"I also saw your mother kiss you."

An Zimo's fingers trembled and his eyelids raised, "Really?"

"Really, I called you baby."

At that time, Qiu Yang had just woken up from the pain, and when he opened his eyes, he saw An Xiang calling An Zimo "baby" and kissing his little face. She was beautiful and gentle, and the light in her eyes made Qiu Yang inexplicably relieve the pain in her body.

I couldn't help but peek for a long time.

Qiuyang's eyes were full of envy: "She seems to have gone back to cook for you. Your mother is so kind. I haven't seen my mother in a long time."

An Zimo paused for a while and asked, "Where is your mother?"

"My grandfather said that my parents went to work in other places to make money, and he also said that if the operation goes well, they will not leave."

Mentioning this matter, Qiuyang's face burst into laughter, and the light in his eyes became even more dazzling.

While they were talking, an old man with a stooped back came in from the outside. He was dressed very simply and could be said to be shabby. He was very thin, but he was also very kind.

"Grandpa!" Qiuyang jumped out of bed and rushed towards him affectionately.

"Grandpa brought you steamed buns." Grandpa Qiuyang slowly opened the bag, took out a big steamed bun and handed it over. Seeing Qiuyang eating happily, he touched his hair distressedly.

"Grandpa, I have an operation next week. Will I be able to see my parents after the operation?" Qiu Yang asked while eating, his expression full of longing.

The old man's arms became obviously stiff, and then An Zimo heard a slightly bitter voice in his heart.

[They can't come back...]

[I feel sorry for the child.]

[But you have to give your children something to look forward to, alas.]

"Yes, Yangyang, listen carefully to the nurse, and your parents will come back to see you."

His smile grew bigger, and he took out the buns from the bag and gave them to An Zimo: "Mo Mo, let's eat it for you. My grandma made it. It's delicious."

An Zimo had just finished the operation and had no appetite. He shook his head and refused, took out his tablet and scrolled through Weibo.

Anxiang has updated several comics chapters in the past few days. The latest chapter is about a little tiger who was accidentally abducted by an eagle and was finally sent home by a kind-hearted rabbit sister. This article has already received seven or eight hundred comments, so it is popular.

It's that kind person.

[I won’t lose ten pounds and I won’t change my name: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh about the fairy lady is actually drawn! Don’t let the little tiger cub get lost next time. By the way, the little tiger cub in reality is really too delicate. I regret not meeting the author’s mother.

.]

[You are the moon: So is this really happening? Shocked!]

[You are the sun: Damn it! So this is the daily life of the author and his son.]

[Jincheng My Goddess: The previous chapter is about the tiger cub playing the suona in the forest. Combined with the popular topics of the past few days, you can taste it carefully.]

The comments were all very harmonious. An Xiang's number of fans increased rapidly in just today. An Zimo continued to scroll down and saw a few things that were eye-catching.

[User 323434: If it is true, this mother is sb, she can throw away the child, she has no brain to have any children.]

[Gang Jing: +1 from the front, the comics are not that good either.]

"..."

An Zimo frowned, a little unhappy.

[Who says I’m not human? Reply: If your mother has brains, why did she give birth to you, sb.]

[User 323434 replied: Are fans like this? Why are you so excited? Could it be that the author is your mother?]

An Zimo typed: [It’s not my mother, it’s your mother?]

After thinking for a while, he held back, deleted it, and replied verbatim: [Is it necessary for me to teach a biting animal a lesson? Do you know that human rights are greater than God? You are so arrogant, do you really think that the Animal Protection Law will protect you??]

An Zimo and the other party fought in the comments for at least three hundred rounds, which ended with the other party blocking and deleting the comments.

He felt very comfortable, and when he refreshed the page, he saw another person saying: "This person is not a human being, he is too strong, please publish a book, I will buy it."

"Yangyang, we are going to get treatment."

Qiuyang just finished eating the buns, got into the wheelchair obediently, and left the ward with her grandfather.

At this time, the nurse came over to change An Zimo's dressing. He looked at the direction Qiu Yang was leaving, raised his head and asked, "What disease does Qiu Yang have?"

