Qian Yikun stood at the corner of the hospital and watched Mrs. Ding go back, then leaned against the wall. No matter why he didn't get married, he didn't want to be sad because of his family.
Sooner or later he will convince Mo Fei about getting married, for sure!
Wenshan's arm dressing change was scheduled for the afternoon, and she refused anyone to follow her in.
Mother Wen looked at her daughter's back with distress as she walked in, then looked up at her husband.
Father Wen reached out and patted his wife on the shoulder, "It's okay. It's been a few days. Isn't Shanshan fine?"
Nalan Chunbo went to deal with school matters. When he came back, Wenshan had already entered the dressing room and had not come out yet.
"Uncle and aunt." Nalan Chunbo greeted in a low voice, "Where is Shanshan?"
"I'm going to change the dressing." Wen's mother tidied up her daughter's hospital bed and took her clothes into the bathroom.
Nalan Chunbo took a look outside, and finally gave up what he wanted to do.
"Nalan, you don't have to come here all the time because you are busy at school." Father Wen said without any intention of blaming, "The school work is important, Shanshan is fine. She will recover on her own in a few days."
The main thing is that even if Nalan Chunbo is in the hospital, he can only be outside the ward every day because Wenshan doesn't see him.
"I haven't been busy recently." Nalan Chunbo said in a low voice, "And it's not far from the school. If I have something to do, I will go back."
Father Wen wanted to say something else, but finally chose to remain silent.
His daughter is like this now, and Nalan Chunbo can do this. In fact, the father is grateful.
Wenshan's mood would become very bad every time after changing the dressing. She would subconsciously not look at it when the dressing was being changed. She even felt that the little nurses around her looked at her abnormally.
In addition to the wrinkled marks caused by the burns, the originally fair arms also had dark pigment that could not be removed, which was the most ugly thing.
So even though she was wearing a long-sleeved hospital gown, on the way out of the dressing room, she felt like others were looking at her.
Wenshan lowered her head and quickened her pace back to the ward, but suddenly bumped into Nalan Chunbo at the door. She instinctively reached out to cover her arm, which had no visible wounds at all, and even her face became frightened. stand up.
The fear in Wenshan's eyes hurt Nalan Chunbo. He wanted to reach out to Wenshan, but Wenshan ducked away in fear.
"You, you, I, I'm sleepy and want to sleep." Wenshan anxiously passed Nalan Chunbo, then went directly to bed and lay down.
Nalan Chunbo looked back at Wenshan who was lying on the bed. His heart was pricked intensively by fine needles. It was not a sharp pain, but the dull pain with sourness was even more suffocating.
The girl who kept calling her Nalan daddy excitedly should not be like this.
Father Wen felt even more distressed when he saw his daughter like this.
Nalan Chunbo finally slowly retracted his hand that was left in the air, looked back at Wenshan who had completely covered herself with a quilt, and finally walked out.
After Nalan Chunbo went out, the person under the quilt shook slightly because he was crying. Father Wen looked at his daughter like this and couldn't do anything but feel distressed.
Because he doesn't know what he can do.
So Father Wen could only sit on the bed opposite his daughter, helplessly looking at the shaking quilt, and silently accompany his daughter.