Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

"dad."

Meng Ling called out in a crying voice.

"Mom, she..."

Yi Minglian looked at him, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, his voice was a little hoarse: "It's okay, your mother will be fine..."

Yi Jingnan watched them turn their heads to look at the red light above the operating room, and was in a daze for a moment.

The phone in his pocket vibrated.

Yi Jingnan turned around and turned the corner, took out his mobile phone and stood by the window to answer the call.

It's Aunt Zou calling.

"Jingnan, I'm sorry, Aunt Zou was worried, so she told your uncle and aunt, don't blame Aunt Zou, have you seen them?"

Aunt Zou still felt flustered. On the one hand, she didn't keep her promise and wanted to tell Yi Jingnan, and on the other hand, she always felt that something happened to Meng Fu's side, so she was still worried.

"I know Aunt Zou, I saw my uncle and aunt."

Aunt Zou hesitated.

"That's good, that's good. Jingnan...your mother..."

She wanted to ask but she was afraid that Yi Jingnan would not tell the truth, but she wanted to know very much.

Yi Jingnan was silent for a while, as usual, he would definitely say that it was all right, but his eyes narrowed for a moment, and their eyes were dark.

"It's okay, Aunt Zou is just asking, don't say anything if you don't want to, Aunt Zou..."

Before she finished speaking, Yi Jingnan's voice came over: "Aunt Zou, my mother, it's not good. She's in the operating room now."

"what?!"

Aunt Zou was startled, her hands shook, and the porcelain bottle in her hand fell to the ground and shattered.

The old lady who rushed over after hearing the sound looked at her: "Little Zou, what's wrong? Why are you so pale? Are you sick?"

As he spoke, he walked over and raised his hand to touch her forehead, which was moist.

"Why are you still sweating?"

Aunt Zou quickly squatted down, her expression flustered: "It's okay ma'am, I just shook my hand, I'll clean it up right away, wait, hiss—"

The tile scratched her finger, and the pain in her fingers made her eyes turn red.

"What's the matter? Show me quickly."

Mrs. Meng took her hand and looked worried: "Come on, give you the medicine. Don't hold on to the phone, give it to me and I'll hold it for you."

"No, no, ma'am..."

She glanced at it, and the phone above hadn't hung up yet.

The name shows 'Jingnan'.

She was startled, and looked up at Aunt Zou.

"Jingnan? Is it our family's Jingnan? Yes, is it?"

The voice was trembling with excitement, she hadn't heard their voices and their news for a long time.

"Yes, is it Jingnan?"

Without waiting for an answer, she held the phone to her ear and asked.

He took a breath and hung up the phone immediately.

She stared at the hung up mobile phone and was a little dazed.

Finally got up and took Aunt Zou to treat the wound first.

Sitting in the room, Lin Jing looked at Aunt Zou.

"Xiao Zou, tell me the truth, is that Jingnan?"

Aunt Zou looked down at the freshly wrapped white gauze on her fingers, and nodded after a long time.

Lin Jing paused a little, and her breathing became a little short.

"What did he tell you, why did you have such a big reaction, tell me, is it because they have a bad life?"

Aunt Zou kept her head down and her eyes down, without saying a word, but tears could not help but drip down her eyes.

She was also restless in her heart, she was worried about Meng Fu, and she wanted to go and see.

Seeing her crying, Lin Jing panicked even more.

"You talk, what's the matter, what happened? Why are you crying! Tell me quickly! Xiao Zou! You're going to kill me!" Lin Jing patted her legs anxiously.