Zhong Yinian looked at the nurse puzzled, why did he think that this person's gaze was a little problematic?

Shrugged uninterestingly, ready to leave.

The nurse noticed her impoliteness and immediately spoke.

"The patients in this ward have already moved to the VIP ward early in the morning."

Zhong Yinian was stunned for a moment and nodded, he didn't expect the dean to be serious.

I heard what the mayor said before, and it was very difficult to wait for the VIP ward.

Even the mayor had to wait a while to arrange it, and they were able to move over here.

Zhong Yinian went upstairs alone according to the nurse's guidance.

Soon, she was in the VIP ward.

Sure enough, the VIP ward is different, there is a separate place to rest, and you can also cook here.

Just like at home, all kinds of equipment are very complete.

At this time, Zhong Yiqiu had already woken up.

I opened my eyes and looked at Zhong Yinian coming from the door.

"Sister?"

Zhong Yiqiu's eyes lit up immediately, and he couldn't believe that Zhong Yinian had come back.

"Yes."

Zhong Yinian really didn't know how to face him, so he could only give a cold sigh, and then put the breakfast he brought over on the table on the side.

"Dad, let's have breakfast."

Zhong Yinian spoke.

Father Zhong, who was sitting on the side, nodded, his eyes were slightly red, which should have been caused by staying up late.

looked around, but didn't see Hang Meimei, and couldn't help but be a little curious.

However, she didn't ask.

Zhong Yiqiu was on a drip, and it had been a long time since he woke up, lying on the bed and looking at Zhong Yinian.

"Sister, why are you back?"

Zhong Yiqiu blinked, afraid that this was just his hallucination.

Zhong Yinian smiled.

"Daddy called me."

She didn't mention Hang Meili, and Zhong Yiqiu didn't mention it either.

For a while, only the sound of the instrument was left in the ward.

Father Zhong did not eat breakfast, but sat still in place, with a sad face.

She wasn't sure if there was anything wrong with Zhong Yiqiu, after all, she heard that he hit his head.

Looking at Father Zhong like this, she was also a little unbearable.

"Xiaoqiu, is there anything uncomfortable about you?"

Zhong Yinian walked to Zhong Yiqiu's hospital bed and looked at his head wrapped in gauze, and his face was bruised.

"No, I'm fine, it doesn't hurt at all."

Zhong Yinian was stunned for a moment, once the anesthetic passed, how could it not hurt.

She looked down at Zhong Yiqiu who was lying there, and a trace of tears flashed in her eyes.

He's all like this, is he still thinking about others?

Unexpectedly, the little boy in the past has really grown up now.

Fortunately, there is a big difference between him and Hang Meimei.

"It's okay if it doesn't hurt, your injury is not serious, as long as you receive good treatment, you can be fine."

Zhong Yiqiu nodded, and then looked at Zhong Yinian.

"Sister, can you tell Dad not to worry, I know he feels sorry for me, but I really don't hurt anymore."

When he woke up today, he saw his father sitting on the side and weeping.

This kind of unprovoked disaster cannot be avoided.

Zhong Yinian was stunned, he didn't expect him to say such a thing, and turned his head to look at Father Zhong who was sitting on the side.

Father Zhong's eyes were even redder, and he didn't expect his son to comfort himself so much.

"Dad, hurry up and eat breakfast, otherwise your body will not be able to bear it."

Father Zhong nodded, did not speak, sat directly at the table, and began to eat breakfast.

The breakfast was yummy, the kind he rarely eats.

Not enough now, there is no taste in the mouth at all.