Those Few Slaps Were Nothing Compared To What You Had Done Behind The Scene

That night, Xiaoyi didn't return from the intensive care unit. The bed opposite of her was still empty.

Jiang Ruolan occasionally glanced towards the bed on the other side. When she thought of Jiang Yijun, she felt suffocated. Then she thought about that adorable child, Xiaoyi, and her heart ached for no reason.

At noon the next day, Xiong Ruogang received the news that Jiang Ruolan was in the hospital and went to visit her. By that time, she was much better off, as long as she didn't shake her head, touch the water, or eat any irritating food, for the time being.

Jiang Ruolan got up to send Xiong Ruogang off. On the way, she saw a few doctors and nurses pushing a small bed.

They entered the ward. Xiaoyi was still awake and was carefully put on the bed by the doctor and nurses. After the doctor and nurse told Zhou Shufen about some precautions, Xiaoyi suddenly opened her mouth and sweetly said, "Thank you, uncle and aunties!"