Shan Aochi walked forward anxiously and looked at Yafu, but his eyes met Yafu's round black eyes. The corners of his mouth pursed slightly, and at the same time, the heart that had been in his heart for a long time was slightly relieved.

Fortunately, this woman seemed to be fine.

"How are you? Are you okay?" Shan Aochi asked softly, and his big palm lingered on Yafu's forehead, with distress on his face.

"It's okay, it's just a fracture." Yafu replied, looking at Shan Aochi. "Where's mom? How is she? Is there anything wrong?" Yafu asked, with worry in her tone.

There was nothing she could do. Although she was worried about the single mother, she was in so much pain that she was almost dying of pain, so...she really couldn't care about whether she was injured or not.

"She's fine." Shan Aochi spoke softly to reassure her, and then followed two young nurses to gently push Yafu into the ward.

"Let's sleep a little longer! The anesthetic has not worn off yet?" Shan Aochi said, gently reminding Yafu.

Yafu nodded obediently, then gently closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep again. It may be because of excessive blood loss, Yafu couldn't bear the invasion of fatigue, and fell asleep slowly.

Shan Aochi watched Yafu gradually fall asleep, and then looked at her little face, with heartache in her eyes.

Ever since they got together, until now, she has suffered major injuries and minor injuries every time. Even though she is a doctor, she still goes to the hospital every three days, and occasionally staying there for a day or two has become a common occurrence.

Thinking about it, Shan Aochi felt frustrated that he failed to protect her and let her get hurt again and again. Every time he firmly told himself that he would never let her get hurt again, but... he still hurt her again and again.

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Shan Aochi thought about it, and gently took Yafu's uninjured hand, put it to his lips and kissed it softly, with a look of pain on his face.

How he wished he could be injured on her behalf. Seeing her so thin and pale, as if she would be blown away by the wind, Shan Aochi felt so distressed that he wished he could be injured on her behalf. After all, he was a grown man.

And usually there are major injuries and minor injuries, nothing serious.

And Yafu had no idea what Shan Aochi was thinking at this moment. She still fell asleep sweetly, and she slept until noon, and did not slowly wake up until the sun was about to go down.

When she opened her hazy eyes and saw Shan Aochi sitting beside her, Yafu gently raised the corners of her mouth and smiled, feeling very satisfied.

When she opened her eyes and saw him for the first time, she really felt very happy.

At this time, the door of the ward was gently pushed open, and Shan's mother's figure appeared at the door of the ward. Shan Aochi turned around and was slightly startled when he saw Shan's mother.

But when Yafu saw Shan's mother who was safe and sound, she slightly raised her lips and smiled, and then looked at Shan's mother with very soft eyes.

"Yafu, how are you? Does your arm still hurt?" Shan's mother asked, holding a thermos bucket in her hand, her eyes fixed on Yafu's gauze-wrapped arm, and then she sat down gently on the hospital bed.

Beside him, his hands gently wiped Yafu's forehead.

"I'm fine, just a broken bone." Yafu said, smiling at Shan's mother.

"It's fine." Shan's mother looked at Yafu with a touch of softness in her eyes. "Come on... feel hungry! I asked Aunt Wu to make old hen soup for you, and also put in a lot of red dates and longan.

...I'll replenish your blood." Shan's mother said excitedly, and then watched Yafu take out the thermos bucket she brought as if she was offering a treasure.

When Shan Aochi saw Shan's mother say this, he raised his hand and took a small table and placed it on the hospital bed.

Shan's mother also gently opened the thermos bucket and poured chicken soup for Yafu, with a faint smile on her face.

Yafu smelled the faint smell of old hen soup, and her greed was immediately aroused. Then she looked at the single mother and smiled obediently. "It smells so good." Yafu said, licking her red lips.

As soon as the single mother saw Yafu's greedy look, she also lightly teased Yafu, and then gently poured the poured old hen soup in front of Yafu.

Yafu looked at Shan's serious movements and was a little moved. Then she picked up the spoon and gently fed it into her mouth.

As soon as the warm chicken soup entered his mouth, Yafu's brows trembled slightly, and then a strange look flashed across his face. Then, he quickly swallowed the chicken soup with a slurp.

The single mother stood beside her with an excited face, looking at Yafu, with a touch of expectation in her eyes, as if she was saying that she cooked the chicken soup.

Yafu thought, as if she had guessed something, and licked her red lips gently. "It tastes good, fragrant, rich, and authentic." Yafu couldn't bear to offend Shan's excited expression, and softly praised her.

Then he added another sentence silently in his heart.

It's just a bit salty, and... it's not ordinary salty. Yafu drank it until her throat almost started to smoke, and she had the urge to ask her single mother, mom... whether the salt in our house was given by others for free, otherwise

Why are you working so hard?

When Shan's mother heard Yafu's compliment, she immediately became a little embarrassed, and then looked at Yafu. "Drink more quickly and drink it while it's hot. It will taste better." Shan's mother urged.

Yafu took a slight breath of cold air, then looked at Shan Mu, a little confused about whether to laugh or cry. She also looked at the chicken soup that was still smoking white smoke, and the corners of her mouth began to twitch faintly.

After drinking all this, she probably won't have to talk anymore! Her throat was really smoking, but looking at the expectations of the single mother beside her, Yafu was helpless.

Shan Aochi raised his brows slightly, and then saw the corners of Tong Yafu's mouth curling up slightly, a little surprised? It's strange why Yafu looked like she was in pain when she drank chicken soup. Didn't she always cook the food cooked by Aunt Wu?

Do you like to eat very much and talk about it often?

Shan Aochi was thinking, a little confused, but he didn't ask. He just stared at Yafu seriously, watched her close her eyes, then picked up the spoon, drank it very quickly, and then drank it one mouthful after another.

Swallow it down.

Looking at Yafu's way of eating, Shan Aochi frowned, really confused, then raised his hand and gently grabbed the spoon from Yafu's hand and took a sip himself.

When Shan's mother saw Shan Aochi snatching Yafu's spoon, she glared at Shan Aochi fiercely. "You kid, if you want to drink it, ask Aunt Wu to make it for you tomorrow. This belongs to Yafu, how can you do that?"

Grab it." Shan's mother said, looking like the boss was not happy.

Shan Aochi frowned as soon as he took the chicken soup into his mouth. After swallowing it hard, he looked at Yafu with sharp eyes and pursed his thin lips tightly.
Chapter completed!