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moxa cautiously asked, afraid of giving Gong Wan’er too much pressure. Actually, she also wanted a grandson. Moreover, she was sick, so she thought that if she were to meet her grandson before going, she wouldn't have any regrets.

Gong Wan’er was stunned, she did not expect the moxa to ask her this. Actually, he didn't reject it either, but his stomach didn't react at all.

Seeing that Gong Wan’er did not answer, moxa thought that he had scared her, so he quickly said: "It's nothing, Mom is just asking." She patted Gong Wan’er's hand to reassure him.

"No, Mom." Gong Wan’er said in embarrassment as he lowered his head.

"Oh?"

"We had planned this before, but we were never pregnant." Gong Wan’er whispered. Although she wasn't an unimportant little girl, she still felt a little embarrassed when it came to such matters.

Hearing this reply, moxa calmed down and laughed out loud. This daughter-in-law was really too cute. Gong Wan’er also covered his face, not wanting to let moxa see his flushed face.

"Evening, it's fine, there will be. "I'll try my best to get my parents to pick up my grandson as soon as possible." moxa smiled and comforted Gong Wan’er.

Let his parents hug his grandson? Gong Wan’er thought back to what the doctor had said yesterday and could not help but feel sad.

"Mom, I promise you, as long as you are healthy and healthy, I will definitely work hard to make people." Gong Wan’er put his hand down and said sincerely to moxa. Right now, her biggest wish was for moxa to recover quickly.

After she finished talking to Gong Wan’er, the moxa fell asleep. Her body looked weaker and weaker, and Gong Wan’er was very worried.

In the afternoon, just as Gong Wan’er wanted to sleep for a while, he received a call from his husband.

"Evening, how's Mom?" Mo Zhaoyun's gentle voice came out from the other side of the phone.

"The same." Gong Wan’er stood by the window in the hallway. It was unknown what he was looking at, but his eyes were empty.

"Are you tired?"

"No …." She was depressed, even when she was talking to her husband.

"You must be tired. I will reward you tonight."

"Huh?" Gong Wan’er's mind became much more focused, and his voice also became louder by a few decibels.

Mo Zhaoyun who was at the side had long since laughed out loud, he was teasing her.

"Mo!" Summon! "Yun!" He was actually toying with her.

"Here!"

"You're so bad!"

Mo Zhaoyun did not continue, and just smiled.

After a few seconds, Gong Wan’er seemed to have heard Mo Zhaoyun whispering "come in".

"Hurry up and work, hmph!" She pursed her lips and snorted.

"Yes, I'll see you tonight."

After that, Gong Wan’er hung up and returned to the ward of moxa. As soon as he opened the door, he heard a "peng" sound from inside. Afraid that something had happened to moxa, Gong Wan’er walked in with large strides. Then, Gong Wan’er saw the bottle of hot water and the spilled water on the ground. moxa was looking at Gong Wan’er with an embarrassed expression, supporting her body with her right hand as much as she could.

"I couldn't hold it." moxa laughed.

Although Gong Wan’er's anxious heart was at ease, luckily it was not because of moxa, but seeing moxa's expression, her nose still felt sour. Could she not even hold a third of the water in the bottle?

She did not say anything, but squatted down and tried to clean up the floor. Due to her anxiety, her fingers were cut by the broken glass and blood quickly flowed out.

"Evening, hurry up and bandage her." moxa saw it and said anxiously.

"It's okay, Mom. Don't worry." She stood up, wiped the blood off a napkin, and wrapped it around her, but it was still quickly dyed red.

"Evening, ask the nurse to bandage it for you. That won't do." moxa looked at Gong Wan’er with concern, urging him to tend to his wounds.

Hearing moxa's suggestion, Gong Wan’er went to the nurses station to ask for help. After the nurse finished bandaging Gong Wan’er, he turned and walked towards the ward of the moxa, but after walking a few steps, he heard the nurse's discussion from behind him.

"This daughter-in-law is truly filial. I've watched her take care of her here for several days, she's wholeheartedly taken care of her." a nurse exclaimed.

"Filial piety is filial piety, but filial piety can not save lives ah! According to the doctor, the old lady's condition is very serious, maybe … "

The other nurse didn't finish her words, but Gong Wan’er had already guessed it. The nurse said something else, and she didn't want to hear it anymore. She just wanted to get back to the quiet place.

"Xiao'er, are you alright?" moxa saw that Gong Wan’er had returned to his sickroom, and asked softly.

"It's fine, it's fine." Saying that, Gong Wan’er smiled, but did not force himself.

After that, Gong Wan’er squatted down and looked at the mess on the ground.

"Evening, take out a broom and sweep it." For safety reasons, it was better to use tools.

Gong Wan’er nodded his head, then took a broom from the corner and swept away the broken glass, and even dragged it on the ground. After a few minutes, everything in the room seemed normal, as if the previous mess wasn't there.

Gong Wan’er once again filled the cup with water and poured it all over moxa. Then he sat by the sickbed without saying a word. She did not dare look at the moxa, afraid that she would accidentally reveal her disguised emotions.

After getting off work, Mo Zhaoyun went back to the hospital as usual. After waiting for Mo’s Father to take over, he brought Gong Wan’er home.

