"How is my mom?"

Xiangwan didn't see Zuo Xingyun's loss of consciousness, and was worried about his mother who was still in the hospital. Zuo Xingyun's people were staring at him.

"I came back to tell you about this."

Zuo Xingyun's eyes flashed across her cheeks and turned toward the entrance of the stairs.

The corridor was indeed not a good place to speak. When he arrived at the living room downstairs, Zuo Xingyun pushed the first cup of tea poured by his servant to Xiangwan and took the second cup himself.

This detail made Xiang Wan feel confused. Since childhood, Zuo Xingyun has been following her everything, whether it is for food or drink...

Could this also be a certain point that made Zuo Xingyun accumulate hatred?

She felt a little depressed: "If there was anything in the past that made you unhappy, you can tell me it."

Zuo Xingyun looked up at her, and there seemed to be confusion between her cold eyebrows and eyes: "There is nothing unpleasant between me and I."

"That's whether you have any feelings for my dad?"

Faced with Xiang Wan's questioning, Zuo Xingyun chose to keep silent again and directly changed the topic: "Do you don't care about your mother's current situation?"

Xiang Wan was speechless and was choked very uncomfortable. After slowing down, he asked, "What's wrong with my mother?"

"It's good news." Zuo Xingyun sipped the good black tea in the cup and said slowly: "I have been transferred to the general ward today. All the signs are relatively stable, but the person has not woken up yet. This depends on subsequent recovery.

Condition."

After so long, a trace of light finally came.

Xiangwan was both happy and sad. What was happy was that his mother finally came out of the intensive care unit, but what was sad was that his mother had not yet woken up.

She hugged Zhang's mother beside her with red eyes: "I can finally see my mother!"

Zhang's mother patted her back comfortably: "You and Erye will go to the hospital to see your wife."

Xiang Wan glanced at Zuo Xingyun, and he was also looking at her. There was a little indescribable emotion hidden in the deep eyes behind the lens.

Xiang Wan asked tentatively: "Can I go now?"

"Yes." Zuo Xingyun stood up and said, "I'll send you there."

His calmness and ease from beginning to end makes people feel as if Xiangwan's mother didn't choose to fall from the building and commit suicide because of him. He acted too openly, making people unable to tell the truth.

When he arrived at the hospital gate, Zuo Xingyun didn't plan to get off the bus, but just told Xiang Wan to go and go back quickly, so he was waiting in the bus.

Xiang Wansi's mother was anxious, responded and rushed to the ward quickly.

Zuo Xingyun arranged a special caregiver to take care of An Yunhua. Even though she was in a coma for so long, An Yunhua was just slightly thinner and had a slightly worse complexion. She was dressed neatly and her hair was not necessarily messy.

The moment I saw my mother, Xiang Wan couldn't help but feel sore at the tip of her nose, and tears filled her eyes.

Her mother loves beauty and likes to dress up. Now she can only lie on the hospital bed in a hospital gown, which is so haggard that it makes people feel distressed.

The nurse quietly withdrew, giving them time to be alone.

Xiangwan sat on the chair in front of the hospital bed and carefully held his mother's hand: "Mom... wake up quickly, don't leave me alone, Dad will not come back anymore, I can't lose you anymore, please

It's... "

Naturally no one answered her prayers, and tears hit the back of her mother's slender hands, and finally disappeared into the bed sheet.

She talked to herself for a long time, reported her recent situation to her mother, repeatedly emphasizing that she was doing well, but never mentioned Zuo Xingyun's name.

She thought that her mother would probably not want to hear this name now, and she would never forget the scene of her mother falling from the building in front of her that night... it was the shadow of her life.

As soon as she saw her mother, Xiangwan left the time behind her. When she remembered that Zuo Xingyun was still waiting at the hospital gate, more than an hour had passed.

She reluctantly said goodbye to her mother, tucked her quilt, and left step by step.

Back in the car, she thought Zuo Xingyun would be unhappy because she had waited for too long. Unexpectedly, he didn't, and even couldn't see a trace of impatient feeling on his face.

He noticed her slightly red eyes and asked softly: "Cry?"
Chapter completed!