When Xiao Qi heard this, he tightened his lips, "She won't let me say?"

Si Zhengting nodded again, looking in the ward, "Aunt specifically asked."

When the words fell, Xiao Qi's crutches hit his head and covered his face. "She won't let you say it, you won't say it ?!"

Si Zhengting didn't move, and slammed him a few times.

Ding Mengya and Si Jingyu stood next to each other. Seeing this picture, both of them turned their heads to the side. Although they were distressed, they said nothing.

Xiao Qi struck a few times, all tired, and then stopped, but from the beginning to the end, Si Zhengting did not hum.

When Xiao Qilei couldn't lift the crutch, Si Zhengting stepped forward and held his arm, "Grandpa, don't be tired."

Xiao Qi glanced at him, snorted coldly, and fell to the sofa.

After a while, he finally heard a deep sigh, "My old man, there is only such a daughter!"

This voice has a meaning that makes people feel sore.

He Xiao Qichi was in the business world and was a native emperor, but he did not have a son. He was very loyal to his wife. Even if the wife could not have a son, he even offered to find a surrogate.

He has only one daughter in this life. He had personally experienced the death of his daughter that year, but now, after he has recovered, will he experience it again?

The door was banged, and Xiao's nanny brought dinner.

Since Xiao Muqing was taken to the hospital in the middle of the night yesterday, no one in this room has eaten a hot meal.

When the food was delivered, Ding Mengya first prepared a bowl of porridge and handed it to Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi wanted to refuse, Ding Mengya said, "Uncle Xiao, when Mu Qing wakes up is not necessarily, you have something to eat, lest she fall down before she wakes up."

Xiao Qi's face was stubborn and motionless.

At this time, no one has an appetite.

Ding Mengya glanced at Zhuang Nana, "Nana is already sad, her son has a heart attack, and her mother has a brain tumor. If Grandpa falls again, I am afraid she will fall too."

When the words fell, Xiao Qi stood at the door of the ward with a glance, and Zhuang Nana who did not leave at all, gave her head down, took out the spoon, and took a few sips.

After seeing him eat, Ding Mengya was relieved.

At the same time, Si Jingyu also brought a bowl of chicken congee to Zhuang Nanai, "Nanai, no matter what, eat something."

Zhuang Naina gave a silent glance to Si Jingyu, and she had been crying all night. She had no energy now. She opened her mouth and said hoarsely, "I have no appetite."

Si Jingyu sighed, "Little lazy is still waiting for Mom to go home. Your grandfather is old and his health is not good. The first time your mother wakes up, I also hope to see you. You ..."

Before he could say this, Zhuang Nina was a clever man, sobering up.

Correct!

She can't be cowardly, and now she is the youngest and strongest in the entire family.

Zhuang Nina bit her lip, picked up the chicken congee, drank the whole bowl of porridge in one breath, and then put it in Si Jingyu's hands, then stood up, and the portrait suddenly raised her spirit, without any decadence. Already.

Then she looked into the room and began to arrange, "Grandpa, next to the lounge, you can take a break later."

"Aunt Ding and Sister Jingyu, leave if you have any problems. My mother can't wake up for a while and a half, so I don't need so many people to waste it."