Mother Mu finally couldn't bear it anymore and got out of bed.
"What are you..."
"I'm going for a walk."
She put on her slippers and walked out of the hospital bed. Sure enough, she saw the door of the hospital bed diagonally opposite was open, and a three or four-year-old boy was crying in his mother's arms. The mother had been coaxing him softly, with a very gentle voice.
Taking this scene in her eyes, Mu's mother couldn't help but think of herself back then. Thinking of those years, her nose became sore and tears fell down.
"Madam?" Lin Zifan held her shoulders, "Are you okay?"
"Oh!" Mu's mother turned her face to one side and wiped her eyes, "It's okay, it's just... the light in the corridor is too bright, it makes my eyes a little uncomfortable."
As soon as she turned her face, her eyes caught two familiar figures walking towards the end of the corridor. They were her husband Qin Zhaoyang and assistant Zhu Li.
Mother Mu was busy adjusting her emotions, then turned around and returned to the ward.
From a distance, Qin Zhaoyang had already seen her and subconsciously quickened his pace to walk over. However, when he saw the other party turning around and returning to the ward, his forward steps suddenly became heavy as if they were filled with lead.
The child in the ward was still crying, and the crying made him irritable.
Stopping and looking at the crying child in the mother's arms in the ward, Qin Zhaoyang frowned, turned around and walked into Mu's mother's ward, and immediately gave an order to Julie.
"close the door."
"gentlemen."
Lin Zifan came forward and greeted politely.
Qin Zhaoyang nodded, walked forward to the side of the bed, and glanced at Mu's mother's palm.
After these few days of treatment and recovery, Mu's mother's burn has improved a lot, and the light gray scab on the wound has begun to peel off, revealing some tender light pink skin inside.
Mother Mu leaned on the pillow, stroking the wrinkles on the thin quilt with her fingers, not looking at him or speaking.
Qin Zhaoyang coughed lightly and sat down on the chair beside the bed.
"The doctor said that your condition has improved a lot. We will return to country M next Monday."
go back
Doesn’t he also want to acquire a real estate company in City A
Could it be...
Mother Mu raised her face, and a pair of questioning eyes fell on Qin Zhaoyang's face.
Seeing the question in her eyes, Qin Zhaoyang pursed his lips slightly.
"There is a project over there in New York, and I have to take charge of it personally."
He did not answer her question directly, but this statement showed that he would not interfere in the acquisition of the real estate company in City A.
Mu's mother's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a bright color appeared in her eyes.
Catching that flash of light, Qin Zhaoyang's expression relaxed slightly, and then he frowned again.
Sure enough, her son is more important in her heart!
Seeing her hand on the burnt hand, the man's eyebrows became a little tighter, but his eyes were softly stained with a bit of heartache.
"You guys get out."
Zhu Li and Lin Zifan hurriedly exited the door. Qin Zhaoyang clasped his hands on his knees, and finally raised them up, gently holding the joint between the thumb of her injured right hand and the tiger's mouth - carefully avoiding her injury, and holding her palm Turned it over and looked at it.
"Does it still hurt?"
The man's tone was low and gentle, wrapped in concern.
Looking sideways at the fingers on his hand, Mu's mother's tone softened as she felt his fingertips gently grazing her skin.
"fine."
His fingers reached into her palm, and the man's fingers clenched slightly, then gently moved over and landed on her wrist, his thumb gently caressing her slender wrist.
She seems to have lost weight again!