<h4>Chapter 1608: Mo Xicheng Reinstated (81)</h4>


    Mo Hai got to his feet impatiently. He was having a splitting headache but still, he headed for Mo Zhi’s apartment.


    When he arrived at the door, he saw Mo Zhi hugging a pillow and sitting on the bed, mumbling inaudibly. He was staring nkly into the space ahead.


    When Mo Hai saw this, he frowned tightly.


    He looked at the butler and asked, “What’s the matter?”


    The butler sighed and replied, “Young Master Mo Zhi was already like this when I woke up this morning. And he’s still like this now. And when I speak to him, he ignores me. I suspect that he’s... gone mental.”


    As he said this, he pointed at his own head.


    Mo Hai widened his eyes. His head felt like it was going to explode.


    He tried his best to calm himself before he walked in.


    As he entered the apartment, Mo Zhi lifted his eyes and nced at him. Then the young man continued to mumble and chant, “Don’t make me leave. This is my home, this is my home. Who am I? I’m Mo Zhi, I’m the young master of the Mo Family, everything in this family is mine. It’s all mine, that’s right, it’s all mine. That Mo Xicheng is an illegitimate child, I’m not, he is—”


    Mo Hai frowned and shouted, “Mo Zhi!”


    The young man ignored him and continued staring nkly ahead. His eyes didn’t seem focused on anything in particr.


    Mo Hai realized this wasn’t normal. He lowered his head and shouted again, “Mo Zhi!”


    Mo Zhi continued to ignore him and stared nkly into space.


    Mo Hai was stunned and turned to look at the butler.


    The butler didn’t dare to meet his eyes and instead lowered his head.


    Mo Hai hollered, “Call the ambnce, quickly!”


    –


    At the hospital.


    Mo Zhi was lying on the bed quietly, his eyes shut. He had fallen asleep after being injected with a stabilizer.


    Mo Hai was now talking to the doctor.


    “Our initial exploration suggests that he has a significant level of depression,” the doctor said. “This condition is normally triggered. He has been facing too much pressure recently.”


    Mo Hai was taken aback and asked, “So what do we do now?”


    “For now he needs the love and care of his family. Besides this, he needs to work out his emotional issues, otherwise his condition may worsen over time.”


    Mo Hai was taken aback.


    As he walked out of the doctor’s office towards the VIP ward, he could see Mo Zhi lying there, sleeping cidly.


    Looking at Mo Zhi, he clenched his fists tightly.


    Yao Lili had already gone to jail and would be spending the rest of her life there.


    He was the only rtive that Mo Zhi had in the world.


    Hence no matter what mistake Mo Zhi had made, he was unable to abandon the boy.


    He found it impossible to force Mo Zhi out of the Mo family home, for making him leave the home was really no different from killing him.


    Mo Zhi was like his own son, so how could he bear to kill the boy?!


    Mo Hai tightened his fists and continued looking into the VIP ward.


    After a while, his cell phone rang.


    He looked down at the screen. It was Li Shu’swyer. Mo Hai froze for a moment before he picked up the call. He heard thewyer say, “Mr. Mo, Madam Li Shu has asked me to draw up the divorce documents. They’re ready and I’d like you to take a look. I wonder if you might be avable?”


    The divorce documents.


    Mo Hai’s grip on the cell phone loosened and the device fell on the ground.


    Crack.


    The crisp sound of the phone hitting the ground brought the man back to the present.


    He looked down and bent over to pick up the phone.


    “Mr. Mo? Mr. Mo?”


    Thewyer was calling out.


    Mo Hai stared ahead quietly and then shifted his gaze to the young man lying on the VIP ward.


    He said after a long pause, “Ok, I’m avable now. You can find me at the hospital.”