Ding Junqi didn't care about his wounds, he just looked at Lotte, who was still pale at this moment.
"Has this happened before?" Hongxuancheng asked, opening the medicine box and treating the wound on Ding Junqi's wrist first.
Ding Junqi shook his head. He had never seen Letian in such pain.
"No, my mother is in good health. She has never been sick." Ding Yuejian said immediately, the anxiety on his face made people feel distressed.
While Hongxuancheng was treating Ding Junqi's wounds, he turned back to comfort the frightened child, "Your mother is fine now. She was just too tired and fell asleep. Just don't disturb her rest."
After Hong Xuancheng finished speaking, Ding Yueyan immediately made a silent gesture to express that he would be obedient.
"Your son still wants to be stolen away as always." Hongxuancheng said, and was immediately warned by Ding Yuegao to keep his voice down and not to disturb his mother's rest.
Ding Junqi looked at Letian on the bed, his expression still not very good.
Such optimism, such lifeless optimism, makes people feel distressed.
He hoped that Lotte could get up and continue arguing with him at this time.
Hongxuancheng treated his wounds and packed his medical kit. "If it's the first time it hurts like this, I'd better take her to the hospital first."
Ding Junqi nodded, and when she woke up, he would take her there.
After sending Hong Xuancheng away, Ding Junqi stood at the door of the bedroom and looked at his son who was lying on the bed carefully covering his mother with a quilt. With annoyance, he reached out and hit himself on the head. It was all his fault. If he hadn't been so fierce just now, Maybe she won't be like this anymore, so did I scare her
Thinking of this, Ding Junqi only felt regret.
Ding Yueyan went to help his mother pour water for a while, and at the same time he helped her mother to cover herself with a quilt. From time to time, she would ask Ding Junqi if her mother would be cold and whether she would like to add a quilt to her mother.
Ding Yueyan kept thinking that he was afraid that his mother would be uncomfortable. He stayed with Letian all the time, maybe because he was afraid that his mother would not be able to see him when she woke up.
Lotte woke up two hours later. When he woke up, his head was a little soft, and he didn't know where he was for a while.
"Mom, mom—" Ding Yueyan shouted excitedly.
Letian stretched out her hand to touch Ding Yue's wrinkled little face. Her dull mind made it impossible for her to think.
"Mom, I poured some water for you. Just drink some water and you'll be fine." Ding Yuegao said, reaching out his little hand to bring the water cup over and carefully feeding it to Lotte.
Ding Junqi sat by the bed and watched his son finish everything he wanted to do, so he set his sights on Letian.
Letian held his son's hand and took a sip of water, thanked his son and then lay back down.
"Sorry, I didn't control my emotions just now." Ding Junqi apologized.
Lotte thought about what happened in the bathroom just now and gave him a helpless roll of the eyes.
"But, Letian, have you ever had a headache before?" Ding Junqi helped her stand up, but when Letian pushed her, Ding Junqi withdrew her hand in a somewhat embarrassed manner.
Headache
Letian frowned, when did she get a headache
"Did I faint from your anger just now?" Isn't she too disappointed? He was so angry that he fainted.
Ding Junqi paused, "Don't you remember your headache?"
This time Lotte was stunned, "Ding Junqi, how much do you hate me? You wish I had a headache and died, right?"
Ding Junqi: "..."
Ding Yueyan: "..."
The father and son looked confused. What happened to (this woman's) mother