Chapter 222 Dad Loves Mom Very Much
Su Yanhe was flustered for a moment.

But she quickly adjusted, and directly bit Sang He back: "You don't have to say anything here, if you didn't take care of Mian Mian, how could Mian Mian lie here and still not wake up? "

Sang He felt very guilty about Mian Mian being kidnapped.

In addition, she was too lazy to argue with Su Yanhe in the ward, so she didn't continue this topic.

He only said lightly: "The appraisal results will come out tomorrow, and everything will be revealed by then."

"Ms. Su," Sang He looked up at Su Yanhe indifferently, his voice seemed to be covered with ice, "I hope you can still be as arrogant as you are now."

After all, Sang He thought of something again, "kindly" reminded: "By the way, I forgot to tell you that maliciously forging certificates, if the circumstances are serious, you will go to jail."

Su Yanhe's face was ashamed immediately by Sang He's words.

She just wants to have a child with her husband and doesn't want to go to jail.

But Ms. Tang said she would stand still, and she would take care of the rest.

Now she can only pray that Tang Xinyao can handle this matter well.

What she didn't know was that Tang Xinyao's so-called solution was to find someone to tie up Mianmian, but the matter had already failed.

Not wanting to continue talking with Su Yanhe, Sang He turned his head and sat on the edge of the bed, continuing to guard Mianmian.

Not long after sitting down, the long and dense eyelashes of the little person on the bed trembled.

Sang He was very pleasantly surprised: "Mianmian!"

Luo Wenmo also hurriedly looked over.

"Mom..." Mianmianyouyou woke up, and when she saw Sang He's worried face, a smile appeared on her lips, and Xiaotuanzi wept with joy, "Mianmian thought that she would never see her mother again in this life."

As she spoke, the corners of Mianmian's eyes turned red.

Sang He rubbed Mianmian's head softly, "Silly boy."

"By the way, Mom, are you hurt?" Mianmian suddenly looked at Sang He worriedly.

Although she didn't know what happened afterwards, she knew that the person who captured her was very strong, if her mother snatched her back from that person's hands, she would definitely be injured.

She didn't want to see her mother get hurt.

[This silly boy, no matter what time it is, he still cares about me. 】

Sang He's nose was sour, and his heart was particularly touched.

After a moment of relief, she said, "Mom is fine. Mom is very well. It was the old lady you helped who saved you."

"Then Mianmian is going to thank the old lady after being discharged from the hospital." Mianmian said thoughtfully.

Sang He smiled and nodded.

Seeing the deep worry in Sang He's eyes, Mian Mian raised her fleshy little hand and patted the back of Sang He's hand seriously.

The sweet little milk voice sounded: "Mom, Mianmian is fine, don't worry about Mianmian."

Sang He couldn't say a word.

This little group is sometimes sensible and makes people feel distressed.

Even though she was bound and frightened and hospitalized, this meeting actually comforted her in turn.

Obviously just a four-year-old little dumpling.

"Okay, Mom knows Mianmian is the strongest." Sang He said with a smile.

Mian Mian smiled sweetly, and wanted to say something, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Su Yanhe and his wife standing at the end of the bed.

The smile on the face of a porcelain doll suddenly disappeared.

The little hand grabbed Sang He's hand subconsciously.

"Mom...are they here to pick up Mianmian?" Mianmian asked in a low voice.

It was said that Sang He's heart seemed to be held by a pair of big hands, making her breathless for a while.

Before Su Yanhe could speak, Sang He said firmly, "No, I just came to see you."

Knowing that Su Yanhe and his wife didn't come to pick her up, a smile appeared on Mianmian's face again, and her hanging heart finally fell.

Su Yanhe and his wife stood here at this time, which seemed extraordinarily redundant.

After explaining a few words in embarrassment, Su Yanhe and his wife left the ward.

The idlers finally left, and the real family of three got along more harmoniously.

Luo Wenmo lowered his head and rubbed his soft head, and said warmly: "You're starving, dad is going to buy you some delicious food."

"Thank you dad." Mianmian said in a childish voice.

After Luo Wenmo left, Sang He told the story to Mian Mian.

It wasn't until Luo Wenmo came back that Sang He stopped, "It's time to eat."

After that, he sat up with Mianmian supported.

At the same time, Luo Wenmo arranged the table on the bed, and then put the things he bought on it one by one.

Sang He was about to feed Mian Mian, but stared at the things on the table in a daze.

Mianmian also saw it.

"Father loves mother very much," Mianmian said suddenly, with her head tilted and her big black eyes gleaming, "They said they bought food for Mianmian, but the ones they bought were all what mother liked to eat."

[I didn't realize that this little group talked so much before. 】

Hearing what Sang He said in his heart, Mian Mian also understood that Sang He didn't blame her anymore, and even stuck out her tongue at Sang He mischievously.

Hearing this, Luo Wenmo stretched out his hand and tapped Mianmian's forehead lightly: "You are the only one who is smart."

Mianmian followed Luo Wenmo's strength and raised his head back, the smile on his face was even bigger.

"You can eat too." Sang He said abruptly.

Luo Wenmo didn't expect that Sang He would take the initiative to say such a thing, so he was stunned for a while.

Mianmian was the first to react, reached out and pulled Luo Wenmo's clothes, and brought him back to his thoughts: "Dad, Mom asked you to eat."

"I heard it." Luo Wenmo came back to his senses and chuckled lightly.

The family of three quickly finished their meal.

After Luo Wenmo packed his things, Sang He was thinking about letting Mian Mian sleep for a while, but Mian Mian grabbed the quilt and asked in a low voice, "Mom, when are we going back to record the show?"

"Your body hasn't fully recovered yet, let's talk about it after a while." Sang He said while covering Mianmian with a quilt.

Lying obediently on the bed, Mian Mian blinked her big black eyes at Sang He.

"Mianmian is fine." Mianmian continued in her own milky voice.

Only then did Sang He realize something, raised his eyebrows and looked down at Xiaotuanzi.

[You want to go back that much? 】

Xiaotuanzi pursed her lips: "Mianmian likes to stay in variety shows with her mother, and also likes to play with those little friends. Mianmian doesn't want to stay in the hospital."

You can play happily in variety shows, but you can only lie in bed in the hospital.

And the smell of disinfectant is really bad.

In this regard, Sang He expressed his understanding.

But for her, the soft body is still the most important.

"I asked the doctor later, and if the doctor agrees, I will discharge you." Sang He didn't insist on his opinion, "Now you should take a good rest."

Mianmian was overjoyed to get such an answer.

Nodding contentedly, she said obediently, "Okay, I love your mother."

[Measly. 】

The voice in Sang He's heart was clearly doting.

Mianmian laughed lightly.

It turns out that my mother would be embarrassed too.

(End of this chapter)

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