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

Fang Heng watched them bickering as they came and went. Although they were noisy, the picture was warm and harmonious. If it was normal, everyone would think that they were loving and lingering, which was enviable. But now, he watched and listened He felt sour and bitter in his heart. While feeling sorry for them, he had to cooperate with the two of them in acting, as if they were all fools. They knew that the relaxed atmosphere in front of them was fake, but no one wanted to expose it.

When Fang Heng came, he said, "Both of you go to lie down. If you can't fall asleep, I don't mind giving each of you an injection."

Ye Jue on the side became anxious when he heard this, and hurriedly said, "Uncle Fang, don't give your parents an injection!"

Fang Heng said, "I forgot that you are still there. Your wound is not healed yet. Go and lie down."

Ye Jue said, "Didn't you say I'm all well? I'll be discharged from the hospital in two days."

Fang Heng replied, "It will take two days. Now that you are still in the hospital, you should take a good rest." Then he said, "Go, lie down quickly."

Ye Jue could only take off his shoes and climb onto the bed, then glanced at Xia Ying, his eyes were dark and bright, but he asked, "Mom, are you sleeping with me? Or are you sleeping with Dad?"

Hearing this, Xia Ying's face turned red, and when she stood up, she replied, "With you..." But her palm was still held by Ye Han.

"Shouldn't you be with me?" Ye Han said, taking it for granted.

Xia Ying was so embarrassed that she raised her eyebrows, as if to imply that Fang Heng was still here.

Yehan still didn't let go, but said, "Come up."

Xia Ying said, "I don't want it anymore, I'll sleep with Yejue."

Yehan frowned slightly, and tightened his palms, "Come up."

Fang Heng saw that they were deadlocked here, so he said, "Don't be embarrassed, the ward next door is still vacant, and any of you can live in it."

But Xia Ying and Ye Han looked at him and said in unison, "Don't go!" Then they looked at each other and smiled because of their tacit understanding, as if they were secretly delighted at the common enemy.

"Then what are you going to do now?" Fang Heng asked, turning his eyes around the two of them.

Xia Ying pursed her lips, took off her shoes and lifted a corner of the quilt...

At that time Yehan even moved to the side so that she could lie down more comfortably.

Fang Heng said, "After this bottle of drip is hung up, today's dosage is over. You all have a rest, and the nurse will come to deliver the medicine when the time comes."

"Okay." Xia Ying replied, but from the corner of her eye, she could see Ye Han looking at her.

Fang Heng nodded, helped Ye Han pull out the needle, and then checked the wound for Ye Jue, because the gunshot wound in the little guy was an empty eggshell with no gunpowder inside, so it healed relatively quickly, and there was no burn on the surrounding skin sign.

"That's right, I can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, but remember not to get in the water and avoid eating!" Fang Heng instructed, caring for this child as if he were his own son.

"Oh." Ye Jue responded obediently, and when he buttoned up and was about to lie down, he glanced at Xia Ying, pouted his little mouth, and couldn't help asking, "Mom, you really don't want to be with me?" sleep?"

Yehan turned his head to look at him, and asked, "Is it because you dare not sleep alone?"

Ye Jue replied, "Who said that, I dare!" His expression was like a little lion's. To show his courage, he turned over after lying down to avoid looking at them.