Chatper 732 (1/2)

The next day was Qin Zixi's third birthday, which happened to be another Saturday.

An Xia got up early in the morning, went to order a birthday cake for Qin Zixi, and then called Nanchuan.

"I ordered a cake. I don't go to work today, and I have other things to buy. You can make a list for me. Anyway, I don't go to work today. I have nothing to do. I just have time to buy."

Although Qin Muchen started to deal with the business affairs of LK Group, he just stayed in the hospital to deal with it. The documents and materials needed were all sent to the hospital by Nanchuan. He was indeed a bit busy.

An Xia's phone call was undoubtedly timely.

He was not polite either, and said, "Then I'll make a list and send it to you, please."

"okay."

An Xia soon received the list from Nanchuan, and she bought everything on the list according to the list. It was already one or two o'clock in the afternoon.

After eating something in a hurry, I took those things to the hospital.

It took her a lot of effort to bring all those things to Su Ziyue's ward.

On Qin Zixi's birthday, everyone just wanted to live in peace.

And Mo Xiyi said that Su Ziyue's body has almost recovered, and it's only a matter of time before he wakes up, and he needs to be stimulated a bit more, so An Xia and Nanchuan plan to come to the hospital to celebrate Qin Zixi's well. Don't worry about disturbing Su Ziyue's rest.

There is no shortage of anything in the VIP ward, and Qin Muchen often cooks here, but he doesn't know how to buy vegetables.

What An Xia bought was ingredients for dinner, fruit snacks and the like.

Qin Zixi knew An Xia very well, and when he opened the door and saw that it was An Xia, he obediently wanted to help her carry things.

An Xia gave Qin Zixi a lighter bag.

He was holding something in one hand and tugging at An Xia's sleeve with the other: "Dad, Aunt An is here!"

Qin Muchen came out from inside, nodded to An Xia, reached out to take the things in her hand, and said in a flat voice, "Thank you."

Although Qin Muchen seemed to have a much better temper now, his aura was still there. Although An Xia was not as afraid of him as before, she was still a little apprehensive in front of him.

She shook her head quickly: "It's not hard, it's not too heavy, I'll carry it myself, anyway, it's you who cooks, so you work harder."

Qin Muchen glanced at her, his eyes were extremely calm.

An Xia was inexplicable, but was awed by Qin Muchen's eyes. She put the thing in her hand on the ground and wiped the sweat from her forehead: "Hehe, it's a bit heavy."

Qin Mushen was talking to her, and went into the kitchen with his things.

An Xia washed her hands, sat in front of Su Ziyue's hospital bed, and couldn't help pinching Su Ziyue's nose.

"Little lazy pig, the quilts have been replaced by air-conditioning quilts, and you still haven't woken up. Do you want to become a woman who has slept for four seasons?"

Suddenly, An Xia's hand pinching Su Ziyue's nose froze.

Just now... Did she have hallucinations?

Why did she feel Su Ziyue's brows wrinkled?

She turned around and shouted, "Zixi, come here, Zixi!"

Qin Zixi was in the kitchen curiously helping Qin Mushen pick out the shrimp thread. Of course, he didn't finish any of them.

Hearing An Xia calling him, he ran out on short legs.

An Xia picked him up and put him on the bed: "Zixi, watch, I'll pinch your mother's nose, look at you. Mom's eyebrows are not moving."

Qin Zixi blinked, and nodded half-understood: "Yeah!"

An Xia was so nervous that she was afraid that she might be hallucinating.

She gritted her teeth and reached out to pinch Su Ziyue's nose, but this time, she was a little stronger.

The next moment, Qin Zixi yelled, "It's moving! Mom's eyebrows are moving."

Before An Xia could react, Qin Zixi jumped off the bed and ran towards the kitchen.

He shouted as he ran, "Dad! Mom's eyebrows moved!"

When Qin Muchen heard Qin Zixi's voice, he didn't even have time to take off his gloves, so he grabbed his small shoulders and asked him, "What did you say?"

"Aunt An pinched my mother's nose just now, and my mother's eyebrows moved."

Three-year-old children can already accurately describe simple things in language.

Qin Mu took three steps in parallel, and quickly walked to Su Ziyue's ward, only to see An Xia staring blankly at Su Ziyue.

He glanced at the bed, looked away, and looked at An Xia: "What's going on? Zixi said her eyebrows moved?"

An Xia blinked her eyes, a little nervous: "Yes, Zixi shouldn't be hallucinating, right?"