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[69 Book Bar - www.] I don’t hate it anymore when I see her talking so calmly and quietly. She even has a slight smile on her face. But why, for the sake of him His eyes were so dazzling that they actually burned a little.

Zhan Aofan's hands hanging by his sides were clenched tightly, and his fingertips turned white with force. After a long time, the stuffy breath in his chest could not be eliminated.

The surrounding noises and footsteps all disappeared in an instant, and only those words, those two words, lingered in my ears over and over again.

Mu Anyou withdrew his gaze and never looked at the people around him. He just stood there quietly, staring at the door of the operating room.

No one could tell that at this moment, she was so quiet and everything in her body was tense.

During this period, her cell phone rang. She picked it up and saw that it was Teacher Liu from the kindergarten. She quickly picked up the phone and told him about Mu Hui's situation. She was afraid that she would not be able to go to class in a short time.

Teacher Liu kept saying sorry and asked her to rest assured that the school would pay the corresponding medical expenses.

Mu Anyou politely thanked her, then hung up the phone, thought about it, and turned off the phone.

The long wait, every minute and every second is suffering...

I don't know how long it took, but the door of the operating room finally opened softly, and Mu Anyou walked over quickly, almost like running.

Han Daogong took off the sterile mask above his head and chuckled: "Please rest assured, the operation went smoothly. The little guy is very strong and well-behaved. The anesthesia has not completely worn off yet, so he will not wake up for the time being."

Such an explanation instantly eased Mu Anyou's heart. She stretched out her hand to touch her son's sleeping face. The string that tightened his body finally loosened. He planned to lean down and kiss his son's forehead, but he only raised it to the point in front of his eyes. Hei, his body became soft...

Zhan Aofan, who had been standing behind her, changed his expression, quickly stretched out his arms to catch her falling body, held her in his arms, took a look at her figure who had not yet taken off her surgical clothes, and said urgently: "Han professor?"

Han Daogong calmly asked Zhan Aofan to carry her to the hospital bed in the observation room. After a brief examination, he said to the person in front of him: "Mr. Zhan, don't worry. This lady is overworked and too nervous. She is hanging up the liquid." After that, you will wake up slowly, but..."

Because of his hesitant pause, Zhan Aofan's heart skipped a beat and his eyebrows furrowed: "Just what?" There was a hint of nervousness and worry on his face.

"It's just that her body is too weak. Judging from her complexion, if I expected it to be correct, she should be anemic, but the final result still needs to be tested."

When Mu Anyou woke up, her mind was a little groggy, and she couldn't tell what night it was for a moment.

He opened his eyes and looked at the surrounding environment, and slowly his consciousness became clearer and clearer. Suddenly, his face changed, Huihui... thought about getting out of bed, but was knocked back to the bed by the sudden dizziness, and his eyebrows tightened. He wrinkled up tightly, with a somewhat uncomfortable look on his face, and he didn't even notice the hanging needle still stuck on his hand.

Zhan Aofan saw her like this when he came in. He walked over quickly. When his eyes touched the blood on her hand, his expression changed drastically. He took her hand and stretched out his arm to ring the button. Bedside pager.

"What are you doing?" Mu Anyou struggled impatiently a few times, but failed to break away from the force holding him, and said angrily with some irritation.

"It's my turn to ask you what you are doing? Don't you know you have a hanging bottle on your hand?" Zhan Aofan asked back angrily, but his fingers kept pressing the cotton swab tightly.

Mu Anyou then turned her eyes faintly, glanced at her left hand, and then looked at Zhan Aofan. Before she could speak, the person in front of her seemed to understand her thoughts and said softly: "Hui Hui is here."

In the ward next door, I woke up for a while and now fell asleep again." That child is really sensible. The first thing he did after waking up was to find his mother. He told him that your mother was not feeling well.

Resting next door now.

There was no crying or grievance as expected. He just blinked and asked in a low voice: Uncle, is my mother sick too?

No, Zhan Aofan paused and then said, your mother is just too tired.

The child didn't ask any more questions, and just said: Uncle, can you take care of your mother? His clear eyes were very much like his mother's.

Yes, even he himself could hear how obscure these two words were when they came out of his mouth.

My heart was tangled, sour and astringent, mixed with a little bit of dull pain.

The nurse had already come in and injected Mu Anyou again, adjusted the drip rate of the liquid, gave a few instructions, and then walked out of the ward cautiously.

After hearing him say that Huihui was fine, Mu Anyou stopped forcing herself to get up, because he never said exaggerated words, which she could still trust, and because she was indeed... very bad now, and she didn't have any strength left in her body.

There is no use for it, the whole person is weak and weak.

"What's wrong with me?" As soon as he opened his mouth, Mu Anyou realized that his voice was a little hoarse.

