"We are very good. We are very good. Fortunately, we have a brother-in-law. At that time, we thought we were going to die. Fortunately, we have a brother-in-law." Ruan Bingrong kept praising Wen Zehao.
Ruan Bingrong felt that it was always right to praise their son.
"Uncle and aunt, thank you for your hard work." Song Tingting also called.
"Look at this kid, his mouth is really sweet. Wherever you are struggling, I will bring you some food." Fu Yijing said with a smile to Song Tingting.
Song Tingting smiled: "Thank you uncle and aunt."
"How about this, I'll go and see if Bingyue has woken up, you guys eat first." Fu Yijing could feel that the two of them felt very uncomfortable when they saw her, so she thought not to disturb them up.
"Okay, okay, let's go." Ruan Bingrong nodded.
"En. Eat more." Fu Yijing didn't tell them any more, and left with Wen Xiangyuan.
Just don't bother them.
After all, when Fu Yijing and Wen Xiangyuan stayed here alone, Ruan Bingrong and Song Tingting felt uncomfortable.
Song Tingting and Ruan Bingrong stood at the door to send Fu Yijing and Wen Xiangyuan away.
As soon as the two of them left, Ruan Bingrong and Song Tingting breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh, I was scared to death, I was really scared to death." Song Tingting said with a sigh of relief.
"It's okay. Look at the two of them. They're doing well. Hurry up and wash up, and then go to have some breakfast, and we'll go through the discharge procedures." Ruan Bingrong looked at Song Tingting's spirits also in good spirits.
They are just tired.
Eat enough, drink enough, sleep enough and the body will be fine.
"Yeah." Song Tingting nodded: "I don't know how my sister is doing."
"Don't worry about my sister, my sister will be fine with my brother-in-law taking care of her. What can happen." Ruan Bingrong was not worried about Ruan Bingyue.
"I don't know if her fever has subsided. How did you become a younger brother?" Song Tingting said dissatisfied.
"I care about her too, but I just keep her concern in my heart. What I care about most is you, be good, go in and wash up quickly, eat breakfast after washing up, be hungry." Ruan Bingrong is sincere to Song Tingting concern.
Of course, Ruan Bingrong is also very, very concerned about Ruan Bingyue.
"Cut, don't come here, do you dare to say such things in front of your sister?" Song Tingting didn't believe Ruan Bingrong's words.
"Then you have to coax my sister, right?" Ruan Bingrong said with a smile.
Song Tingting glared at Ruan Bingrong: "Hmph... I know."
After Song Tingting finished speaking, she went into the bathroom to wash up, and Ruan Bingrong also went in to wash up and then had breakfast...
...
Wen Xiangyuan and Fu Yijing returned to Wen Zehao's ward.
At this time, Wen Zehao had already finished his breakfast, and Ruan Bingyue was still sleeping.
"Is Bingyue still sleeping?" Fu Yijing asked concerned, and glanced at Ruan Bingyue who was lying on the hospital bed.
"Well, she's still sleeping. I guess she's too tired. I touched her forehead just now, and it seems to be still a little warm." Wen Zehao frowned when he said this.
"En." Fu Yijing nodded.
"This child is really suffering." Fu Yijing said distressedly.
Wen Zehao didn't speak, but looked at Ruan Bingyue with distressed eyes.
Fu Yijing also stopped talking: "Then are you planning to keep her in the hospital?"
"If she has a little fever, she can leave the hospital if she wants to." Wen Zehao knew that Ruan Bingyue would definitely not like living in the hospital, so she would definitely be discharged by then.
"It's fine. It's better to go home and raise her than in the hospital. The pressure in the hospital is also great, and it's not good for the condition." Fu Yijing nodded in agreement with Wen Zehao's opinion.
"Then what about the two of you getting engaged? What are you going to do?" Fu Yijing felt sad when she mentioned this issue.
I finally looked forward to my son's engagement. After preparing for so long, the result... just like this...
well……
Think about it, why are you so unlucky.
However, fortunately, they are all fine. The most important thing now is not that people are fine. The most important thing is that people are fine.
"Mom, are there any good days that are suitable for our engagement recently? I want to... finish the engagement as soon as possible, the sooner the better, and don't all of Bingyue's relatives still exist? Don't go back." Wen Zehao said Think so. "Tomorrow, the eighth day, the day is pretty good, or the tenth day, whichever day you choose, these two days are good, I have seen it." Fu Yijing has seen the day long ago. The two of them read it when they were choosing a date, but it’s not as good as the sixth day, which is the best
of.
"Let me ask Bingyue, and discuss it with Bingyue's family to see which day is better. The eighth day, or the tenth day." Wen Zehao thought for a while and said.
"I think you will definitely choose the tenth grader at that time. Is Bingyue still running a fever? You must give her a few days to recuperate." Fu Yijing once again looked distressedly at the lying on the hospital bed Ruan Bingyue said.
Wen Zehao tightened his eyebrows: "Well, that's right, then the tenth day will be fine, no matter what, let's just be the tenth day."
"It's time to discuss with Bingyue and her family, just the tenth day." Wen Zehao thought, the sooner the better.
"En." Fu Yijing nodded: "It's also possible."
"It will be decided at that time, and I will ask someone to do it." Fu Yijing knew that the time was tight this time, but fortunately, all the things that could be done before have been done.
"En." Wen Zehao nodded.
While the three of them were chatting, Ruan Bingyue woke up.
Although their voices were very small, Ruan Bingyue was still woken up.
When Ruan Bingyue woke up, Fu Yijing looked at her and asked with concern: "Did we wake you up?" "No, no... I woke up by myself... I should have woken up after sleeping for so long." Ruan Bingyue saw that Wen Xiangyuan and Fu Yijing were both there, and she was still sleeping, so she was really embarrassed, and felt very ashamed: "Uh... I... I'm so sorry, you guys came to see us, and I'm still sleeping
. "
"Why didn't you call me?" Ruan Bingyue looked at Wen Zehao with some dissatisfaction and said.
"Don't you still have a fever? So let you sleep for a while." Seeing that Ruan Bingyue woke up, Wen Zehao walked to her side, then sat down and held her hand tightly: "How is it, how do you feel now? How about it?"
"It's much better than before." Although Ruan Bingyue felt much better than before, she still felt top-heavy, tired, and her head still hurt.
"You still have a little fever." Wen Zehao reached out to touch her forehead again: "You still have a little fever." "But, I don't want to stay in the hospital anymore, I want to go back."