Chatper 1330 (1/2)

"Ah? What can I do? I'm fine." Yan Yinuo shook his head lonely.

For such a small child, more than half of his life would have been lost in such a fall, right? Otherwise, why would Xu Zijin rush back to the United States overnight?

"You must be hiding something from me. You don't seem to be okay with your distraught appearance." Xu Lijing replied firmly.

The main reason is that Yan Yinuo's performance was too obvious this time, so Xu Lijing had to be suspicious.

The daughter looked so depressed that she didn't believe what Yan Yinuo said was all right.

"Mom, I really didn't..."

Xu Lijing sighed softly, "I feel that you have more and more secrets. If you say you're fine, take it for granted."

This made Yan Yinuo's expression stiffen.

She wanted to explain, but couldn't.

Did he tell his mother that he was worried about the bean sprouts in the United States? And Bean Sprout is her son?

This is impossible.

She hugged Xu Lijing gently, with deep awe and nostalgia.

Xu Lijing is an absolutely qualified mother, strong and great.

Just like her mother, as Bean Sprout's mother, no matter how hard her heart is, she would be terrified when she saw that Dou Sprout was injured, fearing that something might happen to her child.

"Mom, don't think about it, it's just that there are some things at work that distract me." Yan Yinuo suppressed her guilt and explained to her mother.

Xu Lijing nodded lightly and didn't ask any more questions.

And Yan Yinuo, who was in a bad mood, didn't explain too much.

It's already ten o'clock in the morning. I wonder if Xu Zijin has returned to the United States?

The flight in the early morning last night should take another hour or two.

Over there, Xu Zijin's flight had indeed just landed.

His assistant had already driven the car and waited at the airport. As soon as he came back, Xu Zijin went straight to the hospital.

Bean Sprout fell hard this time, his head was broken, and he bled a lot. In addition, he was not yet one year old, which made things even more difficult.

When Xu Zijin arrived at the hospital, the old lady was wiping tears, and Xu Canyang was sitting on the hospital bed holding his crying grandson.

The old ones were crying, and the young ones were crying too, Xu Canyang was very helpless at the moment.

With a "bang", the door of the ward opened, and Xu Zijin, who was dressed in black, was travel-worn, his clothes were wrinkled, and his unshaven chin was full of stubble.

He usually cares a lot about his personal image, but this time, he was really worried.

"Dad, Mom." As soon as Xu Zijin entered the door, he heard his son crying in pain.

In the past, Bean Sprouts cried softly, but this time it was different, the dry method was exactly the same as demolishing a house.

His forehead hurt again, and he felt uncomfortable, so he could only cry.

As for Xu Canyang, he had to pay attention to staring at Bean Sprout's hand all the time, so that Bean Sprout secretly removed the wrapped gauze, making the wound even more serious.

"Zi Jin, why did you come back so soon?" The old lady wiped away her tears, her voice hoarse.

Xu Zijin didn't answer this question, his dark eyes only looked at his son who was usually lively and energetic, but now Bean Sprout was so out of breath from crying that he didn't even have time to take care of his favorite father.

"How about the bean sprouts? How did you fall? What did the doctor say?" If the child was a few years old, he could use a manly request to order his son not to cry for the time being.