Qiao Ran opened the door of the VIP ward. She had called the doctor just now and knew that Zuo Chenye had woken up. She also understood that his latest examination report was fine.
She was slightly relieved.
The moment she opened the door, she saw Zuo Chenye standing at the door of the bathroom, his slender body leaning against the side of the door.
Although his handsome face is pale, he is clean, fresh and full of energy.
A pair of sharp black eyes, when looking at her, remained motionless for a moment, flowing with clear waves, full of affection.
Qiao Ran's lips trembled slightly and she wanted to call him, but it was stuck in her throat and she couldn't say anything.
The way he looked and the look in her eyes seemed fine, and the amnesia he was most worried about didn't seem to have happened.
Her heart was beating fast. She was a little excited, but also afraid of being disappointed.
However, Qiao Ze'an showed his little head from beside her and shouted affectionately, "Dad, you're awake, you're okay."
Zuo Chenye showed a smile, waved gently, stretched out his arms, "Come on, An'an, give dad a hug."
Qiao Ze'an happily jumped forward and threw himself into Zuo Chenye's arms.
Zuo Chenye did not pick him up, but bent down slightly and put his arms around Qiao Ze'an's shoulders, "An An suffered a lot, but fortunately it's okay. An An has grown up and is really capable. There will be nothing to worry about in the future."
Saw this heartwarming scene.
Qiao Ran breathed a sigh of relief, great, Zuo Chenye didn't lose his memory and still remembered them.
At this time, Zuo Chenye put his arm around An An's shoulders and gave Qiao Ran a dissatisfied look, "Why, what are you standing there for?"
He teased, "Is it because you don't recognize me?"
"Nonsense." Qiao Ran blushed and took two steps forward, but was pulled in front of him by Zuo Chenye and fell into his warm embrace.
Zuo Chenye hugged Qiao Ze'an with one arm and Qiao Ran with the other. The feeling of satisfaction made him feel particularly full.
Great, they are all by his side.
"Why don't you just lie down in bed? Your wounds haven't recovered yet, so you got out of bed and ran around." Qiao Ran scolded.
Zuo Chenye kissed the top of her hair, "Why, my dear wife, are you not allowed to go to the toilet?"
He reached out and touched Qiao Ran's belly. Although it was flat, their child was pregnant inside.
He asked with concern, "How is our child? Is he injured? Are you feeling uncomfortable in any way?"
Qiao Ran nodded, "I'm fine. He's fine."
Zuo Chenye raised her chin distressedly and touched her neck. Today she wore a silk scarf. He knew that she was trying to cover up the scars left when Yu Chengxian held her hostage with a dagger.
He stretched out his hand to untie the silk scarf, revealing a shallow blood stain on her neck, which had already condensed.
He gently rubbed the scar, feeling extremely distressed. When he saw her in danger, his heart was about to explode. He couldn't bear this kind of pain and this kind of fear.
"Does it hurt?" His voice was as gentle as water.
"It's a small scratch. You still care about me, so you should care more about yourself. It's obvious that you are the one who got hurt, okay." She was slightly annoyed.
She lowered her head and caught a glimpse of the wound on his abdomen, which was faintly red. She frowned slightly and said, "I'll help you get on the bed. I see that your wound is still bleeding."
Zuo Chenye moved slowly and returned to bed.
Qiao Ran helped him look at the wound. Fortunately, it was nothing serious.