Dong Jiachang felt a little sorry, and even comforted her: "Xiaoxuan, you go back first, my aunt will come to see you later."
Zhao Xiaoxuan nodded and took one last look at Leng Yunlin. He still looked calm and calm, so she had no choice but to turn away.
Dong Jiachang watched her turn around, and the smile on her face gradually faded away. When she turned around and was about to scold Leng Yunlin, he had already stood up and said indifferently: "I'm going up to rest."
"Wait a minute!" How could Dong Jiachang tolerate his indifferent attitude? However, Leng Yunlin's indifference made it impossible for her to vent her anger.
"When your dad comes back tomorrow, stay at home for me!"
He didn't reply or pay attention to her, he just came to the door. After a long time, he heard the sound of the door closing.
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Early the next morning.
After a busy night, finally when it was almost early in the morning, Mu Qingyu stayed by Mu Shangen's bed and took a nap.
As for Li Xiaoran, he had already gone home at night - only one person could accompany him in the hospital. This was a rule.
The first ray of sunshine in the morning woke up the exhausted Mu Qingyu.
"Yeah, are you okay?"
"Mother."
Mu Shangen has woken up. The sudden convulsions and suffocation last night were not a big deal. They were just local convulsions caused by insufficient blood supply to the heart. After last night's emergency rescue, there is no problem now.
His little hand grasped Mu Qingyu's finger, his pale face still had no blood, and his big, black eyes looked very lifeless.
"how do you feel?"
"Hmm. Mom, it's itchy -" He tried to move his body and scratch the itch on his back. Unexpectedly, his arm hurt as soon as he moved.
Mu Qingyu quickly stabilized him and then scratched his itch: "Is it here?"
"Haha~itchy~~" Mu Shangen smiled, and this smile made his little face look more energetic.
"Qingyu, I bought breakfast." Li Xiaoran walked in and raised the breakfast in his hand. When he saw Mu Shangen's big eyes, he was also surprised: "Well, are you awake?"
"Uncle Li~" Mu Shangen's voice was a little waxy due to physical fatigue. But although his face was pale, he was in good spirits.
"Well, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?" Li Xiaoran walked in and put the breakfast aside.
"No more." Mu Shangen shook his head, and Mu Qingyu helped him shake up the crib and stuffed a pillow behind his back so that he could sit more comfortably.
"Yeah, do you want something to eat?"
Mu Shangen shook his head: "Mom, I want to eat the food you cooked for me."
Mu Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, okay, mom will make it for you when she gets home."
Just as he was talking, the doctor and nurse came in to examine Mushangen's body.
Mu Qingyu and Li Xiaoran immediately stood up and greeted him.
"Doctor, how's it going?"
"It's basically nothing serious this time! But now the child's condition is gradually getting worse. As I said before, I advise you to make a decision to operate your child quickly and don't waste the opportunity!"
The doctor took off the stethoscope and listened before explaining.