"WAN Xin, do you know that kun'er's silly child, when he woke up, he heard that you were injured and comatose, and he didn't care about himself. He had to get out of bed and come here to find you. He was a filial child, and it didn't waste our efforts."
In the end, it was the mother and son who connected their hearts. Although they didn't remember all of them, Mingkun's memory of his mother had already penetrated into his bones and blood and could not be forgotten. Mingkun is like this, so is Mrs. Ming. After mingyaode's recitation in front of the hospital bed, she can't care about her body any more. She asks mingyaode with concern.
"Kun'er, what's the matter with him?"
"He's very good, but he has a slight fracture in both legs, and it's not convenient to get out of bed with plaster cast, so he can't come to see you."
Seeing his wife like this, mingyaode was so happy that he hastened to answer.
"He's OK. Not only that, but also there are signs of recovery in his memory. If he stops drug control, he should remember everything soon."
When she heard that her son was ok, Mrs. Ming's face relaxed. But when she heard that her son was about to recover his memory, she could not help but condense her worry.
This fell in mingyaode's eyes, and he quickly began to comfort him, "he should be better if Miss Yan and Mr. Jiao are with him. These two people, one he likes and the other he respects, should listen to their persuasion, but..."
"It's nothing. As long as he's good, I'll be fine. It doesn't matter whether he complains or not, whether he comes to see me or not."
Although his wife said that, mingyaode could see through her mind. At this time, her wife was the most vulnerable. She must be looking forward to her and her son being by her side.
"How can he not come to see you? When he's a little better, I'll ask Miss Yan to bring him to see you."
Mrs. Ming shook her head and refused to speak again. Not only that, she turned her head in the opposite direction of mingyaode.
After all, it's high paraplegia. All the parts below the chest are unconscious. It must be a great blow for the wife. Although her persuasion and company can play a certain role, the wife also needs time to accept this reality slowly.
Today, if she is willing to talk to herself and ask about her son, she has already made progress. If she is not in a hurry, she will annoy her wife if she talks too much.
"Miss Yan and Mr. Jiao are still waiting outside. I'll talk to them and come back to accompany you."
With that, mingyaode got up, helped his wife cover the quilt, and then turned to the door.
"How is Mrs. Ming?"
As soon as he comes out, Jiao Yang and Yan Xiaoshu come over with worried questions.
"Calm down a lot, accompany her more, enlighten..."
Then mingyaode turned his eyes to Yan Xiaoshu, "Miss Yan, I can't leave for a while, so kun'er will ask you to take care of me first."
"Well, don't worry, uncle. Brother Jiaoyang and I will help you enlighten Mingkun."
After mingyaode's thanks and instructions, Yan Xiaoshu and Jiao Yang left the fourth floor and went upstairs to Mingkun ward.
"Although there are so many things to do, I didn't expect that the two brothers, who have been antagonistic for more than 20 years, could make up as good as ever. It's a kind of compensation to Uncle Ming."
Looking at Ming Yaohui's busy figure outside Mrs. Ming's ward from a distance, Jiao Yang can't help sighing.