Zhang Haiyang pushed himself hard, trying to sit up.

"Oh, don't move, don't move, lie down!" Seeing her like this and wanting to get up, Zheng's mother hurriedly put down the thermos bucket in her hand and ran to the hospital bed to help her. Zhang Haiyang felt embarrassed and a little bit

At a loss.

How could a minor illness alarm Zheng Yuanyang's mother?

"Auntie, I'm really sorry, but could you please come and see me?" She said politely, looking a little distant and unable to move her lips to reveal a smile.

Seeing that she still wanted to sit up, Zheng's mother raised the hospital bed and put a pillow on her waist to prevent her from getting cold.

"Silly boy, what are you talking about? Why are you being polite to me?" Zheng's mother glanced at her strangely and took the thermos bucket over.

She pulled a stool, sat on the bedside of the hospital bed, and opened the thermos bucket.

"Come on, try it. This is the chicken soup that Aunt Wang has been cooking all morning! It's rich and refreshing!" Mother Zheng said as if she was offering a treasure, while stirring the rich chicken soup with a spoon.

Suddenly, the ward was filled with the smell of chicken soup.

Zhang Haiyang was fine if he didn't smell the smell. As soon as he smelled the chicken soup, he felt his stomach churn violently, and a feeling of nausea followed.

"Ugh..." She clutched her chest and retched, her face turning a little whiter.

She raised her head in embarrassment and looked at Mother Zheng with an apologetic look: "Auntie, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it, don't mind!"

Zheng's mother put down the thermos bucket in her hand, stood up hurriedly, patted her back gently, and said with a little self-reproach on her face: "Oh, it's all my carelessness, you can't eat greasy food at this time!"

Zhang Haiyang felt that Mother Zheng was a little strange today. She looked at him as if she were a treasure.

There was joy in her eyes, and she looked very happy.

Zheng Yuanyang, on the other hand, looked lifeless, as if he had suffered a heavy blow.

Moreover, he looked very strange and hesitated to speak. Maybe he was hiding something from himself.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Seeing her dazed and thoughtful, Mother Zheng asked.

"Ah...it's nothing, haha," Zhang Haiyang laughed dryly and asked in a contemplative manner: "Auntie, what's wrong with Zheng Yuanyang? I just saw that he seemed to have something on his mind!"

"Ignore that bastard, as long as you take care of yourself here, don't worry about anything else."

When Zheng's mother mentioned her son, she became very angry and grinded her teeth in anger.

You bastard, you are thirty years old, but you are still so troublesome.

Her poor grandson...

Thinking of this, Zheng's mother sobbed slightly.

Zhang Haiyang was frightened by her appearance.

She didn't even know what was going on. She just asked about Zheng Yuanyang's situation. Why did she make his mother cry???

He only had a few contacts with Zheng's mother, and now she seemed to be crying very sadly in front of him, which made Zhang Haiyang very confused.

Zhang Haiyang had one head and two heads, "Auntie, are you okay?"

"Hey, look at me, I'm making you laugh!" Mother Zheng noticed her gaffe and smiled awkwardly, "Don't worry about that bastard, what do you want to eat? I'll call Aunt Wang right away and ask her to cook it for you.

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Zhang Haiyang was not used to Zheng's mother's enthusiasm, "Don't bother, Zheng Yuanyang has already gone to buy it, and I'm not hungry yet!"
Chapter completed!