Chatper 727 (1/2)

The night before New Year's Eve, Su Ziyue hadn't woken up yet.

Bai Jingshu and An Xia each moved to their own homes to celebrate New Year's Eve.

And Nanchuan and Nanke were busy with the company and Yuhuang Palace, so they didn't come to the hospital often.

Su Ziyue was lying in the hospital, unable to wake up. This New Year's Eve, many people did not have a good time.

Nanchuan was busy all night, and when he came to the hospital the next morning, he brought Qin Zixi with him.

During this time, they took turns to visit Qin Zixi, but Qin Muchen never went back.

Even his change of clothes was brought by the servants at home for him.

Qin Zixi was not allowed to come before because Su Ziyue's condition was very bad and her face was bruised, and she was afraid of scaring Qin Zixi.

Fortunately, the wound on Su Ziyue's face was not deep, it was just a skin trauma. In nearly a month, the wound had almost healed.

When Nan Chuan went to pick up Qin Zixi and told him that he would take him to meet his parents, Qin Zixi just nodded obediently.

That well-behaved appearance is so sensible that even a big man like Nanchuan feels distressed.

At the hospital, Nan Chuan carried him to the door of the ward: "Go in, Mom and Dad are inside."

After speaking, he opened the door of the ward for Qin Zixi.

Su Ziyue lay quietly on the hospital bed, wearing an oxygen mask, with various tubes inserted into her body, connected to instruments, this posture looked a little scary in the eyes of children.

Qin Zixi only hesitated for a few seconds before walking in.

His body is small, but his steps are very steady.

He walked to the bed, stood on tiptoes and could barely see Su Ziyue's face, but he couldn't see very clearly.

He couldn't help turning his head to look at Nanchuan.

Nan Chuan nodded to him, Qin Zixi seemed to understand the meaning of his nod, went around to the other side, borrowed a stool beside the bed, climbed up to sit on the bed, looked at Su Ziyue for a while, and finally seemed to recognize her Yes, called out: "Mom."

Ever since Qin Zixi entered the door, Qin Muchen didn't even look at him.

Nan Chuan watched anxiously from the side.

If it weren't for the fact that Qin Zixi's small face was carved out of the same mold as Qin Muchen's, he would have suspected that Qin Zixi might not have been Qin Muchen's own.

Otherwise, how could it be so indifferent.

Seeing that Su Ziyue ignored him, Qin Zixi raised his head to look at Qin Muchen, with a hint of doubt in his dark eyes: "Father?"

Why does mother ignore him?

He yelled a few more times, but Su Ziyue didn't respond to him. His mouth narrowed and he couldn't help crying.

"Woo... Mom..."

The little man cried with tears all over his face, but he seemed to be overwhelmed by Qin Muchen's indifferent appearance, and his crying sound was full of forbearance.

At this time, Qin Muchen finally reacted. He glanced at Qin Zixi, then glanced away, as if he didn't see him.

Why do you have to look like him? If only she was like Su Ziyue.

Nan Chuan stood at the door, watching Qin Zixi cry until his nose and eyes were red, while Qin Muchen couldn't help but look serious without even looking at him.

He thought of Bai Yunan's words before.

It happened that Mo Xiyi came to see Su Ziyue. Seeing this situation, he just frowned and walked in.

He hugged Qin Zixi: "Zixi, do you still remember me?"

Qin Zixi's crying became quieter, and he looked at him suspiciously.

"I'm Uncle Mo."

Mo Xiyi touched Qin Zixi's face, but he was not willing to use force, the child's skin was too tender and soft.

Then, he put Qin Zixi into Qin Muchen's arms: "He is the son of you and your wife. If your wife wakes up and sees that you haven't taken good care of him, she will definitely be angry and sad."

What doctors are best at is prescribing the right medicine.