"It's really lucky that a vegetative man can regain his consciousness in four or five years. Although Mr. Xia can't speak now, he is very conscious, and even remembers what happened in the past. Professor Ross said that his body function is recovering. Now he doesn't have to rely on nutrient solution completely. He can try to drink some soup, eat some liquid food and so on."

“……” Yang Muya grabs the hand of the wheelchair, and her fingertips turn white.

Forced himself to raise his head, to the eyes of Xia Hua.

Originally thought that he would see his hate in the eyes, but when she really looked up, she found that Xia Hua did not look at her, but was staring at her injured foot naked, frowning very tightly.

He looks like he's worried about her

"Mom, dad still loves you, he always loves you..." Xia Changyue's words, an instant in the mind, Yang Muya's body suddenly became rigid.

If you want to explore what Xia Hua is thinking, you will find that he has closed his eyes and asked the nurse to push him to another direction in the yard.

The obvious movement, as if to avoid her, do not want to see her.

Yang Muya has some bad feelings in her heart.

What is he in love with her?

Is it his reaction to love someone?

Does he think she wants to see him? She hasn't settled with him about his stealing their daughter!

If he could not speak now, she didn't want to stimulate him. With her character, she could not stand Xia Hua's evil spirit towards her.

"Madame, do you call me?" When the housekeeper heard the news, he rushed to Yang Muya and covered her with a thick coat.

"Although there is the sun, the temperature is still not high. Be careful." The housekeeper, like an elder, reminds Yang Muya in his ear, but Yang Muya can't hear a word. The words just said by the nurse are echoing all the time.

He can eat now

"Is the kitchen in use now?" Yang Muya suddenly opens her lips.

"No, it's not dinner time now. The people in the kitchen are all resting. Does madam have anything to eat? I'll send someone to prepare it immediately." The housekeeper inquired respectfully.

"No, I want to use the kitchen. You push me." Yang Muya's eyes are a little complicated, like unwilling, and also like complaining about themselves, but she can't help but want to go to the kitchen.

"Madam, you have a wound on your foot now..." The housekeeper was worried.

See Yang Muya insist on going, can only push her to the kitchen.

Their figure just disappeared in the courtyard. Xia Hua at the other end of the yard, as if sensing something, suddenly turned to look under the ginkgo tree and saw that Yang Muya had left, and his eyes became dim.

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in the kitchen.

Yang Muya's foot is injured and can't stand up. She can only sit in a wheelchair and ask the housekeeper to handle the food for her.

"You cut the yam into large pieces, so it's not easy to boil in the soup."

"The chicken skin first, so that the soup will not be very greasy, he likes the soup with light taste."

"Don't put dates and medlar too early..."

Yang Muya seldom cooks, but when it comes to cooking soup, she also has her own small experience.

This is because when she was with Xia Hua, Xia Hua thought it was too hard to learn how to cook. He could not bear her choked by cooking fumes, so he scrambled to do it himself. In order not to let Yang Muya lose too much, he encouraged her to learn how to cook soup and said that he liked it.

Later, Yang Muya really learned how to make good soup. It was all his favorite taste

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