When the three of them were playing and playing, Mu Wanqing just stood coldly in the dark shadow of the corridor...

Like an abandoned puppet, standing outside their world, looking at them who are wrapped in happiness in a lonely and mournful way, they are so happy and happy.

Mu Wanqing felt that her eyes were sore and stinging, and she couldn't bear to look at them. She suddenly turned her back to them, and looked at her son lying on the hospital bed, still unable to move, with teary eyes.

The hands hanging by her sides were tightly pulled into fists, and the sharp nails pierced deeply into the flesh, but she couldn't feel the slightest pain.

"It's so late, why don't you stay at home and have a good rest?!" Enough fighting, Yang Mufan hugged Yang Musheng and sat down on the bench, "Sheng Sheng is growing up, sleep is not good, it affects the height and intelligence."

Wen Xiaorou glared viciously at Admiral Sheng who kept making faces at her.I really wanted to hit him, but I was protected by Yang Mifan, so I couldn't hit him no matter what.

She then sat down next to Yang Mufan, and said in a low voice: "I heard Mrs. De said that you haven't eaten all day, and she's coming to the hospital to bring you chicken soup. I'm worried about An An's situation. I came here to worry about your refusal to drink chicken soup, so I made this trip myself. As for Sheng Sheng..."

Wen Xiaorou paused for a moment, then whispered: "So far, we haven't found out who is behind the murder of An'an. I don't know what his purpose is. I'm worried that he will attack Sheng Sheng, so..."

Before Wen Xiaorou could finish speaking, Yang Mufan held down her trembling hand holding the spoon, and said in a low voice but firmly: "Don't worry too much, I will definitely find out as soon as possible, and I won't let you He Shengsheng is also in danger."

Hearing what Yang Mufan said, Wen Xiaorou immediately smiled, and raised a smile that was brighter than Sanyue's.

And... Although they turned around and didn't look at it, their conversation was unreserved, and all of it fell into Mu Wanqing's ears.

Every word that Admiral Fan said to Wen Xiaorou was like one poisoned needle after another, piercing her scabbed heart, riddled with holes.

The bright red blood overflowed crazily, pouring hotly on her stomach, and then flooding her liver, spleen, kidneys and pancreas, the pain caused her liver and intestines to be broken, heart torn, lungs torn, and internal organs torn apart.

Obviously, it was her son who was hurt, so why is it because of Wen Xiaorou's mother and son that Yang Mufan is so powerful and actively seeks out the real culprit? !

If they are not exposed to danger, then what is her son? !

"Mu Fan, drink some chicken soup first." Wen Xiaorou unscrewed the thermos bucket, skillfully scooped up a small half of the bowl.

Admire Fan frowned habitually.

But Wen Xiaorou said with a smile: "Don't refuse to say 'I don't want to drink', Mrs. De boiled it herself, and put a lot of supplements in it. You need to eat more, so that you can be energetic and get that person out, right? !"

Yang Mufan didn't speak, just pressed his thin and handsome lips tightly, took the bowl silently, and drank slowly.

Wen Xiaorou hugged Sheng Sheng and sat next to him, looking at him with gentle eyes, full of liking and love.

Seeing him drink a bowl after a few sips, she filled another bowl for him.

It was only when Admire Fan drank the third bowl that Wen Xiaorou noticed Mu Wanqing.

She let go of Sheng Sheng who was leaning on her body, walked to Mu Wanqing, and asked with a gentle smile: "Miss Mu, you probably haven't eaten all day, right?! Do you want some chicken soup?! I brought a lot, Mu Fan can't drink it all by himself..."

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