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

Hearing this, Ye Rong was stunned.

Experienced a fire at the age of two?

Why is this time and experience exactly the same as Xiaoman back then!

"Yes... what month was it?" Ye Rong asked tremblingly.

Xing Xing scratched his head, "I don't remember either. If Madam Ye wants to know, let my mommy tell you when she comes!"

Hearing the word Mummy, Ye Rong woke up instantly.

Yes, Xing Xing is a child of a foreigner, after all, his pupils are blue.

No matter how similar the experience is, he can't be Xiaoman!

Thinking of this, Ye Rong returned to her cold attitude, "No need, I don't want to know!"

Xing Xing let out a cry, but remained silent.

After all, he knew that Ye Rong hated him, so he didn't plan to approach him to make trouble.

"Then you have a good rest, and I'll help you close the curtain." Xiaoman said, then retreated, and purposely pulled the curtain tightly.

After a while, the nurse came in.

She originally planned to wipe some water on Ye Rong's lips, but found out that someone had already done so.

After asking, I found out that it was made by Xing Xing.

So when the nurse examined Ye Rong, she couldn't help but sigh, "Xing Xing is so sensible, and even knows to wipe your lips for Mrs. Ye, so careful."

"Is so much nonsense allowed at work?" Ye Rong asked coldly.

The nurse quickly shut her mouth.

I still feel wronged.

Isn't it just a compliment to Xing Xing? Why is Mrs. Ye so angry?

What kind of competition is there with a five-year-old child!

Thinking about it, the nurse had already given Ye Rong a full-body examination, and tried the flexibility of her limbs.

"Mrs. Ye, try to get down and walk. When you can walk normally, you can leave the hospital and go home." The nurse said.

Ye Rong's well-maintained Liu Yemei frowned, "It's really troublesome."

But she still got up from the bed and started to move.

However, because of the anesthesia, my hands and feet seemed to be a little out of control.

Before taking two steps, Ye Rong's ankle gave way and she almost fell to the ground.

"Be careful!" In the nick of time, Xing Xing rushed over and supported Ye Rong with his thin body.

It's just that he is a five-year-old child, and he is still sick, and his strength is very weak, so he can't support Ye Rong at all.

In the end, both of them fell to the ground, but the stars acted as a buffer below.

Ye Rong had nothing to do, but Xing Xing was in trouble, her little face turned red from the pressure.

"Xing Xing!" The nurse hurried over to help the two of them up, and checked Xing Xing carefully, "Are you okay?"

Ye Rong was also taken aback, "You... why are you running over here to help me?"

"I'm afraid you'll fall, it hurts a lot." Xing Xing said.

"Don't help people casually in the future, with your little strength, you will easily hurt yourself." Ye Rong said with a straight face.

Xing Xing nodded vigorously and grinned, "Okay."

Ye Rong supported the wall again, planning to go out for a walk.

As soon as I walked to the door, I heard the nurse talking to Xing Xing, "Xing Xing, you have to be careful in the future, there is no good place on your body for blood transfusion, if you bump into bruises again, you can only shave off your hair at that time. Scalp needles."

"I know." Xing Xing replied obediently, with anticipation in her tone, "Nurse sister, will my eyes turn back to black soon?"