Xiao Liuliu, stop talking, your father is about to cry!
Nian Xiaomu picked her up, hurriedly followed Xin Daodong, and dragged Yu Yuehan out of the hospital.
Just as the family of three walked out of the hospital gate, Yu Yuehan opened his lips coldly.
"Unless the child in Shangxin's womb is a daughter, you are not allowed to bring Xiao Liuliu here again!"
Nian Xiaomu: "..."
Nian Xiaomu: "Yu Yuehan, Xiao Liuliu just likes his younger brother, you don't need to be so nervous..."
Yu Yue coldly snorted, "You little brother who is still in the mother's womb and just wants to keep him, can you not be nervous?"
His little princess is only three years old!
What is the concept of three years old? He should love his father the most, sticking to him every day to hug him and hold him high.
If Shangxin really gave birth to a son, and Tang Yuansi's crow's mouth just happened to abduct his little princess, he was afraid that he would be so angry that he would go straight into the coffin!
Yu Yuehan turned his head and saw that his little brother was gone, and Xiao Liuliu was leaning against his arms again, drowsy.
His big eyes were half-closed, and he couldn't hear what they were saying at all.
Just like that, she still let him calm down
He can't calm down anymore!
After sending Xiao Liuliu back to Yu's villa, carrying her back to the room and letting her sleep well, Nian Xiaomu was dragged back to the room by Yu Yuehan, and ordered the butler to bring the medicine box.
"It's time for your wound to be changed." Yu Yuehan said, opened the medicine box, and took out the ointment and clean gauze.
Nian Xiaomu sat obediently on the sofa, unable to move her left hand, while she was flipping through the messages on the phone with her right hand.
Previously, she was busy with Xiao Liuliu, but after she hung up on Tan Bengbeng, she had no time to look at her phone.
Now when she opened it, it was full of photos and videos sent to her by Tan Bengbeng.
"My grandpa is awake!"
As soon as Nian Xiaomu saw Mo Chengxian with his eyes open in the photo, he turned to look at Yu Yuehan excitedly.
"He's actually awake, and there's video..."
Nian Xiaomu turned on the video on the phone. The video was not muted, but there was no sound, only the picture.
In the picture, her grandfather is lying on the sick bed, the pillow is slightly raised.
Mo Yongheng was wiping his hands and feet with a wet towel.
His sharp old eyes kept looking in the direction of the camera, as if he knew that Tan Bengbeng was shooting a video.
The lips moved slightly.
It could be vaguely seen that he called Xin'er.
"grandfather… "
Nian Xiaomu watched the old man full of vicissitudes in the video, tears filled his eyes instantly.
Subconsciously raised his hand to wipe, moved his left shoulder, and gasped in pain.
"do not move!"
Yu Yuehan hurriedly held her down and followed her gaze. When he saw the old man in the video, his eyes became gentle.
"Grandpa loves you very much. I know you want to see him. Even if you can't stay by his side to take care of him, at least you can see him with your own eyes to know how he is. Tell him again that you are doing well now, right? ?”
While changing her dressing, Yu Yuehan opened his thin lips slightly.
With tears in her eyes, Nian Xiaomu nodded vigorously, choked up and speechless.
In the next second, Yu Yuehan rewrapped the gauze, reached out and gently hugged her into his arms.
"Listen to me, don't worry, your grandfather suffered a stroke and hasn't recovered yet, so he can't be stimulated anymore. Once you meet, you will definitely lose control of your emotions, and it will be bad for his health. Besides, your body still has Injury, if you let him know that you almost had an accident, aren't you afraid that it will affect his condition?"