Yi Tian's mother has been a little uneasy since she heard Jian Ning's words last time. Later, she still couldn't help someone to ask. Heard that Yi Tian was now in the hospital every day, and she was even more disturbed.
She went to Yi Haizhao and said that he didn't take it to heart at first. After all, it was very reasonable to take care of him and visit, for Yi Tian to suffer such a serious injury. It was not until later that the family arranged several parties for Yi Tian to meet with some of the ladies from government offices and businesses. He shirk it for various reasons, and finally Yi Haizhao became dissatisfied.
When he ate at night, he called Yi Tian back, and he didn't ask Yi Tian if he had any other arrangements. He directly said, "Father Gao will bring his granddaughter to the house tomorrow. You will come back soon."
Yi Tian's action of picking vegetables paused. "The company will have a meeting tomorrow and may not be able to catch up."
Yi Haizhao sank in his heart, and Yi Tian was unwilling to do even the appearance of perfunctory. He didn't get angry either. He looked at Yi Tian calmly and said nothing.
Yi Tian thought that there would be a scolding, and even prepared for today's showdown. No matter how easy it was, Yi Haizhao stopped talking and didn't mean to ask any more.
Yi Tian frowned and felt a little uneasy.
After eating, Yi Tian took the black chicken soup cooked by the chef at home and told his parents that he'll leave for the hospital.
Yi Tian's mother looked at his back, thinking that the first thing he would do when he came back was to instruct the chef to cook soup. She stared a few times uneasily, and her heart became more suspicious. Yi Tian is so big that she hasn't seen anyone so attached to him.
She turned to look at Yi Haizhao next to her, frowning unhappily, "You still don't care"
Yi Haizhao put down the tableware and wiped his hands with a towel. Then he picked up his mobile phone and called Secretary Jiang.
When Yi Tian arrived at the hospital, Mu Ran was walking around the small garden of the hospital.
He used to simply walk around the room and the hospital's promenade. Now nearly two months have passed, and he is mostly in good health. The doctor also suggested that he go out and breathe in fresh air, so that the body can adapt to recovery as soon as possible.
Although he was wearing a coat, it was dark now, and the evening breeze was a bit cold. Yi Tian felt his hands and face uneasily and tried the temperature. He said unhappily, "Why are you still outside now?"
Mu Ran smiled, a little embarrassed, "I ate a little bit, go out and digest." In fact, he has been lying for a long time, and finally managed to come out and walk around, so he doesn't want to be stuffed in the ward anymore.
Yi Tian frowned, took him to sit on a wooden chair beside the garden, "Don't take a walk immediately after eating."
Mu Ran softly explained, "It took me half an hour to come out."
Yi Tian nodded and pulled Mu Ran's jacket closer. "Brought the soup from home and drink up a half bowl."
There was some Angelica radish Baij in the black chicken soup, and Mu Ran was frail and weak. Drinking it could replenish qi and blood.
Mu Ran was worried. He didn't know how much soup he drank since he was ill. He wondered if all the soup he could drink in this world had been drunk by him. But he also knew that Yi Tian was for his good, so he nodded and promised.
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RomanceIf there really is a God, if there really is an afterlife; Please, give me a home. - Mu Ran I don't Own the Picture or the Story. For Offline Purpose.