"Would she have been like this if you hadn't insisted on your own way?" the Duke of Kent said angrily.
"It's you who made her angry, not me!" Jiao Yang also became excited.
"Didn't this happen because of you? If you hadn't fallen in love with that Mo Bei, would she and I have quarreled?"
"When I was four years old, Mo Bei was not born yet. Aren't you two arguing every day?"
The Duke of Kent froze on the spot as if he had been hit hard. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
"Mr. Kent, madam is awake."
A nurse walked out of the door and said to the two of them. Jiao Yang glanced at his mother in the ward through the glass window, quickly walked in the door, came to his mother's side, held Jiao Yalin's arm, "Mom."
Jiao Yalin turned her face slightly and looked at Jiao Yang beside her, with a gentle look in her eyes.
"Don't worry, Mom is fine." Then, her eyes revealed a somewhat apologetic look, "Yangyang, I'm sorry, Mom... I made a mistake."
Jiao Yang hurriedly squeezed her hand, "It's okay, Mom, just don't worry about those things. I will figure it out myself."
After knowing the whole story, Jiao Yang had already guessed that the reason for this incident must be because he had a conflict with his father last night when he asked his mother for help. At this time, Jiao Yang did feel apologetic in his heart, as the Duke of Kent said.
, this incident really happened because of him.
If something like this happened to his mother, as a son, he would inevitably blame himself.
The Duke of Kent also walked into the ward and stood on the other side of the hospital bed. Jiao Yalin saw him from the corner of her eye. She did not turn her face, but still looked at her son tenderly and patted him gently with the needle in her palm.
He put his hand on his back and said in Chinese, "Go ahead, I know you are very busy now, it's okay with Mom."
"I'll stay with you."
"Good boy, there are doctors and nurses here, mom, everything will be fine."
The financial issue didn't help him. He must find a way now. Jiao Yalin didn't want to burden her son because of her illness.
"It's really okay, Mom, I'll stay with you for a while."
Jiao Yang smiled at her and held her slender wrist with his big hands. She was cold from her fingers to her wrists due to the infusion of medicine.
There were Charlie and Leng Zimo at the office, and the funding matter had been resolved. He believed they would help him complete it well.
"Yangyang." Jiao Yalin smiled slightly and looked at him seriously, "Mom doesn't want to see you lose, so go ahead and win this match beautifully!"
Jiao Yang met her gaze and saw the determination in her eyes, so he stood up.
"Then I'll see you later."
Bending down and kissing her forehead, Jiao Yang slowly straightened up.
"Go ahead."
Jiao Yalin gently waved her hand to him, her face and eyes full of love.
"Stop!" Seeing him about to leave, the Duke of Kent called him displeased, "Where are you going?"
"It has nothing to do with you." Jiao Yang opened the door and strode out.
The Duke of Kent glanced at his wife on the hospital bed and wanted to say something, but he still didn't say anything. He glanced at the housekeeper and walked forward to the side of her hospital bed. The housekeeper hurried out knowingly.
"go out!"
Before he spoke, Jiao Yalin weakly uttered two words.
Her voice was low, but the coldness in it was obvious.
"Lin..."
"Get out!" Jiao Yalin's voice became louder, and her chest heaved violently because of the excessive exertion.
