Boss Mo’s Predestined Love Brought by Surrogacy

Gu Yan stepped forward and touched Mo Yichen's forehead. It was still a bit hot, but much better than just now.

"Wait here, and I'm going to buy breakfast for you." Gu Yan was about to leave, while Mo Yichen held her hand and shook his head to indicate that he didn't want to eat anything. Gu Yan didn't agree and stared at him. Seeing Gu Yan's eyes, Mo Yichen had to let her go.

His eyes closely followed the back of Gu Yan, and she seemed to feel Mo Yichen's stare. Then she turned around and smiled at him. Mo Yichen suddenly felt that the pain lessened a lot when seeing Gu Yan's warm smile.

The nanny also cooked for Mo Yichen, but it must be cold now. Besides, Mo Yichen's condition didn't allow him to eat such a rich mea l, so Gu Yan was going to buy him congee with side dishes. There must be many shops selling congee near the hospital.

The TV in the lobby of the hospital was showing a video of Mo Yichen and her being interviewed that day. Gu Yan watched Mo Yichen, who was confident in front of the camera. He had always been like that in her impression.

But Gu Yan still captured a sense of frustration that made her extremely heart-broken. Gu Yan understood him.

Now Mo Yichen curled up on a small bed in the treatment room getting an intravenous drip. Frailness was the only word Gu Yan could think of to describe his current state. Previously, he had been full of confidence, and Gu Yan liked it.

But did Gu Yan like the frail Mo Yichen, who had nothing, now? Gu Yan asked herself from the bottom of her heart.

Without hesitation, a voice popped out from the bottom of her heart, and emphasized over and over again — No, she was not limited to liking him; she loved him at any time.

Thinking of this, Gu Yan expressed a happy and satisfied smile among the people with sorrow in the hospital. Thinking that Mo Yichen was still waiting for her, Gu Yan had only one thought in her mind — to see him and give him warmth quickly, so that he would no longer feel lonely. Gu Yan then speeded up her steps.

Thinking of the scene when she was pressed by the media that day, Gu Yan wrapped her scarf tightly before she left the hospital, leaving only a pair of bright eyes exposed. When she walked out of the hospital door, she felt chilly wind that suddenly made her sober.

Inexplicably, Gu Yan wanted to stand in the cold wind forever, or stand for a while, but she knew she couldn't, because the image of Mo Yichen with the intravenous drip came to her mind from time to time, making her heart-broken.

Sunshine warmed Gu Yan gradually. There were many vendors crying their wares on the street, never like the hospital. At least she could feel a sense of daily life out of the hospital.

Gu Yan quickly bought the congee and returned to the hospital. She didn't forget the responsibility on her shoulders despite loving the hustle and bustle of the street.

After going backed to the hospital, Gu Yan carefully helped Mo Yichen up, and let him lean on her shoulder. Then she fed Mo Yichen the congee after blowing it scoop by scoop. Mo Yichen hardly overcame the discomfort of a dry and painful throat and took several bites when he smelled the scent of the congee.

Gu Yan was feeding him another spoon, but Mo Yichen couldn't eat it anymore. Gu Yan also knew that it must be so uncomfortable for him that he couldn't eat anything.

"Everything is fine with your mother and Xiangyan, so don't worry. Now you need to have a sleep, and I will be here." Gu Yan grasped Mo Yichen's hand. She was still worrying about Li Yunhong, but she also knew that it was not a proper time to tell Mo Yichen his mother's condition. It would be better to tell him after he recovered. Otherwise, it would only make him more painful.

Gu Yan put the thin hospital quilt over Mo Yichen. Watching him curl up on the small sickbed, Gu Yan felt deeply depressed. Mo Yichen was the one that dominated their relationship, but now he was so faint. Gu Yan quickly adjusted her mood to ensure that Mo Yichen could not see any sadness on her face.

Mo Yichen stared at Gu Yan's eyes quietly, whose eyes boasted a kind of gentle magic. The attraction made Mo Yichen drop into it and finally fall asleep.

Gu Yan watched Mo Yichen fall asleep, and then took a long breath. Mo Yichen must have had a trying time in the morning, both physically and psychologically.

Gu Yan stared at Mo Yichen quietly, looking at his frowning brows, and feeling his even breathing. She felt that she was also gradually calming down with his breathing.

When the drip was finished, Gu Yan woke Mo Yichen up, who had been asleep for several hours in a daze, holding Gu Yan's hand tightly. Gu Yan couldn't get rid of it at all with a gentle force, so she didn't try to free herself. Their hands were held together so tightly for several hours.

Since their hands were not in a right position, Gu Yan's arms were numb, but she still endured the discomfort, because she wanted to send some warmth to Mo Yichen by such a simple movement.

Gu Yan rang the bell to call the nurse, who pulled the needle out of Mo Yichen's hand. Gu Yan couldn't help closing her eyes, but Mo Yichen expressed no difference. It seemed that he didn't feel the pain from his palm.

Mo Yichen wanted to go back to the ward upstairs, but Gu Yan refused. Although his condition had improved, he was lack of energy to accompany his mother and his son in the hospital. Obviously, Mo Yichen couldn't do it now.

"You have to go home today, and the nanny will take care of you. This hospital is lack of good condition to help you recover." Gu Yan looked at Mo Yichen and expressed her ideas firmly.

Mo Yichen wanted to refute, but he couldn't even open his mouth, so he couldn't help smiling bitterly. It was better to go home as being in the hospital would only make more troubles for Gu Yan, who had already been overwhelmed, and he couldn't lay more burden on her, so he agreed.

Gaining Mo Yichen's acquiescence, Gu Yan finally heaved a sigh of relief. She was ready to persuade Mo Yichen, but she hadn't expected him to be so cooperative.

Gu Yan asked Mo Yichen to sit on the sickbed and wait for her. She went to the doctor to pick the prescription, and then lined up to fetch the medicine. Finally, she went upstairs and took Mo Yichen's scarf and gloves. Everything was well-organized by Gu Yan.