798: It's Hard Not to Feel Anything For Your Own Son

It's Hard Not to Feel Anything For Your Own Son

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Almost everyone sucked in a breath at the same time.

Mo Boyuan ripped off the miniature headset and threw it at the staff members as he wrapped his son in a blanket.

The manager came forward out of the crowd of onlookers.

"Brother Mo, the car is ready."

The manager was so anxious that sweat poured from him like a waterfall. He had even lost one of his shoes as he dashed over to Mo Boyuan's side.

Mo Boyuan responded with an "Mm" and tried to pick up his son. However, the little boy was not being cooperative at all. He struggled in his father's arms, waving his hands around in desperation. He refused to part with his mother.

"Mom, Mom, sob, Mom," he repeated mournfully.

Having just been resuscitated, Ningning was extremely weak. His close brush with death left him shivering in fear.

He did not care that people were staring, or perhaps more accurately, he was in no emotional state to care for how others viewed him.

Jiang Tingxu trembled like a leaf blown in the wind. She woke from her catatonic state upon hearing her son's cries. Clinging onto her was Ninging, who shook uncontrollably.

"Mom is here. Ningning, it's alright. Don't cry. Mom is going to take you to the hospital for a check-up, okay?"

"Sob, sob... I won't go without you!" the little boy wailed pitifully.

Jiang Tingxu's heart ached. "Okay, mom will accompany you."

How could she feel at ease if she did not accompany her beloved son?

Only a mom would truly understand Jiang Tingxu's feelings at that moment. The feelings of helplessness, worry and heartache, as if the sky was caving in on her.

Ningning sobbed into his mother's blouse. Jiang Tingxu wobbled to her feet with Ningning in her arms.

Squatting for so long, coupled with the chaotic state of her emotions, caused Jiang Tingxu to sway on her feet.

Fortunately, Mo Boyuan was there to catch her.

"What's wrong? Are you alright?" Mo Boyuan could not conceal the anxiety laced in his voice.

Jiang Tingxu shook her head. "I'm fine."

Though Jiang Tingxu assured him, Mo Boyuan still worried for her and Ningning. Sternly, he beckoned to his son, "Mo Zhining, come here. Daddy will carry you."

Not only did Ningning fail to comply with his father's demands, but his grip also tightened around his mother's neck.

"No! Ningning doesn't want Daddy. Sob, sob, sob, Ningning wants Mommy!"

It was as if he was afraid his father would run off with him without his mother.

Mo Boyuan looked like he had swallowed a lemon. Although it is often said that men do not cry as easily as women, Mo Boyuan had to fight the urge to do so, having been given the cold shoulder by his son.

Ningning was his biological son, not someone else's.

His child had fallen into the water. How could he not feel distressed?

It would be strange if he felt nothing at all when his child was hurt!"

"Mo Boyuan, grab the first-aid kit. I'll carry Ningning."

Since his wife had spoken, Mo Boyuan did not fight her on the issue. He retrieved the first-aid kit and hurried after his wife and son.

With such a big accident, filming on set was suspended.

On the way, they met the director and assistant director, who rushed over. "How's Ningning?" They also asked anxiously.

"It shouldn't be a big problem, but we still have to go to the hospital for a check-up as soon as possible."

The director waved them on hurriedly. "Go, go, go. Hurry, don't delay."

If anything were to happen to this child, no one would be able to bear the consequences!

The little boy was the Mo family's only great-grandson!

The program team had already prepared a car. However, Gu Ranzhi drove over at this moment, hollering, "Sister, get in the car."

The car he was driving was his. It was more than twice as good as the car prepared by the program team.

The cars of the program team were all sponsored for advertising. How good could they be?

If one were to compare their speed alone, there was no way a 1.5-litre engine could bridge the gap in horsepower with a 3.5-litre engine!

Jiang Tingxu carried her son over. Gu Ranzhi took the lead to get out of the car and open the back door.

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