Mr. Huo, there is a baby in the police station who says he is your son.

Gu Beichen lowered his head and looked thoughtfully at the little man in front of him.

I don’t understand how he could see the relationship between him and Tang Xing?

It was obvious that the two of them did a good job in secret, and no one else noticed.

How did Xiaobao, a little devil, notice this?

He would not think that Tang Xing took the initiative to tell Xiaobao.

Because Tang Xing repeatedly told him to hide this little thing.

If you can't figure it out, just don't think about it. Gu Beichen smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, my dear nephew.

I will remember your words and work hard to turn myself into a little puppy that everyone loves.

At the same time, I will also work hard to turn myself into what your godmother Tang Xing likes. "

Xiaobao clasped his hands behind his back, looking immature, "Okay! With your words, I feel relieved!"

As long as you don't hold him back or embarrass him, that's fine.

Mu Yi'an came to the ward and saw Mrs. Feng advising Mrs. Gu to be more open-minded, relax her mind and take good treatment, and walked over with a smile.

"Grandpa, why are you here?"

Mr. Feng replied with a smile: "I heard that your grandma was sick, so I came here to have a look."

Thinking of Mrs. Gu's reaction, she asked again: "How is she doing now?

Have you passed the dangerous period?

Also, her speech seemed a little unusual. "

Mu Yi'an gave her grandfather a comforting look to reassure him.

He said implicitly: "Grandma has passed the critical period. She had a major surgery and it will take a long time to recover."

"Well, as long as there's no danger, that's fine. Let your body recover slowly.

For seniors of our age, a year of living is a year of earning. Take this opportunity to spend time with your children. "

Old Mrs. Feng agreed and helped comfort Mrs. Gu.

"Uh~uh~uh~" Mrs. Gu nodded in agreement.

She knew that what they said was to comfort her, but she was content to be able to get Mu Yi'an back.

Just like Mr. Feng said, if you can live one more day, it's better to live than to die. If you live, you can spend more time with your granddaughter.

Mu Yi'an saw that the two old men were always struggling with whether to die or not, so he wanted to divert their attention and looked around, but did not see Xiaobao.

He shouted at the door: "Xiaobao, why haven't you come in yet? What are you talking about?"

"Mommy, I'm coming!"

A childish voice sounded outside the door, and then a small figure like The Flash appeared in front of several people with a "whoosh".

"Hey! Grandpa Feng, are you here too?" Xiaobao was surprised to see Grandpa Feng.

"Well, Xiaobao, come here and see your great-grandmother. She must miss you very much now."

As he spoke, Old Master Feng moved aside and waved to Xiaobao.

Xiaobao walked over obediently and came directly to Mrs. Gu.

Mu Yi'an wanted her son to talk to her grandma and divert her attention. She helped Mrs. Feng sit on the sofa next to her and poured him a glass of water.

Xiaobao was very smart. He stretched out his chubby little hand and grabbed Mrs. Gu's hand. He looked at the needle stuck on the back of her old hand and was still infusing fluid. A soft and waxy voice sounded.

"Grandma, do you feel pain? If it hurts, I'll give you a hug, and it won't hurt anymore."

Mrs. Gu's heart softened when she heard Xiaobao's words, her eyes were sore, she shook her head and struggled to say two words: "It doesn't... hurt..."

She had so many things she wanted to say to Mu Yi'an and Xiaobao, but she couldn't even say a complete sentence at this moment.

"Grandma, don't cry! Xiaobao knows that you are in pain, so you have to be strong. Only by being strong can you defeat the disease, defeat the virus, and get well soon.

When you get better, I will take you to the pond to fish and let mommy cook grilled fish for you. Let me tell you, the food mommy cooks is delicious. "

Xiaobao wiped Mrs. Gu's tears and comforted her softly.

Mrs. Gu was so moved that Xiaobao was so sensible. A five-year-old child knew how to comfort her and persuade her.

She began to regret a little, regretting that she had had dirty thoughts in her heart and wanted to use Xiaobao to restrain the Huo family. She even wanted to use this child to take revenge on the Huo family and vent their anger on her and the Gu family.

Mrs. Gu's eyes were filled with tears. She moved her lips and struggled to utter three words: "Yes... no... get up..."

Xiaobao couldn't understand why grandma said sorry to herself.

I don't understand why she is crying either.

He thought she was crying because the wound hurt so much, so he let go of Mrs. Gu's hand and kept groping in his pockets. He went through all the pockets and finally found a piece of chocolate that he had not eaten.

He peeled off the outer packaging, took a small piece and put it to Mrs. Gu's mouth, and said carefully: "Grandma, does your wound hurt?

If it hurts, just take a bite of chocolate. It won't hurt or feel uncomfortable after eating chocolate. "

When I am sick and uncomfortable, my mom will give me a piece of it, and it really relieves the pain. "

Mrs. Gu cried even harder when she saw Xiaobao being so kind to her.

Xiaobao looked at the chocolate in his hand, and then at Mrs. Gu, shaking her head desperately. She was a little at a loss. He thought that his grandma didn't like chocolate, so he put the chocolate in his hand on the table.

He took Mrs. Gu's hand again and said, "Grandma, you don't want to eat chocolate, right? It doesn't matter, if you don't want to eat it, we won't eat it.

How about I tell you a story? The story I tell is very nice, and my great-grandmother will definitely like it after hearing it.

When I was sick, my mother would tell me stories. After hearing the stories, I no longer felt any pain.

Well, what story would be good to tell?

Just tell the story of Thumbelina, okay?

Once upon a time..."

Xiaobao's sweet voice sounded in the ward, like the sound of nature.

At first Mrs. Gu really stopped crying, but as she listened, she thought of her son. If his son was alive and well, he would be the one fulfilling his filial piety in front of her bed now.

Then I thought about my son's tragic death and that the bad guys had not yet been brought to justice. The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. The silent tears at the beginning turned into whimpering.

Xiaobao's voice stopped suddenly and he looked at Mrs. Gu anxiously.

He doesn't know what to do?

Obviously, he comforted his great-grandmother in the same way that his mother comforted her when he was sick, but the result was different.

When mommy comforted him like this, although he was very uncomfortable physically, he was very happy in his heart and neither cried nor fussed.

But when he comforted his great-grandma like this, she became more and more sad and cried louder and louder.

Why is grandma so difficult to coax?

He is at his wits end!

Xiaobao doesn't understand why his grandma is crying?

But Mu Yi'an clearly understood why Mrs. Gu was crying?

She felt guilty and relieved.

I feel guilty that I have the idea of ​​using Xiaobao as a tool for revenge, but I am happy that Xiaobao is filial and sensible.

When she was bedridden, Xiaobao knew how to care and ask for warmth at a young age.

Mu Yi'an saw her son's confusion and anxiety, and knew that Mrs. Gu really scared him.

She reached out and rubbed his furry hair, smiling and comforting him: "Xiaobao did a great job. It has nothing to do with you that my grandma is crying. She just had surgery and the wound is in severe pain."