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He Is My Son, He Won't Fall That Easily

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

As the nurses pushed the unconscious little one out of the room, Lu Zhaoyang's heart was wrenched the moment she saw his bandaged head,.

She followed the moving bed with her eyes glued to her son.

Huo Yunting recomposed himself and patiently listened to the doctor's prognosis before catching up to them.

Only when the nurse carried Xuxu up and placed him onto the sick bed that Lu Zhaoyang realized both his arms and legs were injured as well.

Her chest wound up tight, almost difficult to breathe as she lay forward, and kissed the little one on the forehead.

In the quiet ward, Lu Zhaoyang sat by the bed and not too long later, someone sent dinner over.

"You need to eat now," Huo Yunting was insistent, and would not brook any dissent.

Seeing her being unresponsive, he asked, "You plan to stay on until he wakes up?"

"Yes."