She breathed a sigh of relief. Anyway, she was still alive and she had escaped. This was lucky!
Xiaobao closed the book, then came over like a little adult and touched hers with his forehead: "I don't have a fever anymore."
In Xiaobao's impression, adults are as sick as children, either with a cough or a fever.
"Yes." She nodded, feeling a little warm in her heart, "Mommy is fine, Xiaobao is worried."
"It's nothing." Xiaobao scratched his hair, with a smile on his face, "Mommy is fine, but daddy is miserable, being locked up in a dark room alone!"
The little dark room that Xiaobao was talking about was the intensive care unit. Lin Yuchen was sent in for surgery yesterday and received eight stitches in his abdomen. This really made up for all the stab wounds that he had taught Xiaobao to make him stab Leng Yunting.
Back.
"Your father?" Even though he didn't have that kind of love for Lin Yuchen, Luo Qingxue was still a little worried at this time.
"He is fine. He has just been discharged from the intensive care unit and entered the general ward." Leng Yunting walked in at this time, holding a plate of fruit in his hand. "Xiaobao, do you want to eat an apple?"
"Yeah." Xiaobao immediately took two, gave the big one to Luo Qingxue, and kept the smaller one for himself: "Mommy, eat it."
"Thank you, Xiaobao. Mommy doesn't want to eat it." The truth is, her shoulder was injured and she couldn't move at all. How could she get the apple?
"Let me help you." Leng Yunting came over, took the apple, and handed it to Luo Qingxue's mouth. She was a little embarrassed, but she still followed his hand and started eating it in small bites.
The apples were sweet and juicy. She hadn't eaten anything for almost a whole day and a night since last night. Suddenly some gluttons started to growl in her stomach.
Because she was lying down and biting, it was easy for a little bit to leak out of the corner of her mouth.
Leng Yunting immediately took out a tissue and wiped the corners of her mouth carefully. Luo Qingxue blushed a little, while Xiaobao held an apple and gnawed it, smiling: "Shame, shame! Mommy ate half of it and missed the other half!"
"Yunting, give me a hand, I want to come down and take a walk." She didn't want to lie down like this and be a useless person, not to mention that she still had her son by her side, and she had to erect a glorious image of her mother at all times.
"The shoulder is still injured, why move around?" Even so, Leng Yunting still rocked the bed a little so that she could sit. But Luo Qingxue stubbornly wanted to stand up, using her intact arm to support her.
He leaned on his body and stood upright with difficulty.
Her leg was just sprained, and she was fine after applying medicine. She couldn't sit still after being bored for a day, and was about to walk outside when someone knocked on the door. Leng Yunting asked: "Who is it?"
"Qingxue, I am Zhongma."
"It's Uncle Zhongma!" Xiaobao immediately jumped down from the stool in front of the bed: "Uncle Zhongma, come in!"
Before Leng Yunting could object, Zhong Ma pushed open the door and entered.
"Uncle Zhongma!" Xiaobao jumped to his side, "How is Daddy?"
Zhong Ma smiled and touched Xiaobao's head: "Mr. Lin is okay, he has passed the dangerous period."
Immediately, he looked at Leng Yunting: "Mr. Leng, I don't know if it's convenient or not, he wants to see you."
Leng Yunting was stunned. He looked at Luo Qingxue, who also looked surprised.
None of them expected that Lin Yuchen would actually want to meet him!
"Well, it's okay." Leng Yunting nodded, and Luo Qingxue also said, "I'll go too."