"That child," the nurse said without raising her head, "liver cancer."

An Zimo's eyes flashed.

"Because there are not enough wards, we can only let him stay here first. He should be transferred to another hospital in two days."

He didn't say anything. He lowered his head and found an original German movie to watch.

When the nurse saw the movie without subtitles, she laughed and said, "Can you understand it?"

"kann verstehen."

An Zimo's childlike voice made the German sentence sound even more moving.

The nurse stared at the slightly drooped cheek, and suddenly felt a little moved. If she had been born so late, she wouldn't have been single until now!!!

"Sorry, I'm late."

An Zimo closed the tablet and looked up.

An Xiang was still wearing yesterday's clothes, and her eyes were bloodshot because she hadn't had a good rest. Even though she looked embarrassed, she didn't hide her beauty.

The nurse stared blankly at An Xiang's face again, secretly envious of this family's excellent genes.

"Is our Momo okay now?"

"It's okay. He is recovering well. He will be discharged from the hospital in four to five days."

An Xiang nodded, waited for the nurse to leave, and poured the prepared porridge out of the thermos cup. The porridge was still very hot, so she carefully scooped up a small spoonful, blew it cool, and brought it to An Zimo's mouth.

An Xiang's fingers were wrapped in gauze, and he frowned, "What's wrong with your hand?"

She said nonchalantly: "I accidentally burned myself while serving the porridge. It's okay. Please drink it quickly."

"I will do it myself."

"No, mommy feeds you."

An Zimo curled his lips and sipped the porridge in small sips.

It tastes delicious. Compared with Pei Yizhou, this is the level of a five-star chef.

"Can you please stop letting random people cook for me in the future?"

An Zimo's tone was somewhat aggrieved, and he directly classified Pei Yizhou into the messy category.

An Xiang was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Okay, I won't let random people cook for you."

After he finished breakfast, An wanted to start packing his things, but because his fingers were burned, his movements were a little awkward.

An Zimo kept looking at her, his expression a little unnatural, and finally couldn't help but said: "You, do you need to go to the burn department to have a look?"

"No, it's not that pretentious."

An Zimo pursed his lips and said, "Then you go home and rest, I have a nurse to take care of you."

"No." An Xiang refused decisively, "I will miss you."

She missed her son. There was no reason for a mother to leave her son alone in the hospital. Everyone else had their mothers with them, so he would be so pitiful if he didn't.

An Zimo puffed up his cheeks after hearing his heartfelt cry, lay back on the bed and sighed, "There's really nothing I can do about you~"

This tone is very much like the domineering president in the novel. Looking at An Zimo's current attitude, it is indeed a bit sinister. An Xiang couldn't help but fantasize about his son pressing the girl against the wall and kissing her in the future, and was suddenly shuddered.

"Can you stop thinking about weird things?"

Not only An Xiang, An Zimo was also disgusted by her stupid idea.

The novel is a novel and the reality is reality. He would not press the girl against the wall and kiss her so casually. The wall is so dirty.

"I...I don't think about it." An Xiang didn't expect that An Zimo would see through her at a glance, and her face turned a little red, "Momo, do you want to pee? Mommy will bring you a urinal."

"No, you pee on the bed because you're paralyzed. I'm going to the toilet." He said and went straight to the ground.

An wanted to know how good her son was, so she helped him walk to the bathroom.

He felt no pain, and had no uncomfortable symptoms after the operation except limb weakness. Naturally, he did not need anyone to take care of him at all times. But seeing An Xiang being so worried, An Zimo endured it and did not refuse, and was even a little proud.

"Do you want me to help you?" An Xiang stood at the door of the toilet and said worriedly.

An Zimo's smiling face turned red, "How can you help someone pee! Get out soon, don't be so clingy, it's very annoying."

"Okay, okay, I'm not clingy." An wanted to close the door and listen to An Zimo's movements at any time.

He took off his pants and faced the open crack of the door unbearably: "I can't pee if you're there!"

Ying.

Her son dislikes her.

An Xiang felt aggrieved and reluctantly walked away with his head lowered.

After An Zimo finished peeing, he washed his face and brushed his teeth before coming out of the toilet.
To be continued...