The caregiver hurriedly checked the watch on her wrist, "It’s past eight o’clock."
Past eight? Then her child...
Ye Ning thought of Xiaobao, who had been sent to the kindergarten in the morning, and suddenly became so anxious that she tried to sit up in bed. But as soon as she moved, just like the caregiver had said, she felt dizzy, as if the world was spinning, and she fell back heavily onto the bed.
"Don’t move, didn’t I tell you that you can’t move? Doing this will make your condition worse," the caregiver said anxiously, rushing over to hold her down, determined not to let her get out of bed.
But Ye Ning was in a panic; she had been unconscious in the hospital for a whole day, so what about her child? What about Xiaobao? He was still at the kindergarten.
Ye Ning was both anxious and uncomfortable, working herself into a sweat!
Lying in bed, not knowing what to do, there came from outside the ward the sound of "click-clack, click-clack", very rhythmic footsteps...
Upon hearing this, the caregiver immediately let go of her arms and stood at the side of the bed, waiting for the person from outside to come in.
Indeed, when the footsteps reached the door, the person stopped. So Ye Ning also looked towards the door direction, and before long, she heard the ward door being twisted open from the outside with a "click", and a tall and straight figure appeared there.
"What are you doing?"
"Third Young Master, you’re here. Miss An wants to get up, we don’t know what she’s trying to do?"
Seeing the man finally appearing at the door, the caregiver in the ward breathed a sigh of relief and quickly informed him about Ye Ning’s request to get out of bed.
As soon as the words were spoken, the man at the door’s good-looking brows instantly darkened: "Why are you getting up? Don’t you know that you can’t get out of bed yet?"
Ye Ning had moved just a moment ago, and her head was still dizzy. Seeing him standing at the door, there was only a blurred double image.
"Ou Mucen, where’s Xiaobao? Did you go to pick him up for me?"
She asked him to pick up her son?
The man at the door was for a moment a bit taken aback.
Were they that familiar? She was asking him to pick up her son, as if he were her servant!
But, devilishly, after hearing her words, Mucen, who should have been enraged, didn’t get angry this time, and, in fact, he even seemed to be in a good mood: "No, your master has already picked him up."
He had taken Xiaobao away?
Yes, he would have, considering the severity of the incident today. He must have guessed that she knew it was his doing and would worry that she wouldn’t return to Tang Garden, so he surely must have picked up Xiaobao first and taken him home. That was the only way she would go over there herself.
At that thought, Ye Ning’s eyes finally closed tightly...
Ou Mucen remained standing there, looking at her. Seeing that the woman lying in the hospital bed didn’t speak after he said those words, and after turning pale, her eyes closed forcefully.
Her expression seemed to be pained!
What was she thinking about?
Was she thinking about her current situation with that man?
He withdrew his gaze, walked over to the small table in the ward, and seeing a plate of fresh fruit on it, he picked up one and began to peel it with the fruit knife.