"...Can I go see Beibei tomorrow?" Su Liang was startled, then turned around, her face tense.
Looking at Qi Xiangyang's frown, he whispered uneasily, "Is it inconvenient? Is it because your parents are here, so..."
"There is no inconvenience. It's just that your current situation is not suitable for tiredness." Qi Xiangyang interrupted her random thoughts, closed his eyes, took her hand, put it to his lips, and gave it a gentle peck.
"I should have introduced you to my father and mother a long time ago, but now is the wrong time."
Something happened to Beibei, and she still has something to do with the Shuramen. Now is not a good time to take her back to the Qi family, not to mention, there is Little Mint...
Qi Xiangyang's eyes narrowed, and the hand holding Su Liang tightened slightly. He didn't want their mother and daughter to suffer any injustice.
"I don't mind. I can go to the hospital when my uncle and aunt are not around. I just need to take a look. Mint will stay at home. She won't cry when Jiarui is here. I will go and come back quickly."
Qi Xiangyang pursed his lips, and the evil spirit in his eyes brought out a hint of unruliness and a heart-stopping beauty. He nodded slightly and said, "Have a good sleep first, and I will take you there tomorrow."
"Yes." After receiving a positive reply, Su Liang felt relieved, closed her eyes, and tossed a few times. Finally, she couldn't resist the fatigue of her body that was getting thinner, and she fell into a deep sleep.
Noticing the steady breathing of the people around him, Qi Xiangyang suddenly turned over and sat up.
His deep eyes were fixed on the peaceful sleeping faces of their mother and daughter. A trace of tenderness flashed across his pupils, and he took a long step and stepped under the bed.
He took his coat from the hanger, turned around and left the bedroom.
"Young Master." The shadow flashed towards him like a ghost.
Qi Xiangyang lazily raised his eyes, glanced at the thick night outside the window, raised his thin lips slightly, "Let's go and meet that guy who is not a human being!"
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Dinghua Hospital.
"Xiaoyue..."
An Moran looked at Gong Yue, who had been unresponsive since hearing that Gu Yuanbei had become a vegetative state, her beautiful eyes filled with worry.
"If you're sad, just cry. Don't scare mommy like this." An Moran reached out and held her daughter's cold hand tightly, and touched her pale cheek with her long fingers.
There was a circle of gauze wrapped around Gong Yue's forehead, and a circle of red blood oozed from the wound.
Her petite body was leaning against the bedside of the hospital bed, her whole body was in a state of despair, like a puppet without a soul.
An Moran was about to say something, but Gong Shaoming suddenly raised his hand to stop him, and gently patted the back of her hand to calm her down.
For a long time, there was extreme silence in the ward.
Gong Yue's eyes widened at first, but she never responded at all. She sat quietly on the bed, her eyes dull.
Even Gu Qianqian, who was worried about her son, couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw her like this.
I want to comfort but don't know what to say.
Now when Beibei was mentioned, she was the first one who couldn't help crying. Qi Mingye couldn't stand it anymore and took her out of the hospital forcefully.
"Mommy..."
I don't know how long it took before I saw Gong Yue raise her head faintly, twitching the corners of her mouth, and said, "I'm hungry."
"..."
An Moran was stunned, thinking that he heard wrongly, and hesitated for several seconds without responding.
It was Gong Shaoming who pressed the call bell and called the doctor.
It was inevitable to check again. After a few minutes, the doctor put down the stethoscope in his hand. "The consciousness is very clear. There should be no serious concussion. As long as the congestion in the wound subsides, it will be fine."
"Mommy, I'm hungry." Gong Yue repeated in a low voice as if she couldn't hear the doctor's words.
