Chapter 112

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While going through the discharge procedures, An Yeran saw Uncle Su next door.
Uncle Su had a sad face. When he saw An Yeran, he smiled weakly, "Xiaoran is awake?"

An Yeran nodded, "Hello uncle, what's wrong with you?"

Uncle Su said, "Alas, our Sophie is still in a coma."

An Yeran has always had a question: "Why did she fall into a coma?"

"Sophie came to see you on the day you were admitted to the hospital, and she was hit on the head by a vase that fell from the window and ended up in the hospital."

An Yeran: “…I’m sorry.” This is so unlucky.

So it seems he has something to do with her.

It seems that it was at that point in time that Sophie was bound by S12, and when she was about to travel through time, her soul was sucked into the time tunnel again.

"It's none of your business. Xiaoran just woke up. When we get back, ask Brother An to make you something delicious to nourish your body."

"Okay, don't worry, Uncle Su." An Yeran took a chocolate bar given by the nurse and ate it. "I almost drowned and survived. Sophie must be fine. She should wake up in a few days. Believe me."

After all, that guy would definitely not be willing to part with the hundreds of 2D pictures of handsome guys collected in his room.

Uncle Su curled his lips, nodded, and continued to stay in the ward next door.

*
The Chinese Martial Arts School has started decorating its doors with lights and decorations again these past two days.

The reason was simple: the senior sister who was hospitalized finally woke up.

So the gangsters in the alley, who had not been happy for a few days, returned to their previous miserable lives.

An Yeran came back with an even more volatile temper. He beat people without holding back, causing them to not dare to hang around in the alley for more than ten days.

"Brother, I'm thirsty." An Yeran was lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, with a chocolate bar in his mouth, and kicked his brother's back with his bare feet.

An Yewen was sitting next to her, peeling an orange and eating it.

"What does your thirst have to do with me?" An Yewen raised his eyebrows.

An Yeran looked disappointed and said, "Please pour me some water."

An Yewen was full of disgust: "No hands or feet? Go by yourself!"

"I'm a patient. I just got out of the hospital, okay?!"

The young man sneered, "Yeah, the patient who just got out of the hospital beat up the thugs downstairs and made them cry for their parents."

An Yeran: “…”

Damn brother!
If it was Xiao Xiu and Xiao Mo, they would have gone without saying anything! !

In the end, it was her father who brought her a glass of water.

Father An patted An Yewen's shoulder. The boy understood and immediately gave him a seat.

"Xiaoran, how is your health now?" asked Father An.

An Yeran finished drinking the water, put the cup on the table, and continued playing with his phone. "I'm almost well now."

Father An said, "You don't seem to be in a good mood these past two days."

An Yeran was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips and said, "I'm fine."

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