Bend yourself and the great God HE

Chapter 110 Restless

Ye Zhimei heard from Qiao Yun that he came to City B to find a male friend named Mo Ran.

This is the one in front of me.

Ye Zhimei looked at him a few more times, "Well, Qiao Yun, what did the doctor say."

"The dangerous period has passed." Mo Ran answered truthfully.

In order to prevent the other party from worrying, he kept Qiao Yun lying in the intensive care unit for three days, and was not transferred to the general ward until this morning.

Ye Zhimei still wanted to ask some more questions, so Lu Xiaoman hurried over with the doctor.

"It's this aunt who just fainted."

The doctor hurried over to see her.

Ye Zhimei waved her hand, indicating that the doctor was fine, stood up and asked, "Doctor, how is my son, when will he wake up?"

Holding a stethoscope, the doctor saw that Ye Zhimei was in good condition, but he was a little excited.

"Ma'am, calm down first. This patient is fine. When he will wake up depends on his own will."

"Then can he be transferred?" Ye Zhimei asked.

The doctor shook his head: "I don't recommend it, the patient just got serious this morning—"

"Cough." Mo Ran coughed and interrupted the doctor.

"Qiao Yun hasn't woken up yet, Auntie, it's not suitable to be transferred now."

Ye Zhimei frowned.

She still wanted to speak, but a weak "Mom" stunned everyone.

Mo Ran was the first to react, "Doctor, he's awake, take a look at him."

Qiao Yun hasn't opened his eyes yet, but his mouth is moving.

The doctor came back to his senses and hurried to check Qiao Yun's physical condition.

Ye Zhimei followed and turned her head.

If Qiao Yun wakes up, she will take Qiao Yun back to City C to receive better medical treatment.

But after the examination, the doctor put away the equipment and said, "The patient still has a mild concussion. My suggestion is not to transfer him to another hospital."

"Doctor, other than that, what about his other injuries?" Mo Ran hurriedly asked.

The doctor smiled: "Please rest assured, the patient is fine, and he can be discharged from the hospital after a few days of recuperation."

Immediately, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, thank you doctor." Mo Ran didn't know whether he was crying or laughing, he didn't know how to put his hands anymore, except for his mouth trembling, he was so grateful that he sent the doctor away.

The moment he walked out of the ward, Mo Ran suddenly felt his back go soft, and he leaned against the wall.

Finally, with trembling hands folded on his chest, he cried, laughed and cried, and finally covered his face and knelt down along the wall.

Thank you, thank you, thank you—

In the ward, Qiao Yun woke up and opened his eyes, and saw his mother who was crying or laughing.

"Mom, I'm fine." With a smile on his pale lips, Qiao Yun weakly raised his hand, and wiped Ye Zhimei's tears with his bandaged hand, "Don't cry, it doesn't look good when you cry with makeup."

"My God, you finally woke up." Ye Zhimei couldn't stop crying, "You scared my mother to death, do you know that?"

"I know, I was wrong." Qiao Yun didn't have the strength to support his raised hand, so it softened, and he pulled Ye Zhimei's sleeve again, "Mom, I don't want to be transferred, I'm not well yet."

Ye Zhimei felt distressed immediately.

In fact, Qiao Yun woke up very early, as early as when Mo Ran took his hand and rubbed his face.

Qiao Yun just didn't have the energy to speak.

Later, when his mother called, Qiao Yun knew he couldn't hide it.

That's right, his idea at the time was to let his mother meet Mo Ran.

It wasn't until he heard his mother asking him to transfer to another hospital that Qiao Yun struggled to open his mouth.

"Okay, okay, if you don't transfer, don't transfer." Ye Zhimei echoed softly, "It's not good, we won't transfer. I'll call your dad in a while. These days, I'll stay in City B to take care of you."

"Mom." Qiao Yun said, "You don't have to stay here just to take care of me."

"What are you talking about, silly son, you are already in the hospital, and I, as a mother, can let go of it?" Ye Zhimei raised her voice a notch, and when she saw her son's weakness, she softened again, "Mom, that's not what Mom meant. Don’t worry about asking a nurse to take care of mom, and Sister Wang is not here, so if mom stays, what will you do in the hospital alone.”

"I'm not alone." Qiao Yun opened and closed his lips calmly, "I still have Mo Ran."

Ye Zhimei was startled.