The three people were driven outside the door and stood by the window, watching the doctors busy.
After a while, the attending doctor came out.
"How is he?!" Leng Zimo asked anxiously.
"He has passed the critical period, but I'm afraid it will take a long time to recover." The doctor glanced at Cheng Xiao in the window, "He is the strongest injured person I have ever seen."
"Then, can we go in and see him again?!" Asang's voice was also filled with joy.
"It can't take more than a minute. He needs to rest and calm down now," the doctor said.
Several people walked back to the ward.
Cheng Xiao raised his palm with difficulty, and Leng Zimo hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch his palm.
"We must bring Madam back..."
"Don't worry, Cheng Xiao, we will work with Mr. to bring Madam back," Asang said.
"Yes, I promise." Xiaojie also said.
Leng Zimo held his hand and said, "Take good care of yourself. When we get married next time, you will be my best man."
"Okay." Cheng Xiao responded weakly.
"I'm going to check on Mo Mo first. You have a good rest." Putting his palms under the quilt and covering him up, Leng Zimo turned around and took Xiaojie and Asang to the door. He asked Xiao Jie about Mo Mo's ward. He ordered Xiao Jie
Jie stayed here to look after Cheng Xiao carefully, and immediately took Asang downstairs to the pediatric inpatient building.
When Leng Zimo walked into the ward, Xu Xia had taken care of him all night and was already so tired that he fell asleep on the side of the bed. Luo Jun had just woken up and was sitting on the window sill with his knees in his arms, his head buried in his knees.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, he didn't even raise his head, still maintaining this posture.
Glancing at Xu Xia, Leng Zimo raised his hand to signal Asang to stay outside the door. He walked quietly to the window, stretched out his big hand and gently touched the little guy's head.
"What's wrong?"
Hearing Leng Zimo's voice, Luo Jun raised his face in surprise. For a moment, his face turned gloomy again.
Leng Zimo just thought he was worried about Luo Xiaoqian, and immediately picked him up from under the window sill, "Miss your mother, right?"
Listening to his gentle voice and looking at his concerned eyes, Luo Jun finally couldn't hold back his emotions, "Mom, don't you want me?"
"Mom doesn't want you?" Leng Zimo raised his eyebrows in confusion, "Who said that? How could she not want you?"
"She left without me!" Luo Jun drooped his little head in frustration, "You don't want me anymore, right?"
"How could dad not want you?"
Luo Jun raised his face, looked at him, then lowered his head, "But... they said... you are not my father..."
Leng Zimo was startled, "That's nonsense, who said that?"
"That's it...the two aunts on the boat said that I am not your biological child... and they also said that my mother was going to marry Uncle Jiao..."
Leng Zimo looked at his depressed look and said, "Is that why you are sad?"
Luo Jun lowered his face and said nothing.
"As stupid as your mother!" Leng Zimo hugged him lovingly and raised his hand to hold his little face, "Listen carefully, mother did not abandon you, and neither did father. You are the biological child of father and mother.
For my child, my mother will not marry Uncle Jiao, my mother will only marry my father, do you understand?"
"You said you are my father, do you have any evidence?"
evidence?!
Leng Zimo was startled.
"Of course!" After thinking for a while, he pulled open his collar and said, "See if there is a scar on dad's shoulder. It was bitten by your mom. That night, dad put a seed in your mom's belly.
