Chapter 1394

"Brother Jiao Yang."

Yan Xiaoshu answered, and then, the door of the ward was pushed open, Jiao Yang with breakfast, appeared outside the door of the ward.

"I went to buy breakfast. You didn't eat well last night. Eat quickly, or you won't be able to support yourself."

At this moment, Yan Xiaoshu really has no appetite, but in order to let Jiaoyang brother not worry, she also took the breakfast.

While unpacking the packing box, he turned his head and asked Jiao Yang.

"Brother Jiao Yang, how is Mrs. Ming now?"

Not to mention, before buying breakfast, Jiao Yang actually went to see Mrs. Ming.

Both Ming Yaohui and Ming Yaode are here. Both of them are extremely rich with a fortune of 10 billion yuan, but they sleep in the escort room outside the ward, one sleeping on the sofa and the other sleeping on a single bed. The picture is really strange and touching.

Blood relationship is such a wonderful thing. Sometimes, its sense of existence may be so subtle that people can hardly detect it. But at some important moments, it is more reliable than any other relationship.

Ming Yao and Ming Yao Hui have been fighting for most of their lives. I'm afraid they didn't even think that they could still have this scene today?

With Ming Yaohui's assistant on guard, Jiao Yang didn't ask much. He only asked the doctor about Mrs. Ming and went to buy breakfast for Yan Xiaoshu.

At first, he was worried that Yan Xiaoshu would blame mingyaode and Mrs. Ming for concealing the news that Mingkun was not dead, so that they had a lover. They had been separated for three years and didn't want to ask Mrs. Ming about it.

Unexpectedly, now Yan Xiaoshu took the initiative to ask, he quickly opened his mouth and told Yan Xiaoshu what he had learned.

"The operation is over. It's a success. It's out of danger, but..."

Talking about Mrs. Ming's paraplegia, Jiao Yang can't help sighing.

This person, sometimes is so strong, no matter how much suffering God brings you, you can survive tenaciously.

But sometimes, but also so fragile, clearly just a day ago, or a good person, now can only be in a wheelchair, spent the rest of his life.

"Just what?"

Jiao Yang pause, let Yan Xiaoshu heart not a jump, busy ask in the past.

"Lower chest, high paraplegia."

"What?"

Yan Xiaoshu's impression of Mrs. Ming still lingers on their only meeting.

The elegant, smiling woman.

She is so beautiful that time seems to leave no trace on her. If she is not told, she is Mingkun's mother. Yan Xiaoshu can't imagine that her graceful figure is owned by a woman whose children are in her twenties. No one will be surprised to say that she is only in her twenties.

However, such a perfect woman has now become a high paraplegia

Just think about it, Yan Xiaoshu can't help feeling sorry for Mrs. Ming.

Before, the resentment towards Mrs. Ming seemed to be diluted.

After all, it's the mother of the man she loves. If Mingkun wakes up and knows his mother's paraplegia, it must be hard for him at the bottom of his heart, right?

"Xiaoshu, I think..." Before Jiao Yang's words were finished, he was interrupted by Yan Xiaoshu.

"Which ward is she in? I'll go and have a look now. "

Hearing her ask, Jiao Yang can't help showing his mouth.

"401, it's downstairs."