After what happened just now, the two nannies did not disappoint her. They dressed the two children very skillfully, and the children did not cry at all. It was obvious that they were experienced in taking care of children for many years.

While observing the two nannies, Yan Mo also packed up the things the little guy needed. The child had only been back to the Yan family for a few days, so naturally he didn't need many things. She didn't go to the Si family to get other things. In this day and age, as long as you bring enough money, you don't have to worry about anything. She planned to wait outside and buy whatever she needed, which would be convenient.

Afterwards, the group went downstairs and had breakfast in the restaurant. After breakfast, they confirmed again and again that there was no big problem. Under the reluctant gazes of Mu Wanyue and Yan Ming, Yan Mo took the children and Yan Jing into her Maybach. The two cars, one red and one white, left the Yan family and headed for Guanghua Temple.

West China Hospital.

After resting and conditioning last night, Si Ze felt a little better than yesterday. Today, he could basically move his head. He looked at Wu Haishen who was standing beside the bed.

"It takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. Your injury has hit the root, so it will take some time to recover." Wu Haishen explained patiently.

Si Ze closed his eyes to show that he understood.

"Mr. Si, there's a notice from the dean that all your indicators are normal now and you've woken up. We can transfer you from the intensive care unit to the ward later." Wu Haishen said about the notice he had just received.

"And your parents have gone home, they should be here soon..."

“…”

Si Ze continued to listen patiently, but after listening for a while, he didn't hear what he wanted to hear. He slowly opened his eyes, and before Wu Haishen could finish his words, the inquiring look from last night appeared in his eyes again, making Wu Haishen feel flustered.

Yesterday he didn't know the situation, so he could tell Si Ze that his wife would come to see him today. But now Wu Haishen knows that their divorce has been announced in the media, and his wife will not come today at all. Maybe she will not come in the future, and even if she does, she may not be able to come in.

Ask him to tell the truth now? No, a critically ill patient like Si Ze cannot be provoked at all. Ask him to continue what he said last night? No, he can't say it either. That would be no different from lying. He can't do it.

Fortunately, when Wu Haishen was struggling, the door of the intensive care unit was opened, and the dean walked in with a group of doctors. Wu Haishen retreated behind them without a trace.

"Mr. Si, are you feeling uncomfortable right now?" the dean asked softly with a smile on his face.

Si Ze frowned and did not answer the dean's words, but looked at Wu Haishen who was behind the doctors.

The dean did not get an answer, but he did not get angry. Adhering to his usual professional ethics, he began to explain the next treatment arrangements for Si Ze.

Si Ze was really annoyed by all these words, and finally nodded slightly.

At the same time, a group of nurses came in from outside, and then followed by doctors to transfer Si Ze out of the intensive care unit. During this process, the dean and Wu Haishen came to the door.

Wu Haishen glanced at the dean standing in front of him, and recalled the look Si Ze had just given him. After a moment of contemplation, he spoke:

"Dean, can I ask you for two days' leave? I have some personal matters to attend to."

Hearing this, the dean turned around and looked at Wu Haishen behind him. Seeing that Wu Haishen's face was slightly pale due to his night shift last night, he reached out without hesitation and patted Wu Haishen on the shoulder:

"Okay, you've worked hard these past few days. You've done a great job for the hospital. I'll let you rest for these two days, not take leave. Go relax!"

"Thank you, Dean." Wu Haishen expressed gratitude.

Afterwards, he turned around to look at the intensive care unit, and ran out of the top floor as if escaping, and left the hospital without stopping, so fast that it seemed as if someone was chasing him.

By the time Si Ze was transferred to the VIP single room, there was no trace of Wu Haishen.

"Wu...Hai Shen?"

This was the first sentence Si Ze said when he woke up. Although his voice was dry and hoarse, it was still clear.

The dean looked at Si Ze with surprise. Si Ze had just settled down in bed. Since waking up last night, Si Ze had not said a word. He thought Si Ze was still unable to speak. It was really a surprise for them!

"Doctor Wu just asked for leave from me. I will arrange for another professional doctor to take care of you in the next few days." The dean explained with a smile.

Ask for leave?

This result made Si Ze frown slightly. Although he had just woken up, his brain was not broken. Si Ze had just noticed that Wu Haishen was intentionally or unintentionally avoiding his questions, and now he asked for leave again. The purpose of asking for leave was self-evident.

Si Ze immediately had a guess in his mind that what Wu Haishen said last night about Miss Mo coming to see him today was also a lie.

What on earth had happened? Si Ze felt vaguely uneasy. He looked towards the dean, then cast his gaze towards the door, hoping that a family member would come and give him an explanation.

Fortunately, within a few minutes, Tang Ping walked into the ward from the door carrying a thermos cup and Si Jiawei carrying two large packages.

As soon as they stepped into the ward, they saw Si Ze looking at them with wide eyes.

"Son, you finally woke up. I wasn't dreaming, was I?" Tang Ping was pleasantly surprised. She quickly walked to the bedside and looked at her son who had already woken up. She immediately placed the thermos cup in front of the bedside table, clasped her hands together, and knelt down to the air.

"Thank God, thank you for letting my son wake up. This is not a dream." His face was filled with uncontrollable joy.

Si Jiawei also followed Tang Ping closely, walked to the bedside, and laughed happily:

"My son is awake." As he said this, he began to dance with joy and wanted to pat his son's shoulder on the bed. He realized that his son was not the same as usual. He was still wrapped in gauze and lying on the hospital bed.

He quickly and cheerfully withdrew his hand: "Zer, Dad had forgotten about it. You just woke up."

"You've been unconscious for so long." Si Jiawei happily nudged Tang Ping, who was beside him and was overjoyed, and reminded her:

"Your mother made your favorite wild crucian carp soup overnight. Drink some while it's hot."

"Yes, I had forgotten about this." After her husband reminded her, Tang Ping remembered this and hurriedly went to pour the fish soup on the bedside table with a smile on her face.

Compared to the two of them who were all smiling and overjoyed, Si Ze had a cold expression on his face throughout the whole process, looking at his parents coldly.

"Wait a moment." Si Ze ordered hoarsely.

Hearing their son's voice, the two were delighted and turned to look at their son. After taking a closer look, they found that Si Ze's expression seemed a little wrong. They looked at each other and their hearts skipped a beat.

"Son, what's wrong with you? Just tell me what's going on! Don't be so serious."

Si Jiawei dusted off his hands and said with a smile.

Si Ze didn't say why, but repeated what he had just said with difficulty:

"Mom and Dad, please stop what you are doing."