C220 (2/2)

That night, Xiao Menghan sat beside the bed for the entire night.

He listened to the occasional mumble of her voice, the sound that tugged at her heart, the sound of her calling her name, her son's name, the damp pillow, her trembling body.

Xiao Meng Han knew that the sober Jing Xiaoxiao during the day was a naive and mischievous child. The pain of being buried by her at night would appear, and he would tighten her neck and her breathing, making her wish she were dead.

”Lil 'Ran, don't be afraid. I am here, I am here the entire time. Even if our world were to collapse, I would raise up a whole world for you and our son.”

His teary face gently rubbed against the pillow, and finally fell into Xiao Meng Han's hand.

His hand was covered with her tears, which were like a burning fireball, burning in his heart.

Closing her eyes, the corners of Xiao Meng Han's lips trembled. She knew that when she woke up tomorrow, it would be the same person who only knew how to whisper.

Only at night could he slowly approach her, close to her body, close to her heart.

However, how long could such intimacy last? If she really did ask him one day to find Xuan Peng and meet him, how would he answer her?

Xiao Meng Han had an answer to this question the next day.

However, the answer was so bitter that he could not say a single word.

She had told Xiao Meng Han that she had been obediently staying here the entire time because she knew that Xuan Peng would come and take her away, and before Xuan Peng arrived, she would wait for him.

When Mo Xiaoxiao told Dr. Miao, she was very proud of it. She said that it was a secret and Xuan Peng would not let anyone bully her.

Doctor Miao understood the meaning behind Xiao Yan's words. This was a child's way of thinking, so Xiao Yan's illness had worsened.

Regardless of whether it was his tone or thoughts, he did not approach the adult by even a little. Doctor Miao was worried.

Xiao Meng Han didn't say a single word after hearing Doctor Miao's words. She just stood by the window and looked at Jing Xiaoxiao, who was playing with the water in the courtyard with Sima Yun Shu.

That figure didn't move an inch. Doctor Miao looked at Xiao Menghan's cold and sharp face and actually admired and admired Xiao Menghan. If it was his own grandson, he would have rushed out long ago and messed everything up. He definitely wouldn't be able to stand up to Xiao Menghan.

Doctor Miao went into the kitchen, where the mute chef was currently studying the recipe. Eating meat would not cause much harm to Mo Xiaoxiao.

From some of Mute Chef's actions, Dr. Miao saw something unique to military personnel. Whether it was their sitting posture or their serious expression, what they saw was not a recipe, but rather a strategy for war.

As soon as Doctor Miao approached the kitchen, the mute chef found out.

He raised his head and doubtfully asked Doctor Miao. Then, he walked over to the stove and took out a cup of stew from the pot that had been boiling on the stove. He placed it on the dining table outside.

Chef Mute smiled at Doctor Miao and pointed at Xiao Meng Han. He gestured and told Doctor Miao that Xiao Meng Han had asked him to prepare these for Doctor Miao.

As long as he smelled it, Doctor Miao would know that the price of this bowl of nutritious supplements would not be less than four digits.

Xiao Meng Han was indeed generous. Doctor Miao's health was indeed not too good these days. She was holding on because she was still thinking about her grandson's insomnia. No matter how good the medicine was, it was useless.

Chef Mute pushed the cup towards Doctor Miao and made a gesture of invitation.

Doctor Miao did not push the responsibility and sat down on a chair. Before she could even drink, the door was forcefully pushed open from the outside.