Six six, stop talking, your father is crying!
Young Mu picked her up in his arms, hurriedly followed his heart and took Yu out of the hospital.
A family of three just walked out of the hospital door, more and more cold already cold lips.
"Unless the child in my heart is a daughter, I won't be allowed to bring my sixth child here!"
Nian Xiaomu: "..."
Nian Xiaomu: "the colder I am, Liu Liu just likes his brother. You don't need to be so nervous..."
"The colder I was, the more I snorted," I'm still in my mother's womb. I just want to take care of my little brother. Can I not be nervous? "
His little princess is only three years old!
What is the concept of three years old? I should love my father the most. Every day, I want him to hug and hold high.
If the heart really gave birth to a son, and it happened to be said by Tang Yuansi's crow mouth, to abduct his little princess, he was afraid that he would be angry directly into the coffin!
Yu Yuehan turns around and sees that without his little brother, Liu is drowsy again in his arms.
His big eyes were half squinting, and he could not hear what they were saying.
In this way, she still let him calm down a little bit?
He can't calm down!
Take Liu Liu back to Yu's villa, take her back to her room and let her sleep well. Nian Xiaomu is pulled back to her room by Yu Yuehan, and orders the housekeeper to take the medicine box.
"It's time to change your dressing." Yu Yuehan said, opening the medicine box and taking out the ointment and clean gauze.
Young Mu sits on the sofa obediently, her left hand can't move, her right hand holds the mobile phone and opens the message on it.
Before busy with small six, hang up Tan Bengbeng phone, she has no time to look at the mobile phone.
Now when it's opened, it's full of photos and videos from Tan avalanche.
"My grandfather is awake!"
As soon as Xiaomu saw the picture, the ink with his eyes open was virtuous, and he turned his head to see Yu colder and colder.
"He really woke up, and the video..."
Nian Xiaomu opens the video on his mobile phone. The video is not muted, but he can't hear any sound, only the picture.
In the picture, her grandfather is lying on the hospital bed with the pillow slightly raised.
Mo Yongheng is wiping his hands and feet with a wet towel.
His wise old eyes, always looking at the direction of the camera, seem to know that Tan avalanche is shooting video.
The lips moved a little.
It can be seen vaguely that he called Xin'er.
"Grandpa..."
Young Mu watched the video, full of vicissitudes of the old man, tears instantly filled with eyes.
Subconsciously, I raised my hand and wiped it. I moved my left shoulder and took a breath of pain.
"Don't move!"
Yu Yuehan quickly holds her down and looks at the old man in the video. His eyes become gentle.
"Grandpa loves you very much. I know you want to see him. Even if you can't stay with him and take care of him, you can at least have a look with your own eyes and know whether he is OK or not. Tell him again that you are living a good life, right?"
Yu Yuehan changes medicine for her and opens her lips slightly.
With tears in his eyes, Nian Xiaomu nods and chokes.
Next second, the colder I was, the better I wrapped the gauze, and reached out to gently hold her in my arms.
"Listen to me, don't worry. Your grandfather has a stroke and can't be stimulated. When you meet, you can't control your mood. Then it will be bad for him. Besides, you still have injuries. If you let him know that you almost have an accident, you are not afraid to affect his condition?"