Doting Your Wife to Heaven: The Return of the Rich Family

He couldn't cry, tears streamed down his face, heartbroken, men don't cry easily, just because it's not time to be sad.

Leng Zongkai's heart ached and he patted his back to comfort him. "Don't do this, let your mommy go at ease, Daddy will take care of you in the future."

On the other side, the door of the ward opened, and several doctors in white coats came out, all of whom were authoritative figures in the medical field.

Leng's mother was shocked and rushed forward, "Doctor, how is my son?"

Qingting held her breath, her nervous palms were covered with cold sweat.

The leading doctor looked serious, "Shao Rui suffered a severe concussion, and there is a lump of blood on the back of his head, he needs to stay in the hospital for careful observation..."

Before he finished speaking, Mother Leng couldn't wait to interrupt him.

"Is it life-threatening?"

It sounds terrible, why is my son so unlucky?

Qingting's face turned pale, her heart beat fast, and she was a little out of breath.

A smile appeared on the doctor's face, "Auspicious people have their own nature, and there is no danger to their lives. The congestion will slowly dissipate after a while. Madam Leng, don't worry, you will recover soon."

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief.Mother Leng patted her chest excitedly, feeling terrified.

Qingting's eyes became hot, his feet felt weak, and he almost fell down. It's great, he's fine, he's alive and well, is there any better news than that?

She pushed the door open and walked in worriedly, and saw Leng Qirui lying quietly on the bed with her eyes closed tightly, her head wrapped in white gauze, faintly blood oozing.

Her trembling hands gently caressed his face, tears welled up in her eyes, and she felt grateful for having found it again.

She bent down, and a light kiss fell on the gauze, and two hot tears rolled down her forehead, leaving a puddle of water.

Standing at the door, Leng's mother looked at this scene with a very complicated expression, her brows were furrowed, and she was tangled up.

Qingting didn't know anything about this, and she was all focused on Leng Qirui. Seeing that it was late, she persuaded Leng's mother to go home and rest, and stayed quietly in the hospital all night, refusing to leave no matter what.

Only by his side can she feel at ease.

The slender jade hand held his big hand tightly all the time, not letting go for a moment.

Looking at the handsome face on the hospital bed, she stayed up all night, staring at it obsessively, countless thoughts turned in her mind.

A ray of morning light brightened the sky, the sky brightened up little by little, and the bright light came in through the curtains, bringing warmth to the room.

Another new day, hope in the world!

The person on the bed quietly opened his eyes, showing a faint smile, "Tingting."

Although the voice was weak, it was full of vitality, like the summer sun shining into the dark atrium of Qingting, the spirit was shocked and wept with joy. "It's so good that you're finally awake, it scares the hell out of me."

"Fool, wherever you are, I will always be with you."

Ever since Leng Qirui woke up, Qingting has been by his side, doing everything neatly, serving tea and water, and taking care of patients.

As for the patient, he pestered her all day long, not allowing her to leave his sight, and was extremely clingy.

It might be frightened, or it might be fear.

After observing for a few days, he finally couldn't bear the smell of disinfection in the hospital, and he was discharged from the hospital arguing.

Qingting followed behind him and kept busy, satisfying his various requests, and she enjoyed it.

Being able to stay together like this is a kind of happiness in itself.

Leng Qirui has a video conference to be held, and Qingting is busy in the kitchen, carefully cooking old hen ginseng soup.