The sweet wife of the rich and wealthy: good night, sir

Xia Ying replied, "But I can't sleep." She was always worried about Ye Han, worried that something would happen if he lay alone in that place?Also, if he wakes up, will the nurse find out right away?

These questions have been lingering in her mind, as long as she closes her eyes, all she thinks about is him.

Zhou Ping wondered, "But it's really too late now." She had already supported her when she spoke, but seeing how thin she was wearing, she said again, "Princess, you are still injured, should my subordinate help you back? "

"But..." Xia Ying just wanted to take a look, even just one look!

Mousse knew that she was worried about Ye Han, this feeling was the same as Ye Han's nervousness towards her every time she was injured or sick.

He said, "Ma'am, don't worry. There are nurses on duty in the ward. Your Highness will be fine."

Zhou Ping continued to persuade, "Yes, even if you want to go, let's wait until dawn!"

Xia Ying pursed her lips, her brows were still furrowed, it seemed that she would not see Yehan tonight.

Seeing her downcast expression, Mousse couldn't bear to pause, and asked, "Madam, can I rest in peace as long as I see His Highness?"

Xia Ying nodded and said, "Yes, I just want to see him." Then she asked, "Do you have a solution?"

Mousse nodded, then took out his cell phone and made a call.

Both Zhou Ping and Xia Ying looked at him, thinking that he was looking for Fang Heng or the leader of the hospital to open the door for her.

The beep sounded for a while before the other party answered, and Mousse said, "Turn on the call video!"

The other party responded, and then clicked on the video.

Soon Xia Ying saw the outside of the intensive care unit, and it turned out that he had called the nurse on duty tonight.

"Ma'am." Mousse handed her the phone again.

When Xia Ying took it, her pupils were shaking slightly, and she said in a low voice, "Can you point the picture inside?"

The nurse responded, and then pointed the camera at the glass window.

Xia Ying finally saw Yehan again, he was still lying there quietly like in the daytime, only the beeping of instruments around him.

She stared at the picture for a long time, and tears came out when she watched it.

Her vision blurred, she raised her hand to wipe it off, but was soon blurred by the mist again.

Mu Si and Zhou Ping stood aside and watched, both of them were very sad, but they didn't know how to comfort her.

After almost half an hour, Xia Ying said softly, "It's ok, thank you..." and hung up the phone.

When Mousse took the phone, he took another deep look at her, "Ma'am, are you alright?"

Xia Ying shook her head, forced a smile, and said, "I'm fine..."

Zhou Ping's eyes were also red, she knew that she was just suppressing her inner emotions now, once something happened to Ye Han, her so-called strength would also collapse.

"Go in, princess!" she said.

Xia Ying nodded, pulled out her arm and said, "I can go in by myself, good night."

Mu Si and Zhou Ping stood at the door and watched her turn and enter the ward. Their expressions and moods were the same. They were heavy and uncomfortable. They wanted to help her, but they didn't know how to help her...

And Xia Ying, who returned to the ward, still couldn't fall asleep. After lying down, she glanced at her son beside her, feeling anxious in her heart.

if!If he really couldn't make it through, she didn't think she would have the courage to make it through alone!