President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Mrs. Zhou hurried forward and touched Dou Sprout's face.

"Ah, why is there so much cold sweat again? The old lady's cold sweat proves that she is still having a nightmare. This is also the reason why she can't wake up."

She looked much better just now, how did she become like this again in the blink of an eye?

"Since it's a nightmare, can't you wake him up?"

Aunt Zhou's eyes widened in astonishment, "Then how can it work, just like a sleepwalker, waking up may cause serious problems."

Huo Hangzhi pursed his thin lips tightly and stopped talking.

Sister-in-law Zhou didn't say a word, she moved a chair for Huo Hangzhi to sit down, and she went to bring warm water, twisted a wet towel, and wiped the cold sweat off Dou Sprout's body little by little.

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open.

It's Kebao and Aibo.

Seeing Huo Hangzhi, Aibao's eyes instantly shone with brilliance, trotted to the front, and said in a sweet voice, "Uncle Huo, when did you come back? Grandma said that you and your wife went to a country far away. .”

"Just came back." Facing such a pink and tender little girl, Huo Hangzhi didn't realize that his voice softened a little unconsciously.

Aibao let out a cry, and took out the pastry in his arms like offering a treasure, "Uncle Huo, this is the glutinous rice cake I bought for Momo, do you want to try a piece too?"

"No need," Huo Hangzhi refused, "Thank you for buying delicious food for Mo Mo."

It's a pity that the bean sprouts haven't woken up yet, so I can't eat them.

Huo Hangzhi thought about it, and moved his eyes to the bean sprouts on the hospital bed again.

There must be nothing wrong with the bean sprouts, and they must grow up well and healthily.

Otherwise, if something goes wrong, how can he explain to the dead person?

Seeming to see the sadness in Huo Hangzhi's eyes, Aibao thought for a while, stretched out her tender little paws, then tried to stand on tiptoe, and slowly rubbed on Huo Hangzhi's back.

Again and again, do it in an orderly manner.

Mrs. Zhou was so frightened that her heart jumped into her throat!

My God, what is Aibao doing? She heard from the servants in the old house that Master Huo is cold and cruel by nature, and he hates others approaching him the most. If there is any physical contact, it is possible to remove his hands and feet.

Aibao is still so young, if her arms and legs are removed...

Aunt Zhou didn't dare to think about it, and immediately rushed forward to take Aibao away.

But there was a scene that made her jaw drop.

Instead of being angry, Huo Hangzhi, who was patted on the back by Aibo, turned his head and whispered to Aibo, "I'm fine."

"If you're sad, just say it. I can't do anything else, but I can give you a hug." Aibao said in a milky voice.

Huo Hangzhi nodded, picked up Aibao, put him on the edge of the bed and sat down.

The two of them faced each other, and the atmosphere seemed unexpectedly... warm.

Mrs. Zhou suspected that something was wrong with her eyes.

Just about to rub his eyes and take a closer look, Huo Hangzhi had already stood up, "I'll go to the doctor and ask about the situation."

As soon as he left, the atmosphere in the ward suddenly relaxed a lot, Mrs. Zhou felt that a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders for no reason.

He took a deep breath, and then warned Aibao with a stern face, "Aibao, don't touch Uncle Huo like this. Uncle Huo is the president and has a very distinguished status. It would be terrible if he is upset."

Aibao tilted her head and looked puzzled, "But Uncle Huo is very gentle to me, and he doesn't seem to be angry with me."

Mrs. Zhou also choked on these words.

Indeed, when dealing with Aibao, Huo Hangzhi's attitude was as good as that of his servant.

It even looks like a father and daughter!