A daughter-in-law has not yet been married, and many helpers are better than many enemies.
How do you say that? Talking cheap for a while, chasing his wife to the crematorium!
If he hadn't been pecked by an eagle at the beginning, he wouldn't have failed to see that Mo Yongheng was actually Tan Bengbeng's brother, and he was beaten to death in front of him.
It's all right now, I can't win even if I cry.
If you want to see your daughter-in-law, you have to sneak around like a thief.
"Then when will he wake up?" Nian Xiaomu asked again.
When Qi Yan said that Yu Yuehan had a concussion and internal bleeding, she really couldn't sit still for a second.
As soon as she moved, her own stomach suddenly throbbed slightly, and her face changed due to the pain.
Zheng Yan quickly pushed her down on the seat.
"Got my ancestors, you yourself just narrowly escaped death and almost lost your child, so take it easy, since the King of Hades said that Young Master Han is fine, he must be fine, otherwise, you will always be in his ears Tell him that he is going to be a father, maybe he will wake up when he is happy?"
"It makes sense, I think this method is feasible!" Qi Yan agreed without thinking.
It was impossible to tell whether he was serious or not, but Nian Xiaomu could see that he was trying to please Zheng Yan.
Immediately gave him a blank look.
Qi Yan didn't care, anyway, the sky and the earth are big, not as big as his daughter-in-law.
Now his mind is full of how to deceive Beng Beng, his Beng Beng has confessed to him, saying that he likes him.
Just as long as Mo Yongheng nods now, he will be able to hug the beauty back.
No, Zheng Yan is the person on Mo Yongheng's heart, he can't convince Mo Yongheng, so it's a good way to curry favor with Zheng Yan and increase his chances of winning.
Qi Yan: "Don't worry, according to my guess, with his current situation, he should be waking up soon."
Hearing this, Nian Xiaomu felt a little relieved.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, tightly holding Yu Yuehan's hand.
Putting his hand on his stomach, it was really like what Zheng Yan said, telling him that he was pregnant.
"Yu Yuehan, you are going to be a father. Although I don't know if it is a son or a daughter, I know you will like it, right?"
"When you wake up, we'll tell grandpa that I'm pregnant. Maybe grandpa will agree to let us get married."
"If he still refuses to agree to this, and insists on letting me give birth to the child with the surname Mo, I will elope with you..."
Nian Xiaomu spoke seriously, as if Yu Yuehan was really awake and could hear her.
Qi Yan and Zheng Yan listened to her words quietly, and left the ward first, giving space to their young couple.
Nian Xiaomu just sat by the bed like this, holding Yu Yuehan's hand and talking to him.
What flashed before their eyes was the scenes of their time.
Yu Yuehan protected him without hesitation, and he was seriously injured, but when she needed him the most, he appeared in front of her like a god.
At that moment, she really thought she was going to die.
The next second, because of his appearance, hell turned into heaven.
She didn't believe in fate before, Sansheng III.
But now, she believed it.
If there is a next life, the next life, she wants to be with him, hold his hand and grow old together.
"Yu Yuehan, I love you."
Nian Xiaomu held his hand and put it to her lips, and murmured in a low voice.
In the next second, he found his fingers moved.
Then, he opened his black eyes and looked at her blankly.