In the next few days, Xue Ling insisted on going to the hospital to take care of Wang Qing during the day.

Wang Qing's head could move slightly, but the amplitude was not large, and his mouth would still leak when eating, but the situation was not as serious as before, and his swallowing movements recovered.

Although the progress was slow, they were still making progress little by little. Everyone's emotions were not as pessimistic as before, and they no longer felt sad all day long.

As long as Wang Qing showed signs of progress, no matter whether he moved his fingers or twisted his head, everyone would be happy and hurriedly told each other to share the good news.

Every day, Ah Hu would wipe her face, hands and body, and sit by the bed and talk to her.

Although there were two nurses taking turns for 24 hours, Ah Hu still insisted on doing what he could, just because she was his old wife and was reluctant to let others intervene.

Xue Ling had no place to interfere, and still insisted on accompanying Wang Qing. Every day, she sat by the bed and read it to her with her works she had written before.

Wang Qing likes it very much. Every time he hears his old best friend read the prose poems he has written, he always smiles slightly, and occasionally even stammers the corners of his mouth, as if he is following.

Ahu laughed and said that she must have remembered the treasures she had written. She turned around and sent a voice message to her daughter, reminding her to bring her mother's collection of works when she came.

Wan Yun answered well, but she didn't bring it here for a long time. It was not until after eight o'clock that night that night that she came to the door of the ward with a haggard look on her face.

Xue Ling was reading a book, and when she looked up, she saw that she was coming, she put the book down.

Wan Yun stepped in, her hair hanging on her cheeks, and her eyes dodged.

"Aunt, you haven't gone back yet?"

Xue Ling smiled and replied: "Old Chen is already on the way to pick me up. Your dad goes downstairs to take a shower and will come up later."

The nurse got up, poured a glass of water and handed it to Wan Yun.

Wan Yun thanked him, and seemed to be very thirsty, and she drank it all in one breath.

Xue Ling raised her eyebrows and asked, "Xiaoyun, have you not had supper yet?"

"...I'm not hungry." Wan Yun's eyes dodged: "I had eaten bread earlier, but I'm not hungry yet."

Xue Ling narrowed his eyes slightly and told the nurse: "Xiaolin, go downstairs to the kitchen to see if the chef is on duty. If so, let him cook a portion of hot noodles or porridge and order it."

The nurse answered and walked out quickly.

Wan Yun sat next to Wang Qing's hospital bed and gently held her hand.

"...Mom, I'm here."

As soon as she finished speaking, she choked up unconsciously and did not dare to speak again.

Xue Ling frowned slightly and stepped forward to hold Wan Yun's hand.

Wan Yun was surprised and instinctively turned her head.

Xue Ling took the opportunity to push her hair away and unexpectedly found that her face was red and swollen, with obvious red handprints on her pretty face, and it was obviously slapped!

Wan Yun was startled and hurriedly pushed away Xue Ling's hand in a panic.

"Aunt...I...I'm fine."

Xue Ling felt distressed and frowned and asked, "Who did the fight?"

Wan Yun lowered her head and said nothing. After a while, she finally whispered: "I... broke up with Huang Mingxian."

"He actually hit you?" Xue Ling gritted his teeth and asked, "Did he hit you?"

Wan Yun shook her head slowly: "No... I hit myself."

Xue Ling stared at her suspiciously and asked, "What's going on?"

Wan Yun's eyes turned red, her mouth stammered and she started to cry with grievance.

"I hit myself... I hate myself for being blind... I hate myself for not facing reality. I still have fantasies about me like this... I am lucky that he may still love me."

Xue Ling hugged her in her arms and patted her back lightly.

"If the wrong person leaves, you will have the chance to meet the right person in the future. If you give up, you will gain. Don't pay too much attention to what you give up. Cherish what you have now, and you will get better in the future."

Wan Yun cried so sadly that she tried hard to lower her crying.

"He...he said he was under a lot of pressure now, and said he didn't want to be a house slave for the rest of his life, and I can't give him the ideal marriage life he wants... He also said that my mother is like this now, and he can't see any future in our marriage. He begged me to let him go, and he said he was uncomfortable, but he would rather be uncomfortable for a while than live in pain for the rest of his life..."

"It sounds so nice... Actually, I just think that the club is not good. My family can't buy me a luxury house and car as a dowry, so he doesn't want to marry me. I know he is a very realistic person. At first I think it's really good for men..."

"But he is not true! He is polite to the top and down, and loves the rich... I can't give him the marriage life he pursues, so he doesn't want to marry me. He told me that fortunately he is not married yet, so there is no need to divorce. He also said, please don't blame him, because he has a last resort."

"Wuwu... Aunt! Why am I so unlucky! I'm blind, otherwise how could I fall in love with such a man! I hate myself! Both of them have been together for so long, but I didn't realize that he is such a villain who turns against others! I'm useless!"

Xue Ling patted her back lightly and comforted her in a low voice: "Stop crying, so that your mother won't worry. Your father will easily have high blood pressure when he gets angry, so it's not easy for him to know. Be good, aunt will take you to wash your face and adjust your emotions."

Wan Yun is no longer the ignorant and weak little girl she used to be. After a few years of staying in the workplace, her thoughts have matured and she is also familiar with emotional control.

She got up and went into the bathroom, quickly washed away her tears, and dripped water with a towel beside her and applied cold water to her face.

Xue Ling lowered his voice: "Are you sure you have a break? Let me explain it clearly?"

"Well." Wan Yun whispered: "I returned him the ring he proposed to. As long as it was something he sent, I will pack all the express delivery to him when I go back."

Xue Ling nodded: "The situation in the club is not optimistic. You and Xiaohuzi must try to grit your teeth and hold on. He needs you to fight side by side now. Whether at work or at home, he needs your sister's assistance very much. Xiaoyun, now is the time when you have to be strong."

"...I know." Wan Yun coughed lightly and murmured: "Auntie, don't tell me dad for the time being. Mom suffered a sudden stroke. Dad was actually very distressed and uncomfortable inside, but he didn't dare to say it out. Whether it was a club or mine, don't let dad know."

This family is already shaking in the storm, and her affairs cannot be the last straw.

She and her brother must turn the tide, change the current situation, and bring a hint of dawn to this home full of haze.

Only with the economic income can the mother get better treatment and care, and the brother does not have to be under great pressure.

Xue Ling agreed and said warmly: "If I can help, just speak up."

"Aunt, you can help take care of my mother." Wan Yun sincerely thanked: "It is the biggest help that we can go to work without any worries."

Xue Ling smiled slightly and saw the nurse bringing a large bowl of lean meat porridge with her, and asked her to come out soon.

After a while, Ah Hu came upstairs.

Xue Ling said goodbye and went downstairs.

Bodyguard Achao hurriedly got out of the car and opened the door to let her sit in the back seat.

As soon as the car left the hospital gate, Xue Ling said, "Achao, help me check something immediately."
Chapter completed!