluo's eyelids, but Tan Jinmo swung them away.

"she is mine."

The man looked at Jiang Muyan coldly, his brows were furrowed tightly, his eyes were extremely scary.

Jiang Muyan lowered his eyelids, and finally turned and left the operating room without saying anything.

An Nianluo's operation was considered a success, and then, she only needed chemotherapy once a week to kill the cancer cells.

After this incident, Tan Jin Mo didn't want to leave An Nianluo for a moment, and hugged An Nianluo every day, as if as long as he let go of his hand, he would lose An Nianluo's appearance.

An Nianluo gave birth to a boy by caesarean section. Because of this child, An Nianluo was seriously injured and could only lie on the bed. Yue, who didn't wake up, was relying on those nutrient needles to maintain his life.

"Boss, the young master is fine now."

Lin Mo held An Nianluo's newly born child in his hands. This child was very fatal. Originally, with An Nianluo's physical condition, the child would have died, but this child survived tenaciously.

Tan Jinmo slowly raised his head and looked at the child in Lin Mo's hands. The child's cheeks were white and chubby. It was a little different from the small and weak shadow just born. The child at this moment, It looks like a white meat ball, very cute.

At this moment, the child is looking at Tan Jinmo with a pair of lovely eyes. His delicate and lovely appearance makes Tan Jinmo's heart soften for a while.

"Come and see your mother."

Tan Jin Mo hugged the child in his arms a little awkwardly, the child didn't seem to recognize his birth at all, with his red lips slightly parted, he stretched out his hand, ready to hug Tan Jin Mo.

Lin Mo watched from the side, with relief in his eyes.

"Luoluo, don't you really want to see this child? Have you seen it now? Look, this child is our child."

Tan Jinmo hugged the child in his arms, and turned the child in the direction of An Nianluo.

The little child couldn't understand what Tan Jin Mo said, but just tugged on Tan Jin Mo's hair "babbling", Tan Jin Mo also let the child move, his eyes were gentle and somewhat intoxicating.

He lowered his head, gently kissed the child's fair forehead, leaned close to the child's face, and gently rubbed it, his voice was also tinged with a touch of sadness.

"Luoluo, open your eyes, okay? Don't you want to see our child? Tell me, what is our child's name?"

In the quiet ward, there was only Tan Jin Mo's voice, and the voice of a child babbling.

In the blink of an eye, a year passed, and An Nianluo still didn't wake up. The chemotherapy process was successful, and An Nianluo's life was saved, but he had already fallen into a coma.

Tan Jinmo called that child Tuantuan, because this child is very fat, chubby, and extremely cute.

The one-year-old child is still a little shaky when walking, but he is very quiet, not like a lively child.

"dad."

Tuantuan walked into Tan Jinmo with short arms, stretched out his arms, hugged the man's thigh, raised his head, and stared closely at Tan Jinmo with a pair of round eyes.

Every time he saw Tuantuan, Tan Jinmo felt that his cold heart softened inexplicably.

He stretched out his hand, stroked Tuantuan's hair, lowered his head, and kissed Tuantuan's delicate and beautiful face lightly.

"What's the matter? Tuantuan, do you miss your mother?"

"Tuantuan, I miss my mother."

Tuantuan rolled her round eyeballs, sucked her fingers, and said crisply.

Hearing Tuantuan's words, Tan Jin Mo's eyes softened.

He put Tuan Tuan on An Nianluo's bed, and watched Tuan Tuan shaking his fat buttocks and crawling towards An Nianluo, his handsome and mature face could not help but be filled with pain.

"It's been a year, baby, don't you still want to wake up? You're too tired, I know, don't be afraid, I'll be with you back."

Tan Jinmo brushed An Nianluo's hair, and said in a hoarse and painful voice.

Tuantuan couldn't understand Tan Jin Mo's painful words, he just drooled, kissed An Nianluo's face, and rubbed his cheek against An Nianluo's neck.

Tan Jin Mo stepped forward and hugged Tuantuan in his arms. At this moment, the resolute man couldn't help crying.

The wind outside the window blows in through the slits in bursts, carrying a sad breath.

But at this moment, in a private house near a ruined alley in the imperial capital, in a dilapidated courtyard, a woman took a newspaper and threw it at the boy who was reading a book.