Zhan Aofan kept looking at her and raised his hand to hand over a glass of water.

"Thank you." Mu Anyou was half-lying on the hospital bed that was slightly swayed. He reached out and took the still-steaming glass of water, put it to his lips, took a few sips, and felt that the dryness of his throat had eased a bit.

Just put it back on the bedside table.

Zhan Aofan's arm that was about to reach out to take the water glass was instantly withdrawn, hanging by his side, and said in a low voice: "You fainted."

"Fainted?" Mu Anyou frowned and looked at him, as if she couldn't believe it. How could she faint? She felt a little tired in recent days, but it wasn't...

Zhan Aofan pursed his lips, and spoke with a bit of suppressed anger: "Mu Anyou, you are ruining yourself, do you know?"

Hearing this, Mu Anyou did not respond or refute, but the expression on his face showed a bit of boredom and displeasure.

Why does he always put on a preaching posture, but there is a bit of strange look in his eyes, it should be pity, oh, what a arrogant posture, but she doesn't care about it.

Seeing the expression on her averted gaze, Zhan Aofan felt something in his heart. He was a little annoyed at his attitude just now, so he softened his expression and said in a slightly softer voice: "You have anemia, do you know?" As soon as the test results came out, he

He just came out of Professor Han's office, and he was not slightly poor. The result was moderate anemia. Obviously, it was not a matter of a day or two, Han Daogong said so, and Zhan Aofan has been out of his care since

In the office, my mind was in a mess, and the tangle was spreading.

Mu Anyou wasn't too surprised. After she was shocked to hear that she had fainted, she just thought about it and figured it out... She hadn't had this problem for a long time. She thought it should be cured, but she didn't expect it.

…

Zhan Aofan, who had been staring at her expression for a moment, had such sharp eyes that he could guess something with just one glance.

"Do you know that?" Her voice couldn't help but get louder. Damn it, this woman knew she had this problem, but she still...

"Zhan Aofan, what's your expression?" Mu An looked at him worriedly and doubtfully, but her eyes suddenly turned cold, mixed with a hint of mockery.

The air suddenly stagnated, filled with silence, and filled the room with a strange mist.

After a long time, Zhan Aofan spoke slowly, broke the silence, and explained: "I don't mean anything else, it's just..." The word worry was on his lips, but he found that he couldn't say it out of fear of seeing her lips.

The rising sarcasm and disdain.

When Mu Hui woke up again, he saw his mother sitting in front of him, holding his little hand.

"Mom, are you feeling better?" Mu Hui asked worriedly, his face full of worry.

Mu Anyou was startled for a moment, and then realized what Zhan Aofan must have said to Huihui. He shook his head and said with a smile, "Mom, there's nothing wrong. She's just a little tired."

"Oh, that uncle told me the same thing." Mu Hui nodded, with obvious relief on his face.

"Hui Hui, does your wrist still hurt?" Mu An worriedly caressed his son's little wrist wrapped in thick gauze and asked.

"Don't worry, Mom, it won't hurt." Mu Hui comforted her mother obediently.

As soon as Zhan Aofan walked to the door, he heard childish questions inside and stopped subconsciously.

"Mom, I kind of miss that dad still has Aunt Ai." Mu Hui pouted her lips and murmured in a low voice.

Mu Anyou then remembered that his phone had been turned off, so he quickly took it out of his pocket.

Sure enough, as soon as she turned on the phone, a number of notification messages dinged. The number of missed calls made her stunned. Some were from colleagues, some were from Sister Shen Ning, and most were from Xiao Ai and Xu Zhiyan.

I responded to the text messages to Sister Shen Ning and her colleagues one by one, and called Xiao Ai. I didn't tell her about Hui Hui's hospitalization. She only said that she had just changed her job and was a little busy, so she might not be able to see her in the past few days. Then

The girl has always been very nervous, but she got over it.

After hanging up the phone and before dialing, Mu Hui spoke softly: "Mom, do you want to call Zhiyan's father? I want to talk to him, okay?"

"Okay." Mu Anyou curled her lips, and then heard an exclamation at the door: "Mr. Zhan, why are you standing at the door and not going in?"

Mu Anyou was startled, patted her son, and said softly: "Huihui, mommy will go out first. You lie down obediently and talk to your father Zhiyan on the phone later, okay?"

"Yes." Mu Hui responded happily and nodded obediently.

The door was originally slightly ajar. Mu Anyou walked over and pushed it gently. He saw the nurse and Zhan Aofan standing at the door. Hearing the sound of the door opening, they looked at her at the same time.

"Please help me take care of my son first. I have something to do and will be back soon." Mu Anyou said to the nurse.

The other party was very happy, no one who lived in the senior cadre ward could afford to offend him.

"Do you have time?" Mu Anyou glanced at the person in front of him and said calmly.

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