Xiao Qishan held He Zhuoru's hand and kept talking.
Jiang Ciyou had never heard him talk so much before.
I felt very sad for a while.
"dad……"
Jiang Ciyou cried out.
Xiao Qishan turned around and was stunned.
Jiang Ciyou saw tears in his eyes.
Xiao Qishan stood up: "Talk to your mother, she probably wants to hear your voice the most."
After saying that, Xiao Qishan turned around, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then went out.
Jiang Ciyou sat down in the seat where Xiao Qishan had just sat.
"Mom, I'm here to see you."
Jiang Ciyou looked at He Zhuoru lying on the bed.
Apart from the breathing mask she wore, she looked the same as usual.
It's like falling asleep.
"You were my childhood idol. I never thought you would be my biological mother. Ever since I knew you were my mom, I've rarely called you that. It's not because I have any grudges, but because I'm just too happy. I feel like God has been so kind to me that I can't believe it. I'm afraid that after I'm too happy, I'll be suddenly brought back to reality."
Jiang Ciyou's voice choked with sobs: "I didn't expect it to be like this. Fate always hits me hard when I feel the happiest."
Jiang Ciyou held He Zhuoru's hand and said, "Mom, don't leave me. I want to live with you. I want to help the children in the orphanage with you. I want to go to Africa with you to build schools..."
Jiang Ciyou bent down and put his cheek on the back of He Zhuoru's hand.
“Mom…Mom…Mom…”
Jiang Ciyou kept shouting.
The voice was very soft and gentle, as if he was afraid of waking her up.
It also sounds like a young child constantly calling out.
Even though there are so many people, they are far apart from each other, even though they have never lived together.
But He Zhuoru had a profound influence on her destiny; they had met when they were five years old.
Jiang Ciyou felt that this was the arrangement of fate.
But since God has returned her mother to her.
Why do you want to take it away cruelly?
Jiang Ciyou's tears dripped onto He Zhuoru's hands.
Suddenly she felt a hand touching her face.
Jiang Ciyou was shocked and quickly raised his head.
Then I saw that He Zhuoru had opened her eyes.
He Zhuoru actually smiled at her: "I was just joking with you. I'm very strong and I won't die."
Jiang Ciyou was surprised and delighted to see that He Zhuoru could actually speak.
But the tears still fell: "Mom..."
He Zhuoru was also somewhat moved: "Xiaoyou, I promise you, I will never abandon you again. I will live a long life and will never let you be without support in this world."
Jiang Ciyou nodded vigorously with blurred eyes.
Soon the doctors came over.
After the examination, they also said it was a miracle.
But no one dares to take it lightly.
After repeated checks, I finally breathed a sigh of relief when I was sure that everything was fine for the time being.
He Zhuoru was also transferred to the general ward.
Although everyone appeared happy on the surface, they were still very depressed on the inside.
According to the doctor, this was just luck and God’s blessing.
He had been to the gates of hell and came back safe and sound.
But if there is a next time, I probably won’t be so lucky.
Xiao Qishan tells He Zhuoru every day what to pay attention to during her future recuperation.
For example, eating a light diet, not drinking alcohol, not having extreme mood swings, etc.
Even Jiang Ciyou's ears have calluses from listening so much.
But hey, he's fine now.
Half a month later, He Zhuoru was finally discharged from the hospital.
Bo Jinxiu has been very busy during this period, and has also helped contact domestic and foreign authorities.
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