Chapter 1418

"All, all of them?"

Mrs. Ming looked at her son who was leaning towards her bedside. The tears in her eyes poured up again.

"Do you remember the past? Do you remember who you are? "

Her voice was trembling, with joy and worry.

"Yes, I remember. Three years ago, three years ago, I remember everything."

Ming Kun's affirmative answer.

"Then..."

But Mrs. Ming's eyes were staggered, her voice weakened, and the worry in her tone became more intense.

"You Don't blame me and your father? "

Sliding, a string of crystal tears burst the eyes, down the cheek sliding down.

The next second, the hand hanging on his side was picked up by Mingkun.

"Mom, you and dad are for my good. How can I blame you?"

He held his mother's wrist. The ward was warm, but her hand was cold.

So hanging, without a trace of strength, also let Mingkun's heart inexplicably sour.

He put his mother's hand on his cheek and let her touch his face.

"Mother, I'm sorry, my son didn't protect you well in the car accident..."

Originally, Mrs. Ming's mood had been turbulent. When Mingkun said that, tears were pouring down like breaking a dike.

However, unlike just now, Mrs. Ming's despair of reality is less, but her heart is more gratified by her son's warm-hearted behavior.

"Silly child, you are my mother's heart. As long as you are good, my mother is willing to do anything."

I really want to hold my son in my arms and give him a good hug, just like when he was a little baby more than 20 years ago. She can hold him up and protect him in front of her chest with her arms outstretched.

However, now her son is more than 1.8 meters old, and her arms have lost consciousness and can no longer be raised.

Although she couldn't hold her son as she wanted, she was satisfied with the recognition of her mother and son.

At this time, chasing the little assistant who came out of ward 501, he came to the door of the ward and saw the scene in the ward. He did not say a word, but quietly moved to the back of Ming Yaohui.

After crying for most of the day, she was not as good as her son. When she saw her son, Mrs. Ming's depression in her chest had already let out a lot. She raised her eyes and looked at the little assistant. As if she remembered something, she asked her son in front of her.

"Your father went up to see you. Didn't you see him?"

Mingyaode went upstairs with his assistant, but why did Mingkun and his assistant come back, but they didn't see mingyaode?

What's more, Mingkun's legs are broken, his legs are in plaster cast, and he can't move easily. How could mingyaode be so reckless and ask Mingkun to sit down in a wheelchair by himself? It's not like mingyaode's style.

"Father, he..."

When Mrs. Ming asked Ming Yaode, Ming Kun frowned, as if he thought of something unpleasant. He stopped for about two or three seconds. When he spoke again, he just omitted what he had just stopped. "It should come down soon."

How could Mrs. Ming be such a fool? She remembered that mingyaode had just told her that Mr. Jiao and miss Yan were guarding her son's ward upstairs, so she didn't have to worry.

But now, when my son wakes up, how can he not see Miss Yan and Mr. Jiao?