Luo Anning nodded, and immediately withdrew from his arms, went upstairs and carried Xiaoshuai down, and asked the driver to go to the hospital.

As soon as Luo Anning left, Rong Yan stood up and kicked Christine: "Get up, treat the wound before going to sleep."

"Don't be noisy... sleepy."

This time Young Master Rong directly summoned the doctor at the side, and forcibly bandaged Christine. Christine was so sleepy that she could hardly keep her eyes open, and was manipulated by the doctor to quickly bandage the wound.

Christine lay dead on the sofa without moving, Young Master Rong rubbed his forehead with a headache, "Take him back to the bedroom to sleep."

"Alright, Young Master Rong!"

The housekeeper and two servants worked together to carry Christine back to the bedroom to rest.

Rong Shao called Luo Anning——

"Have you reached the hospital yet?"

Luo Anning's soft voice came: "Well, it's almost here. How is Christine? The wound should have been treated, right?"

"It's just been bandaged, and someone carried it upstairs." After speaking, Young Master Rong turned and walked out: "I'll go there now."

Something happened to Catherine, and he should have gone to see her as a matter of course.

"Now?" Luo Anning was surprised.

"Is there any problem?" Young Master Rong raised his brows slightly, and his thin lips curled up slightly.

"Yan, I don't think Christine's condition is very good. It's better for you to supervise him. Let him have a good rest before coming to the hospital. I'll watch over here in the hospital, so there won't be any problem."

Young Master Rong stopped in his tracks, and pursed his lips in dissatisfaction: "Why do I think you care more about your uncle than you do about your husband?"

Luo Anning was startled, then smiled: "Is our Young Master Rong jealous?"

"What do you say?" There was a voice of gnashing teeth.

"Okay, okay, I love you the most, always you..."

For these love words, Young Master Rong was obviously very useful, so he stopped his steps and walked indoors.

"That's good."

…………

After hanging up the phone, Luo Anning laughed again and again.

This man, even jealous of his own brother, really makes people love and helpless.

The handsome guy in his arms yawned lazily. He had just woken up from a nap, and he was still a little dazed. His head was leaning against Ma Ma's arms, and his dark eyes were as bright as crystals.

Luo Anning lowered his head and gently pinched his delicate face: "Xiaoshuai, can mom take you to see Aunt Catherine? Aunt Catherine is sick, Xiaoshuai will be good, do you understand?"

"Yeah——" the little guy waved his chubby hands in the air.

Luo Anning loved him tightly, held his cheek, kissed him, and began to teach him how to speak: "Xiaoshuai, call me mom. Mom... Mom..., Dad, Dad... Dad..."

The little guy opened his mouth, babbling and babbling in Martian language, watching An Ning straighten his forehead, the little guy seemed to be half-successful in his prank, and he smiled with crooked eyebrows, and his crisp laughter filled the car.

"You, are you being naughty with your mother, huh?"

"Yeah ah..."

"No, call mom."

"Yeah!"

"No, call me Dad."

"...Yeah."

"Come on, tell mom, grandpa... grandma..."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah..."

The mother and son talked about chicken and duck until the hospital.

In Catherine's ward, she just fell ill an hour ago and was so manic that she wanted to kill. After the nurse injected her with diazepam, she was lying on the bed and fell asleep.

Even though she knew about Catherine's condition and saw it with her own eyes, Luo Anning was still shocked.

Gently covering her lips with her hands, she looked in disbelief at Catherine whose skin was gradually turning dark blue...

Is this still the glamorous and cold Catherine?

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