The boy was about seven or eight years old, and his appearance was unusually delicate and good-looking. He was taller than children of the same age, but his face was as cold as ice, which was a bit frighteningly cold.

"Suhe, look, this is your mother. She has completely abandoned you. She abandoned you for another child. She even gave up her life for that child." Rubbing her hair, looking at the boy's calm eyes, she smiled a little strangely.

"She's not my mother anymore."

Su He threw the newspaper in his hand to the ground, with an indifferent and decisive look, it was hard to tell that it was the aura only a child would have.

"What do you think about that matter? Suhe, you have to know that if we want to live, we must do things. Even if those things are wrong, we have nothing to do."

The woman leaned against the mottled and ugly wall behind her, brushed her long hair in her hand, turned her head, looked in front of her lightly, said the indifferent and gloomy child.

"I promise you."

Su He raised his head, his delicate and indifferent face was full of cruelty, and then, the child slowly lifted his lips, revealing a frightening arc.

"I will have my revenge, and she forsook my hatred."

The wind outside the window was blowing against the old iron door, making a constant creaking sound, which made people panic, and a frightening madness flashed in the woman's eyes.

She looked at Suhe in front of her, and slowly raised her lips.

An Nianluo, Tan Jinmo, as I said, I will make you regret it, and I will definitely make you regret it for the rest of your life.

In the blink of an eye, 18 years have passed. During these 18 years, An Nianluo never woke up again. Tan Jinmo stayed by An Nianluo's side and talked with An Nianluo every day.

Tuantuan has grown up, and has also taken over the Tan Group, becoming the youngest president of the Tan Group, and also the youngest president in the entire imperial capital.

Tan Nianyan is Tuantuan's name. He was quiet when he was a child, but when he grows up, he becomes sunny and handsome, and he is the male god in everyone's heart.

"Master, you are back."

Tan Nianyan handed over the briefcase in his hand to the servant, and after looking around the entire living room, the man's exquisite eyebrows and eyes couldn't help but wrinkled.

"Where's Xiaoyin? She hasn't come back yet."

Zhuo Xiaoyin is the adopted daughter of the Tan family, and because of An Nianluo's relationship, Tan Jinmo paid little attention to Tan Nianyan, so he had no choice but to let Linmo adopt a child from the orphanage to accompany Tan Nianyan.

"Miss said she wouldn't come back tonight. After their school's graduation ceremony, they would go out to drink with their classmates."

The servant looked at Tan Nianyan tremblingly.

Although Tan Nianyan's aura was not as strong as Tan Jinmo's, the young man's aura of calm and prestige still made the servant panic and frightened.

"Dad is in the room,"

Tan Nianyan frowned slightly, and said indifferently.

"Yes."

Tan Jinmo would accompany An Nianluo in the bedroom every day. Everyone in the Tan family knew about this.

"I see, you go down first, I'll go upstairs to see her."

Tan Nianyan's brows and eyes involuntarily flashed a little sadness and pain, he waved his hand to let the servant leave, and then slowly went upstairs.

After arriving at Tan Jinmo's bedroom, Tan Nianyan just gently opened the door, and saw two people hugging each other on the big bed.

An Nianluo's face remained unchanged for ten years, perhaps because of his deep sleep, An Nianluo looked younger and more beautiful.

Tan Jinmo, on the other hand, has become more mature and stable, and has lost the hostility and violentness of his youth.

"dad."

Tan Nianyan pushed open the door and softly called Tan Jinmo's name.

"came back?"

Tan Jin Mo touched the woman's eyelids gently, and said indifferently.

For this son, Tan Jinmo seldom disciplined him, and all his thoughts were on An Nianluo.

And Tan Nianyan is also very attached to Jiang Muyan, so Jiang Muyan basically took Tan Nianyan with him. The two people who were originally rivals in love suddenly turned into such a state of both enemies and friends, which made Tan Jinmo feel a little strange.

"Well, I want to come over and see Mommy."

Tan Nianyan lowered his head and looked at An Nianluo, who was embraced by the circle of men.

"She's fine. The doctor said that although the chance of waking up is very low, I believe that Luoluo won't abandon me like this."

Tan Jinmo's eyes have fine lines, and his temples are gray, but the man is still so handsome that people can't breathe. The charm of a mature man is not comparable to any man.

"Really? I really want my mother to wake up."

(End of this chapter)