An Mu lay on the bed and only slept for four hours before dawn.

Delivering the youngest son to the nanny, An Mu took the car and went to the hospital.

There were people coming and going in the hospital. An Mu looked for the room number that Feng Xiao said, and saw Feng Xiao sitting on a chair in the corridor with a straight back and a pair of eyes, but unpredictable.

An Mu walked over, but he didn't even notice.

An Muxin suddenly sank, could it be... Fenghou's condition has changed?

"how about it?"

Accompanied by An Mu's voice, the cold low air pressure around Feng Xiao finally disappeared. He looked up at An Mu and took her hand.

Feng Xiao's hand was cold.

But firm and decisive.

An Mu looked at him, "What's the matter?"

Feng Xiao said, "Stomach bleeding."

An Mu looked into his eyes, "What else?"

If it was just a simple stomach bleeding, Feng Xiao would not have this expression. Feng Xiao sighed, "I came yesterday, and the film was taken. The doctor said... something has grown in it. I don't know what it is."

An Mu's heart was raised instantly!

Something has grown in my stomach!

Stomach cancer! !

This is An Mu's first thought!

An Mu immediately shook Feng Xiao's hand, "It won't be like that, Uncle Ji Ren has a natural appearance, he..."

Speaking of this, but paused again, Fenghou, how come it's not a lucky person, right?

She glanced at the door of the ward, "That mother..."

"She doesn't know yet, I'm afraid she can't bear it, and it hasn't been confirmed yet." Feng Xiao's voice was very low and low.

Although he hadn't been diagnosed yet, An Mu knew that 80% had already been confirmed.

An Mu shook Feng Xiao's hand, "Feng Xiao, now you must be strong. Mom needs you."

Even if Fenghou is not good to Feng Xiao, it is Feng Xiao's father, Feng Xiao must be in a sad mood at the moment.

Feng Xiao smiled at An Mu, "Go and persuade mom."

An Mu nodded, stood up and walked to the door of the ward, looked inside through the glass window, and saw that Deng Yanchen was still wearing yesterday's pajamas, but she was wearing Feng Xiao’s suit on her back, and she stood by Feng Hou’s bed. , Did not move.

An Mu was surprised, "Mom just sat all night?"

Feng Xiao nodded, "Yeah."

An Mu frowned, opened the door and walked in.

When she came, she took millet porridge and buns, walked in and laid them on the table next to her, and then walked to Deng Yanchen's side, "Mom..."

Deng Yanchen only realized the arrival of An Mu, raised his head to see An Mu, and nodded.

An Mu pointed to the breakfast next to him, "Let’s have some breakfast."

What did Deng Yanchen want to say, An Mu said quickly, "If you are tired and sick, who else will take care of your uncle?"

Sure enough, Deng Yanchen was convinced, nodded, dragged his tired body, and walked to the side.

An Mu waited with him, first poured the millet porridge into a bowl, then took out the chopsticks and handed it to her.

A group of people didn't sleep all night, this time is the time of weakness, so breakfast is easy to digest food.

But Deng Yanchen drank a bowl of porridge and couldn't eat it anymore.

She put down her chopsticks and sighed.

An Mu patted her shoulder and massaged her, "Mom, don't worry, uncle will be fine."

Deng Yanchen nodded, bloodshot in his eyes.

An Mu pointed to the bed next to him, "Mom, go take a rest, I will help you guard your uncle and make sure that he wakes up, you can know right away."

Deng Yanchen looked at An Mu and nodded when he thought of An Mu's words.