Great Power Army Reclamation

Zhao Ling'er communicated with the doctor on duty and asked the two girls to change their clothes and walk in.

Yang Wei woke up and was in good spirits, so there was basically no problem. Moreover, Yang Wei's injury was not serious, but the lung wound was somewhat troublesome, and the surgery was all delayed there.

Otherwise, it is just two bullets, take them out and sew them up, and one hour is enough.

Part of the reason was because Yang Wei was Yang Geyong's child, so several doctors were extremely careful. On another person, no one would care about the injury to his lungs.

After the two doctors on duty carefully examined Yang Wei's condition, they decided to transfer him directly to the general ward. There is absolutely no need for him to stay in the ICU now.

The ward is naturally the best ward in the hospital. It not only has air-conditioned bathrooms, but also a reception room. It's no different from a hotel business suite.

Zhao Ling'er and the two girls had been struggling for so long, so naturally they were sleepy and tired. After Yang Wei persuaded them for a few words, they all lay down and rested.

Zhao Ling'er slept on the other bed, and Ye Qianqian went to the sofa in the outer room. But Xima insisted on sleeping on the floor under Yang Wei's hospital bed, and no one could persuade him. Zhao Linger had no choice but to lay a layer of mat for her.

Seeing his mother and Xima sleeping fast, Yang Wei felt very peaceful in his heart. Waves of sleepiness came over him, and he was about to fall asleep in a daze.

Suddenly his ears hurt. When he opened his eyes, he saw Ye Qianqian glaring at him, and his sleepiness suddenly disappeared.

Ye Qianqian said close to his ear: "You have become more capable, haven't you? You can still run away. Do you believe that I can catch you back even if you run to hell? Tell me you are wrong!"

Yang Wei's face was full of bitterness, what the hell is this fate of labor and management? There was a tigress whose mother beat her for eighteen years, and finally escaped as an adult, only to meet such a Hedong lion again. Will the rest of my life be more difficult?

No, of course he would not be reconciled. He wanted to fight, to resist, so he widened his eyes and shouted: "I was wrong..."

Ye Qianqian nodded, raised the corners of her mouth, curved her eyes into crescent moons, and praised happily:

"Isn't that good? Lean over there. I want to sleep here. I won't let anyone else get closer to you than me!"

Yang Wei glanced at his mother next to him with a grimace, hesitating a little, but when he saw Ye Qianqian's eyes widening again, he had no choice but to move aside.

Ye Qianqian lay next to Yang Wei and let out a long breath of comfort. He whispered: "Be honest, you are a wounded person, don't let me hurt you again."

Then he pulled the quilt and fell asleep soon.

Yang Wei didn't dare to move like a mummy, lest he accidentally bump into Ye Qianqian next to him. Why is this hospital bed so narrow...?

After a night of silence, Yang Geyong entered the ward the next morning carrying several lunch boxes, which he specially asked the cafeteria master to make. The hospital patient meal was tasteless, and he was afraid that his wife and children wouldn't be able to get used to it.

Although Zhao Ling'er is no longer his wife, he will never treat her as someone else's wife. What's mine is mine, no matter who you love.

As soon as he entered the ward, Yang Geyong was shocked.

Damn, this son is very capable. There are three women around him. My mother is treated well at least, and she occupies a bed by herself. Sima simply sleeps on the floor, but why does Ivan’s daughter go to her son’s bed?

Zhao Ling'er was already awake at this time and was looking at this scene in a daze. Why is this Ye Qianqian so bold? Much braver than before.

And that little Nima, like a doormat, made herself into a maid. Does love have to be so humble?

In the blink of an eye, he saw Yang Geyong standing there and couldn't help but give him a fierce look. She wanted to scold this bastard when she saw him!

He motioned to him to go to the living room with his eyes, got up and followed quietly out. To be honest, she had been hungry for a long time, and the hospital did not have midnight snacks. She had not had enough food since she got off the plane.

I had long forgotten this because I was nervous yesterday. Now that I'm relaxed, my stomach is already growling.

Yang Geyong knew that Zhao Ling'er liked to drink white porridge for breakfast, so he cooked the thick cornmeal batter for her. There was no shortage of green vegetables here at Level 4. He mixed two of them and poured some chili oil on it. Zhao Ling'er ate it with gusto.

At this time, Ye Qianqian and Xima also woke up, and they heard the sound and came out. Ye Qianqian said hello, uncle, then washed her hands and ate, as if she had done nothing.

When he arrived in West Malaysia, he stood there with his head lowered and said nothing, as if he was waiting for them to eat and clear the dishes.

Zhao Ling'er sighed and took Xima's hand to the bathroom. He helped her wash up and then sat her down to eat.

Xima didn't know how to use chopsticks, and Yang Geyong didn't bring a spoon. Zhao Ling'er had to patiently teach her how to use chopsticks.

Xi Ma is very smart, and he mastered the key in a short time. This is because I still don’t dare to pick up vegetables and just drink porridge.

Zhao Ling'er had no choice but to put two chicken drumsticks into her bowl and ordered her to eat them. The child was so thin that it made people feel distressed.

If her idea was known to Yang Wei, Yang Wei would definitely tell her: "Mom, she is really not thin, she is fat because of her clothes."

After finishing the meal, Yang Wei was not happy inside. "Mom, have you finished eating? I'm starving!"

Zhao Ling'er then remembered that there was a son inside, and hurriedly walked in with the porridge. At this time, Xima stood up to take the porridge bowl.

Zhao Ling'er didn't want to give it to her at first, but seeing the girl's firm look in her eyes, she had to give it to her and said, "I'll go find a spoon."

When she came back, Zhao Linger found that Yang Geyong was missing. Xi Ma and Ye Qianqian were feeding their sons.

Yang Wei was pretty average. He ate a bite of chicken fed by Ye Qianqian and drank a bite of Xima's porridge. He was absolutely average and didn't eat an extra bite.

Zhao Ling'er pushed the spoon to Xima and went to the doctor's office. She was expert in these matters, so she wanted to hear her son's follow-up treatment plan. Yang Geyong cannot rely on these expectations. When that bastard sees his son alive, he will definitely not care about anything else.

After communicating with the doctor for a while, Zhao Linger returned to the ward. By this time Yang Wei had finished eating.

Ask Ye Qianqian if she needs to go home and take a rest? Ye Qianqian shook her head firmly.

Zhao Ling'er didn't force it and told Ye Qianqian to be here by herself. Cooperating with the nurses to take care of Yang Wei, the hospital actually provided special care, but a few women made him lose his job.

She pulled Sima out of the hospital. The girl's clothes were too dirty and she obviously hadn't changed them yet. Zhao Ling'er wanted to take her to buy some clothes and take care of her hair.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the hospital, he found Yang Geyong standing there, and he cursed angrily: "Why are you standing here like a telephone pole? Blocking the road?"

Yang Geyong was helpless: "Isn't it because you don't have a car that it's inconvenient for you to go? I'll wait and see if you go out later? Can you be gentle like a woman?"