Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

"Mom is fine, don't worry, she and the baby in her belly are fine."

Zhan Mochen hurriedly hugged An Yan and comforted her gently, carefully putting her injured arm back.

An Yan didn't quite believe it: "Really? Then why didn't I see her?"

"She is resting in her own ward, so you can't see her for the time being. But I can call her via video, and you can see it with your own eyes and feel relieved."

Zhan Mochen didn't think An Yan's panic was an exaggeration at all, because he could understand this kind of worry and anxiety too well.

This was how he felt when he couldn't see Yanyan while she was being rescued.

He put An Yan back to bed and made a video call to Gu Shiyuan.

Gu Shiyuan was taking care of Bai Yuxin. When he saw that it was Zhan Mochen calling, he immediately picked up the call.

On the phone, An Yan saw Bai Yuxin lying quietly on the bed, and finally felt relieved.

She could see that Bai Yuxin was asleep, so in order not to disturb Bai Yuxin, she deliberately lowered her voice.

"Uncle Gu, how is my mother?"

"The doctor said everything is fine and I just need to stay in bed for a week."

Gu Shiyuan quickly understood what An Yan meant. He told her about Bai Yuxin's condition and was about to pick up the medical record on the bedside table to show An Yan.

"Look, the doctor wrote on it that both the mother and the fetus are in good condition."

An Yan's frightened soul finally returned to its place. She let out a long sigh and smiled at Gu Shiyuan.

"That's great. Let mom have a good rest. Uncle Gu, don't be too tired. Take some time to rest."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of your mother. How are you? Does your wound still hurt?"

"A little bit, I can bear it."

"Then you should have a good rest. When your mother's condition stabilizes, we will come to see you."

In order not to worry Gu Shiyuan and Bai Yuxin, An Yan tried her best to put her situation in a positive light.

Gu Shiyuan looked at An Yan's pale face and couldn't bear to disturb her any longer. After asking about her situation carefully, he told Zhan Mochen to take good care of her and ended the call.

Zhan Mochen put down his phone: "Isn't it reassuring now?"

"Yeah, I'm relieved."

An Yan lay back in the snow-white quilt, her pale little face looking only the size of a palm.

Zhan Mochen reached out and touched An Yan's face, which was icy cold.

I touched her hand again and it was even colder.

"Is it cold?"

Zhan Mochen nervously held An Yan's hand and breathed on it, trying to warm her hand.

An Yan was amused by his silly behavior: "Don't be silly, call a doctor over, professional matters should be left to professionals."

Zhan Mochen's palm froze, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his handsome face: "..."

Okay, this behavior does seem a bit silly.

He pretended to be calm and pressed the call bell, but did not let go of An Yan's hand.

"Be stupid, I am willing to be stupid to you for the rest of my life."

After saying that, he continued to breathe out, deliberately trying to make An Yan laugh, not caring at all how inconsistent this action was with his usually cold appearance.

An Yan couldn't help laughing when she saw his childish behavior.

When the doctors and nurses rushed over, they saw the usually dignified and indifferent Mr. Zhan carefully holding his wife's hand and blowing on it, while the usually gentle and elegant wife was smiling especially brightly.

Is this really the reaction that a patient and his family should have after just completing surgery?
Everyone had a smile on their face and watched with bated breath, not wanting to break this warm and pleasing scene.

But the patient had just woken up, so they had to examine him as soon as possible.

Several people pushed each other, and finally the attending doctor mustered up the courage to make a little noise: "Cough, cough cough..."

Then, before Zhan Mochen turned around, he quickly lowered his head and spoke, "Boss Zhan, Madam has just woken up. We need to check on Madam."

Zhan Mochen's back stiffened. He never expected that his silly behavior would be watched by so many people.

He quickly switched back to a serious expression, stood up and stepped aside: "Yeah."

Although Zhan Mochen's eyes were oppressive, the medical staff felt inexplicably relieved.

Scary, but familiar.

This is the normal war.

The medical staff quickly surrounded An Yan and began to examine her in an orderly manner.

After measuring heart rate, blood pressure and blood oxygen saturation and various examinations, the attending physician reported the situation to Zhan Mochen.

"Madam's condition is very stable. She can be transferred back to the ward now. However, we still need to pay attention to the anesthesia reaction after the operation."

“What will be the reaction?”

"Some patients may become delirious, and some may talk more, but most are relatively normal. Madam should be fine."

"Ah."

Zhan Mochen responded but didn't take it seriously.

Yanyan had undergone several surgeries before and had never experienced any postoperative reactions.

What he needs to consider now is how to quickly replenish her nutrition so that she can get better soon.

But what Zhan Mochen never expected was that as soon as he accompanied An Yan back to the ward, he was grabbed by An Yan's wrist.

"Zhan Mochen, do grandma and grandpa know about what happened between mom and me? Do the three little ones know about it? You didn't tell them, did you? You mustn't spread it around. Don't tell the servants at home. Just tell Aunt Zhang quietly."

"Please make a phone call to the company and ask Qin Shu to take over my affairs first...By the way, has Ye Qing reconciled with her family? Has she visited Ze Yu recently? I don't know what Ze Yu is thinking. Whenever Ye Qing visits him, he is always quiet."

"Did Xiaolongbao bite our Wanwan that day? Next time we meet, I will make Wanwan bite him back..."

Zhan Mochen: ...

The postoperative anesthesia reaction is late but it comes.

He was stunned for a moment, then decisively sat down beside the bed, held An Yan's hand with his backhand, and took advantage of the fact that she was talking a lot to ask her questions over and over again.

"Honey, who do you love the most in this world? Hmm? The three little ones? Isn't it me? You said you loved me the most, did you forget? It doesn't matter, say it a few more times, say it now."

"Don't ask Xixi and Wanwan, you should care about me. I was scared by you and need mental compensation."

"Say you love me again. I love to hear it."

……

The bodyguard outside the ward door silently listened to his boss and his wife chatting in the ward for nearly half an hour.

At first they tried to hold back their laughter, then they couldn't help laughing, and in the end, they were numb from laughing.

The two of them whispered to each other, talking about everything from children to whether you love me, to the next life, to whether reincarnation exists, to whether there are aliens on other planets.

Fortunately, the lady was so tired that she fell asleep at the end of the conversation, otherwise President Zhan would have assigned them to capture the aliens and bring them back to show the lady.

However, the lady has fallen asleep, and their new mission should be coming soon.

When they heard footsteps in the room, all the bodyguards immediately stopped smiling, regained their serious expressions, and stood straight.

Zhan Mochen never expected that his conversation with An Yan would be overheard by others. He just frowned slightly when he opened the door.

The door of the ward is not closed tightly?
Then just now...

Thinking of the childish conversation between him and An Yan just now, Zhan Mochenjun's face flashed a suspicious dark red for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

"Zhan Yi, dispatch some people to guard Madam Gu's place. No one is allowed to approach except Mr. Gu." Zhan Mochen ordered with a stern face.

Zhan Yi immediately lowered his head and got into work mode.

"Yes." (End of chapter)