He was wearing a shirt and trousers, and the style of his clothes was very similar to Wenxuan's, which was more orthodox. This may be because they often visited the court and other serious occasions.
In the past, He Mengjie had never thought that the boy with a thick snot trailing behind her looked like him. But now it seems that the definition of handsome is still different when he was a child and when he grows up.
At the very least, from He Mengjie's current perspective, Wang Zihao is still very handsome. His height, appearance, temperament and behavior are also quite good!
When He Mengjie was distracted, Wang Zihao had already walked over and took the noodles from her hand. "I think I bought them for my uncle. He has already eaten them. You came back a little late, and your uncle must have been hungry waiting for you!"
"Wang Zihao said with a smile.
He Mengjie shook her head, laughed twice, and turned to look at her grandfather.
I haven’t seen him for two whole days, it seems like a week has passed. I don’t know if it was the help of the caregiver or the medicine that took effect. In short, grandpa seems to be in much better spirits now than when he was first hospitalized.
.I think he has been exercising a lot in the past two days. He can almost stand without help from others and walks a little slowly.
He Dasheng smiled very warmly and waved to He Mengjie. Probably because he could walk, his mood improved, and his mood was quite good.
"Xiaojie..." He called her. Although his speech was not very clear, he could at least understand it.
He Mengjie immediately smiled brightly, took his hand and said, "Grandpa, you have recovered very quickly in the past two days. At this rate, you will be the same as before you fell ill in a few days!"
He Dasheng smiled, and the nurse intervened appropriately: "Your grandpa wants to recover very strongly. He has been exercising very seriously these past two days."
He Mengjie's nose felt a little sore after hearing this, but the smile on her face became brighter and brighter. Of course she knew why her grandfather worked out so hard, just so that he would not become a burden to her.
As her hands warmed up, He Mengjie came back to her senses and saw He Dasheng holding her hand. The voice in her ear was intermittent: "Zihao come...you...talk to...I'm fine..."
The nurse understood, nodded quickly and said, "Xiaojie, go ahead and talk to your friend. I'm here, so don't worry."
He Mengjie nodded and turned to look at Wang Zihao. The two of them immediately left the ward one after another and found a seat in the hospital garden to sit side by side.
At this moment, the sky was completely dark, half of the moon hung in the sky, and the stars were a little sparse. Wang Zihao turned his head and looked at He Mengjie, the light in his eyes flashing: "Mengjie, I didn't expect that your life has been so difficult in the past few years.
…”
He Mengjie laughed and shrugged: "From what you said, it seems that I have experienced the ups and downs of life. Isn't life like this? If you don't have a good father, just work hard!" She blinked and shifted.
The topic started, "How did you find this place?"
Wang Zihao smiled: "Xiao Tingyu told me. She told me which hospital it was and also told me my uncle's condition, so I found the ward easily." He paused and his face became a little serious, "
I just didn’t expect that in just ten years, I would have aged so much.”