Along the way, Gong Wan’er did not speak a word. When she arrived home, the first thing she did was to take a bath before lying on the bed.

Mo Zhaoyun's heart naturally ached for Gong Wan’er when he saw him like this, and she hadn't even blown his hair before he laid down on the bed. He walked to the side of the bed and sat down slowly. He touched Gong Wan’er's face and said softly:

"Evening, let me blow-dry your hair."

Gong Wan’er didn't say anything, he only obediently adjusted his direction and placed his head on Mo Zhaoyun's thigh, allowing him to play with it.

Mo Zhaoyun's movements were very gentle and the sound of the dryer was very soft. As a result, Gong Wan’er quickly fell asleep. After he finished blow-drying Gong Wan’er's hair, he took a bath and then lay down beside Gong Wan’er.

Maybe because he knew that it was his husband, Gong Wan’er hugged Mo Zhaoyun and buried his head in's embrace, continuing to sleep.

Mo Zhaoyun was filled with tenderness as he hugged Gong Wan’er tightly and caressed his back with his right hand.

"Xiao'er, it's been hard on you." he said softly. He knew that in the past few days, not only was his wife physically tired, her heart was also overwhelmed. He was beginning to blame himself for not being able to leave his job and stay by her side; why he had left her alone to bear so much.

"Evening, I'm sorry." he muttered in frustration.

"Wife, I love you." Mo Zhaoyun said from the bottom of his heart.

He did not know how many words he said to Gong Wan’er, but in the end, he kissed Gong Wan’er on the forehead and fell asleep with his wife in his arms.

Around 3 o'clock in the morning, Mo Zhaoyun was woken up by the sound of the phone ringing. He groped in the dark and found his cell phone. He thought it was something about work. He wanted to hang up, but when he saw the word "Dad" in his mind, he pressed the answer button.

"Summon Yun, hurry and come to the hospital, your mom, she …" Mo’s Father's voice was filled with despair.

Mo Zhaoyun instantly sat up and shouted into the phone, "Dad, don't be anxious, I'll be there shortly."

Then he quickly got up and put on his clothes. At this time, perhaps it was the noise made by Mo Zhaoyun getting up that made his sit up, she squinted his eyes and asked Mo Zhaoyun:

"Summoning Yun, what's wrong?"

"Evening, you go to sleep first, I'm going to the hospital." Mo Zhaoyun said softly to Gong Wan’er.

Hospital? Did something happen to Mom? Thinking about that, Gong Wan’er immediately became clear-headed: "I will go with you."

They went out together. There were very few cars at night, in fifteen minutes, Mo Zhaoyun and Gong Wan’er would arrive at the hospital, while Mo’s Father was guarding the entrance of the emergency room.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Mo Zhaoyun rushed in front of the Mo’s Father and asked anxiously.

Mo’s Father first let out a sigh, then said:

"Your mom had an accident at night and is in the middle of saving lives." His brows were furrowed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he did not look good.

After Gong Wan’er heard it, he staggered a bit. Luckily Mo Zhaoyun supported her and pulled her to a chair to the side before sitting down.

"It's fine, it's fine." Mo Zhaoyun said, as he tried to comfort everyone here, while his own right fist was tightly clenched, filled with cold sweat.

It seemed as if someone from the emergency room had finally come out after waiting for a long time.

"How is it? How is the patient? " Gong Wan’er ran over and pulled his sleeves.

"The patient's condition is a little critical, so I need your autograph."

After saying that, the person handed the item over, indicating that they should sign.

When Gong Wan’er heard this, he could no longer hold on and collapsed. Mo Zhaoyun caught her from behind, shouted a few times, but did not respond, and sent her to the doctor.

The emergency room's entrance was in complete chaos.

The next day, in the ward, sunlight shone in diagonally. The whole room was filled with the smell of warmth, and the person lying on the bed still showed no signs of waking up.

Suddenly, the patient's finger moved and something came out of his mouth.

"Xiao'er, are you awake?" Mo Zhaoyun who was accompanying her asked excitedly.

He put his ear close to Gong Wan’er's mouth, wanting to know what she was saying. Then, he heard the simple word "water".

When Mo Zhaoyun finished pouring the water, he had already opened his eyes and was looking at the ceiling.

"Evening." Mo Zhaoyun called out softly.

Gong Wan’er turned his head to look at Mo Zhaoyun, because he had just woken up and was still a little dazed. Mo Zhaoyun put down the cup of water and slowly helped Gong Wan’er to sit up.

Then, Gong Wan’er slowly remembered that he had fainted while waiting for moxa at the door of emergency room to undergo surgery. So what time was it now? And the moxa?

"Summoning Yun, how is Mom?" Gong Wan’er asked anxiously. She remembered clearly that the situation was extremely critical at that time and he still had to sign something.

"Xiao'er, rest well. You've been too tired these past few days." Mo Zhaoyun said softly as he ruffled Gong Wan’er's messy hair.

"Summoning Yun, is Mom …" As he said that, Gong Wan’er's voice became choked with sobs, as if she was very sad.

"What are you saying!" Mo Zhaoyun was shocked and at a loss.

"Hmm?" Gong Wan’er suddenly raised his head and stared at Mo Zhaoyun.