Daddy, Delivery of Mommy Has Arrived!

Thinking that he might never see their mother and son again in his life, Lin Xilu couldn't help but feel terrible pain.

It hurts more than the wound on his chest.

Just when he was full of misery, the door of the ward was suddenly opened from the outside.

A familiar figure walked in from outside, saw him awake, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Are you awake? Does it hurt? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Lin Xilu fixedly looked at her without saying a word.

For fear that what he saw in front of him was nothing but an illusion, the person in front of him would disappear as soon as he made a sound.

Seeing that he was just staring at her and couldn't speak, An Siqing thought that something was wrong with him, and instantly became even more impatient.

"Why don't you speak? Does it hurt? I'll call a doctor now."

Having said that, he turned and walked toward the door.

But Lin Xilu got up busy, stretched out his hand and grabbed her.

During the action, he pulled the wound on his chest and couldn't help but breathe in a cold breath.

An Siqing turned back to the bed hurriedly, stretched out her hand to help him lie down, "Don't move, your chest injury is not healed, the doctor said it will take at least half a month for your wound to heal."

Lin Xilu firmly grasped her hand backhand and looked at her unblinkingly.

After she sat down by the bed, she spoke and asked carefully, "You didn't go?"

An Siqing then knew what he was worried about, raised her hand and gently shook his hand, "Well, don't go anymore."

Lin Xilu lowered his eyes and looked at An Siqing holding his hand. After a while, he realized what An Siqing had just said.

What she said was not not leaving, but not leaving.

Does this mean that she will not leave anymore?

Did he really understand it right? He raised his head and asked her carefully, "Then...will you leave in the future?"

Seeing him cautiously, An Siqing couldn't help but sore her nose, smiled and nodded, "Well, I won't go anymore."

Lin Xilu breathed a sigh of relief secretly, but his eyes were still staring straight at her non-stop.

An Siqing was a little embarrassed when he was staring at him, and stood up and said, "I...I'll go to the doctor and come over and check for you."

Lin Xilu pulled her back to the bed with force, looked at her affectionately and said, "I'm fine, you are here, it's my medicine."

An Siqing flew two red clouds on her cheek, lowered her head hurriedly, and whispered, "Nonsense."

Lin Xilu's eyes couldn't help but bring a thick smile.

He just woke up, and he still needs a doctor to check again to determine the condition of the wound.

An Siqing bit her lip, not daring to look at him, leaning forward slightly, raising her hand to press the pager on the bedside.

It's just that the distance between the pager is a bit far away, she sits on the side of the bed, and she can't reach it.

The body could only lean forward again, but as a result, the center of gravity became unstable, and the body was planted straight into Lin Xilu's arms.

"Well" Lin Xilu couldn't help groaning.

An Siqing was taken aback and got up hurriedly, wanting to check the wound on his body.

However, Lin Xilu raised his hand to hold her directly, and took the opportunity to hold the person tightly in his arms, and muttered, "Don't move."

An Siqing was afraid that she would accidentally touch his wound again, and her body froze in the distance and did not dare to move again.

A little soft and warm temperature lightly fell on her forehead, An Siqing couldn't help but tremble, and took a slight breath, finally avoiding the wound on his chest, and gently leaning against his arms.