Feng Siyue guarded the old lady. Deng Yanchen and Feng Xiao were also in the ward. Feng Hou was awake. Although his stomachache was pale, his spirits improved.

Except for these people, there was also a strange girl standing.

The girl is about twenty-four or five years old. She looks pure and well-behaved. She wears a white windbreaker and stands behind her with smooth straight hair. She stands there, looks slim, smiles slightly, revealing two dimples, and looks very sweet.

When An Mu saw this woman, her footsteps were just a stop.

The old lady seemed to have said something important: "...you told me that you want to marry Mao Qian, now Mao Qian is back, you..."

In the latter words, when he saw An Mu coming in, he paused.

The old lady coughed and concealed it, "Okay, Mao Qian is like your sister, and you must take good care of her in the future."

Feng Xiao nodded, then turned to look at An Mu.

An Mu looked dumbfounded, and kept looking at Mao Qian.

On the other hand, Mao Qian looked natural and generous.

Deng Yanchen, who was next to him, didn't look very good, and said directly, "Well, what are so many people doing here? The ward is already small and the air is not good. Let's go out!"

When the sentence fell, the old lady stood up first, "Yes, let's all go out. Qianqian, you stay here to take care of your uncle. By the way, let's talk about interesting things abroad and relieve your uncle's boredom."

Having said that, he smiled and looked at Feng Xiao again, "Feng Xiao, you can stay too, you two grew up together, childhood sweethearts, have not seen each other for so many years, and listen to what Qianqian thinks..."

As soon as this sentence came out, An Mu's expression flickered.

Let Mao Qian and Feng Xiao stay to take care of Fenghou, then what is this wife?

It seemed like he was an outsider and Mao Qian was Fenghou's daughter-in-law!

An Mu lowered his eyes, and just about to speak, he heard Deng Yanchen's words, "Old lady, what you said is wrong. Fenghou needs absolute silence and rest now. What is it for Mao Qian to stay here?"

Just as An Mu defends Deng Yuanchen at all times, Deng Yuanchen himself can be angry with the old lady, but her grandson and daughter-in-law cannot!

After so many days, Deng Yanchen had long regarded An Mu as his daughter.

The old lady's complexion is not good, "I haven't seen Fenghou for thousands of years, there must be a lot of words..."

"Yes, it is precisely because there are a lot of things to say to Fenghou, it will affect Fenghou's rest. Okay, let's go out!" Deng Yanchen stood up and drove people unceremoniously.

The old lady's face sank and she was about to speak. Mao Qian had already walked over and took the old lady's arm, "Grandma, let's go out first, don't affect your uncle's rest. Uncle needs to rest now. We can't fight in front of uncle. it is good."

The voice was tender, soft and watery.

An Mu glanced at Feng Xiao when he heard this voice.

Feng Xiao deliberately pretended not to see it, still lowering his head.

The old lady snorted coldly, "A fifty-year-old is not as sensible as a little girl!"

After finishing speaking, he snorted to Deng Yanchen and went out. Before going out, he looked at the lunch box in An Mu's hand, "What kind of food did you bring at noon today? Qianqian, please bring it over. We will eat a little first."

Mao Qian nodded obediently, and walked over to An Mu.