A series of pleasant birds singing came in with the fragrance of grass. On the white sheets, a little boy wearing a white and blue hospital gown moved his eyes gently. The black-haired woman by the bed saw this scene and hurriedly came up. Looking at the pale little boy on the bed, she said with deep worries: "Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao, wake up quickly, don't scare your mother!" As she said that, crystal tears had already flowed out of her eyes.

The woman was Xiaoyao's mother's heart fist. There was a faint black in her eyes. She obviously didn't sleep well. Her face was a little pale. Her long shoulder-length hair was casually scattered behind her. She was very messy and could not see her original elegance. A purple-haired man next to her sighed slightly, picked up a comb from the stage, came to the woman's side, and gently combed her hair. The woman watched the boy move, but there was no movement. She turned around and worriedly said, "Red Dove, when will Xiaoyao wake up?"

The man looked at Xiaoyao calmly, with a faint heartache in his eyes, but this feeling of heartache disappeared in a flash, and he said lightly: "Don't worry, when I comb your hair, he will wake up!" The woman was slightly stunned, and a look of joy flashed in her eyes. She ignored the red dove behind her, grabbed Xiaoyao's slightly thin hand, and said with a hint of crying in her voice: "Xiaoyao, wake up quickly, don't scare your mother!"

When Hongjiu had just put down Xinquan Lao's hair, Xiaoyao slowly opened his eyes, but because he had just woken up, he couldn't help but feel that the sunlight in the room was a little dazzling. He quickly closed his eyes and frowned. Xinquan Lao was slightly stunned and immediately wanted to get up and pull up the curtains, but a "slam" sound came from behind him. When he turned around, he saw Hongjiu pulling the curtains with a cold face, as if he was walking towards this side without caring at all.

Xiaoyao slowly opened his eyes, his lips moved, but no sound was made, but a series of heavy coughs were made. Hongyu looked as usual, and he turned his wrist gently. A pill appeared in his hand. He stuffed the pill into Xiaoyao's mouth. He picked up a cup from the side and drank a sip of water for Xiaoyao. Seeing Xiaoyao swallowed the pill, he took out a towel from somewhere and blocked Xiaoyao's mouth. Then he heard Xiaoyao's heart-wrenching cough, and finally spit out a sip of water from his mouth.

Seeing Xiaoyao's eyes gradually becoming more and more energetic, a hint of relief flashed across Xinquan Lao's face. He sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed Xiaoyao's hand and shouted worriedly: "Xiaoyao!" Xiaoyao looked at the ceiling blankly, gradually seeing the situation in front of him, seeing the snow-white ceiling, and seeing the person beside the bed, Xiaoyao felt uncomfortable in his throat, and then he made a heart-wrenching cough. His hand accidentally touched his waist. Xiaoyao was slightly stunned, grabbed Xinquan Lao's sleeve and said: "Mom, have you seen my elf?"

Hongjiu looked at Xiaoyao whose eyes turned red, and snorted coldly, "Calm down!" But Xiaoyao was thinking about his elf. Before he turned around, he felt a flash of lightning flashing in front of his eyes. Then, Xiaoyao felt a burning pain on his face. Xinquan Lao looked at the red mark on Xiaoyao's face, and turned to look at Hongjiu with a cold face. He said with a strong dissatisfaction in his voice: "Hongjiu, Xiaoyao has just woken up, why did you hit him?" Hongjiu snorted coldly, and said coldly, "Let him calm down!" After that, he turned around and walked out of the room.

Although the slap of Hongjiu just now hurt, Xiaoyao woke up completely. Looking at the blackness in Xinquan's eyes, seeing the wrinkles on Xinquan's clothes, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, and coughed lightly, "Mom!" Just one word, but Xiaoyao seemed to have done something hard, and coughed violently, and his originally pale face gradually turned red. Xinquan's look at Xiaoyao, quickly picked up Xiaoyao a little, gently patted Xiaoyao on the back, and waited until Xiaoyao's coughing became less, before letting go of Xiaoyao.

Xinquan Lao put Xiaoyao on the bed, tucked the quilt for Xiaoyao, and smiled gently, "Don't worry, your elves are fine. Although there are more or less wounds on your body, those are not a big problem with your father. Just rest for a while, don't worry, have a good rest!" Xinquan Lao's gaze flashed with a loving look, and gently patted Xiaoyao on the shoulder, got up and poured a glass of water for Xiaoyao and said, "I have been unconscious for three days, I must be thirsty, come and drink some water!"

Xiaoyao was helped up by Xinquan Lao, and after drinking some water, he felt that his throat felt much more comfortable. Xinquan Lao put the quilt aside, and looked at Xiaoyao's face, although he was a little tired, but he didn't feel much sleepy. He smiled and said, "Xiaoyao, what happened to you, how could it be..." Xiaoyao didn't know what Xinquan Lao meant, but just coughed lightly, looked at Xinquan Rong and said, "I found the black mud in the dilapidated town that grandpa said, and conquered a smelly mud!" After pausing, he saw Xinquan Lao nodding before continuing, "I also met Joy Bing and Yun Lin!" Hearing Xiaoyao's words, Xinquan Lao's face changed slightly: "You see clearly, is it your cousin Xiangle Yun Lin?"

Xiaoyao nodded and said, "Didn't you send you a photo?" Xinquan Lao's face changed, and he knew that Hongjiu must have seen it and didn't tell him. He sighed slightly in his heart and continued, "Who else did you send it to us? Your sister-in-law?" Seeing Xiaoyao nodded, Xinquan Lao sighed slightly, and said nothing, but continued to ask, "How could you get hurt all over your body?" Xiaoyao was slightly stunned, telling Xinquan Lao about encountering the threatening Qianzhiyu, meeting Yu Longche, and meeting Bo Fengjiang. Xinquan Lao's face became worse and worse. Finally, he heard that Xiaoyao actually fell off the cliff and looked ugly. Finally, he just touched Xiaoyao's head and said, "It's okay, you must be careful when traveling in the future. Don't go to places like cliffs, do you know?"

Xiaoyao just nodded, and the door was opened. Grandpa Chiyo Ribu and his father walked in. Seeing that Xiaoyao had woken up, a trace of love flashed in Chiyo Ribu's gaze. He walked to the bedside. Xinquan Lao hurriedly moved away. Chiyo Ribu was by Xiaoyao's side, touched Xiaoyao's head, and said with a smile: "How is it, do you feel uncomfortable in any place?" Xiaoyao shook his head gently and called obediently: "Grandpa!"
Chapter completed!