"Okay, sister, how are your grandparents' health?" Taotao asked again, glancing at Zhan Zhan and Ruanruan beside him.
They were all worried about the health of Lin Wenzheng and Zhou Qing.
Nian Mu was stunned and asked him, "How did you know?"
"It was on the news, we saw it," Taotao said, "but those people only said that grandpa and grandma were injured, but did not tell the specific situation."
"They will be fine, and there are doctors and nurses taking care of them at the hospital, so don't worry," Nian Mu said.
Taotao said "hmm" and said to Zhanzhan and Ruanruan: "Brother and sister, did you hear it?"
"Yeah." Zhan Zhan nodded.
Only now did Nian Mu realize that they were all waiting in front of the phone. They were probably concerned about Lin Wenzheng and Zhou Qing.
"You guys stay at home and eat first, and I and..." Nian Mu glanced at the man driving beside him, "Your father and I will go back right away."
"Okay, sister, dad, please pay attention to safety on the road." Taotao warned.
"Okay." Nian Mu waited for the other end of the phone to hang up before hanging up.
"Do they know that the two elders are hospitalized?" The space in the car was quiet, and Mu Shaoling could hear her voice on the other end of the phone.
"Well, the news has reported it." Nian Mu said, knowing that he was doing something, and added: "But the reporter did not report the situation of the two elders in detail."
"Well, the hospital didn't disclose it." Mu Shaoling said that the hospital where Si Yao was working protected the privacy of patients in the VIP ward very well.
Not everyone can enter the ward, and the people in the ward basically don't disturb each other. Most of their identities are special. Even if they are not exposed by others, they have no intention of exploring other people's privacy.
Therefore, he felt relieved that Lin Wenzheng and Zhou Qing were in the VIP ward.
Lin Ning couldn't get in, and neither could reporters.
"I don't know when they will recover and be discharged from the hospital," Nian Mu said.
For young people who are in good health, even if they have a concussion, all symptoms will disappear after a few days of recovery.
But the elderly are much weaker. They have concussions and may need more time to rest and recuperate.
"I don't know. Leave it to Si Yao." Mu Shaoling said.
Even if Lin Wenzheng and Zhou Qing recover, he plans to let them stay in the VIP ward for a few more days.
It was not that he wanted to occupy public resources, but that he wanted to make Lin Ning think that the situation between Lin Wenzheng and Zhou Qing was very bad.
The more this happens, the happier Lin Ning will be.
When a person is happy, he will reveal more things.
Mu Shaoling just wanted Zhou Qing to see clearly.
Lin Wenzheng is soft-hearted, and if Zhou Qing knew many things, she would definitely be sad.
So it has always been a concealment policy, not letting her know how many ridiculous things Lin Ning had done behind the scenes.
He believed that Lin Ning had nothing to do with him and did not object to Lin Wenzheng doing this.
But now, Lin Ning must be eliminated, and in order to prevent Zhou Qing from worrying too much, she must know Lin Ning's true face and let her know what a bad person Lin Ning is.
Mu Shaoling was planning while driving.
After thinking about this for a while, I returned to the villa.
After saying hello to the child, Mu Shaoling walked upstairs.
Taotao held Nian Mu's hand, turned to look at Mu Shaoling's shadow walking upstairs, and asked, "Sister, why is dad looking so serious?"
"Really?" Nian Mu smiled and shook his head to resolve the child's uneasiness, "Isn't your father always like that?"
"Right..." Taotao pouted, their father was the most serious, and he was also very serious to them!
He still likes his mother.
Thinking about it, he placed his hand on the back of Nian Mu's left hand again, looking closely at her bandaged right hand, "Sister, does it hurt?"
Nian Mu noticed that the three children were looking at his hands, smiled and shook their heads, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
With their care, it doesn't hurt at all.
"Sister, Aunt Wu has left dinner for you, do you want to eat it?" Taotao asked again. He really wanted to hold her injured hand and blow on it, because it would stop the pain after blowing on it.
But she didn't dare to do this, fearing that she would hurt her, so Taotao had no choice but to give up.
"Okay, I'll go to the kitchen and have a look." Nianmu said, letting the child hold his hand and walking into the kitchen.
Aunt Wu was preparing the ingredients for tomorrow morning's breakfast in the kitchen. Because she had to take leave and was worried that Nian Mu would not be able to do it alone, she chopped the meat filling for the steamed buns and adjusted the flavor in advance, and then kneaded the dough and fermented it.
"Aunt Wu, what are you preparing?" Nianmu asked suspiciously when he saw her kneading the dough.
"Ms. Nian, you are back." Aunt Wu replied with a smile, "I am kneading the skin of the buns, and I will wrap the buns after fermentation. Tomorrow you just need to steam them in the pot."
"You're asking for leave tomorrow, right?" Nian Mu remembered that she mentioned that she had to send her children to school on the first day of school, so she didn't have time to come over in the morning.
"Yes, so prepare breakfast in advance so that you can sleep more tomorrow." Aunt Wu kneaded the dough vigorously.
"Thank you." Nian Mu couldn't help but thank him.
"Don't say that. By the way, you haven't eaten yet, right? The rice is being heated in the microwave." Aunt Wu said, knowing that they couldn't come back during meal time, so she specially left the food and put it in the microwave to heat.
"Okay." Nian Mu opened the microwave, which contained her and Mu Shaoling's meals.
She took out a tray and put all the food on it.
Aunt Wu asked: "By the way, is sir back?"
"I'm back, but I'm busy with some work upstairs. I'll bring the food to him." Nian Mu said, dividing the food left by Aunt Wu into two parts, and the portion he wanted to serve to Mu Shaoling would naturally be larger.
"Please stop moving. Let me do it. I'll wash my hands." Aunt Wu noticed Nian Mu's bandaged right hand.
"I'm fine. It's just a small injury. I'm just carrying a tray. It's not a big deal and I won't injure the wound." Nian Mu was not pretentious. The wound on her hand no longer hurt. She thought it was fine. "Besides,
"Hey, you're halfway through kneading the dough and washing your hands. It's so troublesome. I'll do it."
"Sorry to trouble you, Ms. Nian." Aunt Wu's hands were full of flour now and it was difficult to serve the food. Seeing her insistence, she had to give up.
Nianmu brought the two meals to the dining room, put the soup in the bowls on the tray, and then went upstairs with the meals.
When he arrived at Mu Shaoling's bedroom, he knocked on the door even though he didn't close the door.
"Come in." Seeing her holding the tray, Mu Shaoling frowned and said, "Why are you so dishonest even after you're injured?"
"My hand was only scratched, and it's not like the bones were broken or disabled. It's okay to carry a tray. Besides, Aunt Wu is busy in the kitchen preparing breakfast for tomorrow morning. This tray is heavy, so we can't let the children come.
Right?" Nian Mu said, putting the tray on the table, "How about you drink soup and eat first, and then do your work?"
