The Rest Of My Life Is For You

Although he still needed someone to help him up, his condition had improved greatly.

Given this progress, it would not take long for him to personally step out to expose Mo Kun's deeds.

Qi Yan got someone to prepare a wheelchair and helped him to get in it, then wheeled him out to the courtyard to take a breath of fresh air.

Seeing how Mo Chengxian looked pretty energetic, Qi Yan hurriedly tried to make himself more likable.

"Elderly head, you probably remember me right? I'm Qi Yan, you can call me the King of Medicine or King of Hell. If you don't like any of these two names, you can call me Xiao Yan as well!

"Honestly, I heard of you a very long time ago and I've also admired you. The moment Nian Xiaomu told me to treat you, I agreed readily!

"Don't worry, with me around, your condition will definitely get better. Let's not talk about living to a ripe old age, but you'll at least live till eighty-eight.

"After saying so much, I actually have not introduced to you my other identity. I'm actually Bengbeng's…"

Before Qi Yan could finish, he suffered a slap to his head.

Turning around, he saw Tan Bengbeng coming with a glass of water from behind, her face emotionless.

That slap was from her.

It was to stop him from spouting rubbish in front of the elderly head!

And he still had the cheek to say that he agreed readily to be the elderly head's physician when he had obviously refused to at the start and said that the Qi Family had their rules which meant he could not get involved in the Mo Family's internal conflict.

Yet, he was now getting credit for himself in front of the elderly head.

"Elderly head, he's just a rascal. Ignore him."

Tan Bengbeng did not look at Qi Yan's miserable-looking face and bent down to Mo Chengxian sitting in the wheelchair, helping him to drink the water with a straw.

Upon seeing her, the corner of Mo Chengxian's lips curled into a smile.

With much effort, he raised his hand and touched her head affectionately.

"Beng…"

The single word he muttered was muffled, but Tan Bengbeng understood it. He was calling her name.

The next second, she saw Mo Chengxian raise his hand to look at Qi Yan as if he was asking her what relationship he had with her.

Tan Bengbeng was slightly taken aback and her gaze hesitated for a moment as she had thought of how to explain her relationship with Qi Yan to the elderly head.

The moment Qi Yan understood what Mr. Mo was trying to ask, he hurriedly went forward and pointed to himself.

"I'm Bengbeng's fiancé!"

"Qi Yan…" Looking at the elderly head's slightly stunned expression, Tan Bengbeng grabbed onto Qi Yan's arm rather anxiously to stop him from spouting nonsense.

But, how could she possibly control Qi Yan's mouth?

The moment he saw Mr. Mo's stunned face, Qi Yan pulled Tan Bengbeng to his side and spoke seriously.

"Elderly head, I like Bengbeng, and she likes me too. I know Bengbeng's identity. As long as you agree to let her marry me, I'll definitely treat her well!"

"…"

Mr. Mo's eyes flickered slightly and a thin ray of light flashed beneath them.

It was evident that there was some fluctuation in his emotions. But, it was hard to tell whether he was happy or upset.

He was only trying his best to reach out to grab onto Tan Bengbeng.

Tan Bengbeng hurriedly reached out her own hand for him to hold onto.

They watched as the elderly head exerted much effort to use his other hand to pat the back of her hand.

It seemed like he was extremely gratified.

And that he had agreed to it?

Upon witnessing this, Qi Yan hurriedly squatted down in front of Mo Chengxian.

"Elderly head, does this mean you've agreed to it?"

"…"

Mo Chengxian quivered his lips as if to say something, but before he could mutter a word, someone rushed into the courtyard.

"King of Hell, Miss Tan, there's trouble!"