"Why don't you come to see me, why-" Bai Jian's head was covered with bandages, only a pair of slender single eyelids were exposed, and he looked at the door of the ward from time to time-"Uh-"

A red luxury car screamed and stopped outside the gate of the hospital, and a woman with a pretty face got out of the car, she wore a black bun, a yellow shoulder on her shoulders, a black leather jacket and pants, and a yellow bag・・・・・・ "Xiao Jian, where is Xiao Jian-"

High heels "Oooo・・・・・・oooo

Tapping on the woman's heart, she hurried to the hospital lobby・・・・・・ "Isn't this the popular classical star Yan Qingqian-"

"She's better than she looks on TV—"

"How did she come to the hospital・・・・・・"

Hearing everyone's discussion, Qing Qian hurriedly took out a pair of sunglasses, hung them in his ears, and walked faster with his head buried・・・・・・ several men accompanying him were carrying two suitcases, and when they saw the crowd gradually gathering, they quickly stretched out their arms and protected Qing Qian in the middle - "Security - security - guard the entrance of the building, and prevent idle people from waiting up." ”

The entourage hurriedly ordered-"Xiaojian-"

The door of the ward was pushed open, and Bai Jian was lying in the bed with his back to the person who pushed the door in—"Xiao Jian, mom is late, mom, how did Xiao Jian become like this-"

A spirited old lady greeted her, Qingqian took off her sunglasses, and saw that her son was tightly wrapped in gauze, and guilt instantly filled Yan Qingqian's heart, she threw herself on the side of the bed, tears welled up in her eyes, "It's all my mother, I didn't take good care of you-" Qingqian, Xiaojian didn't hurt his muscles and bones, don't be too anxious. The old lady brought a chair next to her and stuffed it under her daughter's buttocks, "Son, sit down and rest." "Y-do you remember that I was your son?" Bai Jian turned around with great effort, but accidentally touched the wound, and the pain was so painful that "Oops," I was hospitalized for almost a day, so you remembered to come and see me-"

"Xiaojian, don't move, where else do you hurt, don't worry, this time my mother won't leave, and my mother will accompany you to the hospital."

"Really?"

When Bai Jian heard this, he was overjoyed, and his tone slowed down a lot, "Mom, actually, I just want you not to work so hard." ”

"Xiao Jian, good boy, my mother knows, my Xiao Jian is the most sensible, you see - these are the Korean dishes that your mother brought back from Korea, your favorite Korean food, and Korean costumes."

Yan Qingqian said, and instructed the assistant to take the two suitcases behind him and open them, "Xiao Liu, take out the food and take the clothes back to the car." ”

"Yes, miss."

Xiao Liu closed a suitcase and walked to the door with it・・・・・・ "How is it, Xiao Jian, do you like it or not?" ”

"Thank you, Mom, actually—"

Bai Jian paused, with a pair of clear eyes, looking shallow, "As long as my mother is by my side, I can do anything." ”

"My little jian has grown up."

Qingqian took out a wet tissue and wiped a handful of tears, "Sue sù mother, where else does it hurt, mother will rub it for you-"

"Xiao Jian only had a skin injury, his body was flexible, and the motorcycle fell far away, but the others jumped down entirely."

The old lady leaned on the edge of the bed and looked at her daughter and grandson lovingly-"Xiaojian, don't play motorcycles anymore in the future." ”

Qing Qian wiped away a handful of tears, raised his hand and lifted the quilt up, "

Did you hurt your face・・・・・・"

Miss, the little master's classmates have come to see him.

”

Someone outside the door came in to report - "Classmate?

Let them in—"

Bai Jian hurriedly said-"Bai Jian-"

"White—how did you become—mummy?

”

A male classmate smiled and said, "Liu Ye, Dink, you two villains, Daiyu Xianxian, Sisi, Teacher Zhao, are also here."

”

Bai Jian was a little excited, "Mom, this is my homeroom teacher."

”

"Hello, Mr. Zhao—"

Yan Qingqian stood up, stretched out his slender fingers, his eyelashes were slightly curled, and stared at Zhao Yizhuo - "I didn't expect the teacher to be so young and handsome, if he looked like this, he would definitely become popular."

”

"You're smiling.

”

Zhao Yizhuo nodded politely, and only lightly touched Qingqian's fingertips - "She is the ・・・・・・ that has been very popular recently."

Xian Xian looked at Qing Qian from the moment she entered the door, and at this moment, she excitedly echoed in Daiyu's ear・・・・・・ Yan Qingqian!

Daiyu stared at the face across from her - is there really such a similar person in this world?

Mother, are you here too?