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..."

When she got close, Wen Xiaorou realized that Mu Wanqing's pale cheeks were covered with tears. She frowned, and comforted her with care and thoughtfulness: "Miss Mu, don't worry too much. The condition is very serious, but you should trust Mu Fan, as long as he is around, nothing will happen to An An. Come here and drink some chicken soup to replenish your strength."

"Thank you, I have no appetite." Mu Wanqing raised her hand, wiped away the tears on her face, and refused in a low voice.

Wen Xiaorou was overly enthusiastic, and said persistently: "I haven't even had the chicken soup yet, so why don't you say thank you. It's not too late to say thank you after you drink it."

"I'm really not hungry, thank you for your kindness."

"Miss Mu, don't see me outside. The chicken soup is delicious. Although the weather is not cold yet, it is already autumn. If you don't eat to warm your body, you will catch cold easily."

As she said that, she took Mu Wanqing's hand and was about to pull it aside.

Mu Wanqing was agitated by Wen Xiaorou's disturbance. She was a little powerless and a little angry. She couldn't control the last emotion well, so she shook it vigorously, and then said loudly: "I've already said it, no need."

Unexpectedly, the moment Wen Xiaorou was thrown away by her, the high heels under her feet twisted, and she fell heavily to the ground.

Mu Wanqing was dumbfounded.

"Mu Wanqing!!!" Yang Mufan's furious scolding sounded earth-shattering, "Xiao Rou kindly invites you to drink chicken soup, even if you don't want to drink it, it's fine if you don't appreciate it, what are you pushing people for?!"

Before Mu Wanqing could react, Yang Mufan rushed to Wen Xiaorou's side like a hurricane, and helped her up gently and carefully.

"Mu Fan, don't be mean to Ms. Mu, don't blame her. It's my own fault. She said she didn't want to drink, but I insisted." Wen Xiaorou frowned and said aggrievedly.

After hearing her words, Yang Mufan was completely speechless.Angry and anxious and angry.

The moment he helped her up, Wen Xiaorou just exerted a little force on his right foot, and Wen Xiaorou suddenly let out a low voice: "It hurts...the ankle hurts..."

Yang Mufan raised his hand towards her ankle, first carefully helped her take off the high heels, then held her foot, and gently squeezed her ankle: "Is this here?!"

"En." Wen Xiaorou nodded fiercely, tears came out from the pain.

"It's sprained, I'll carry you to find Xiding." As he spoke, Yang Mufan had picked her up and ran towards the dean's office downstairs.

After running for several meters, he suddenly turned around and shouted, "Sheng Sheng, hurry up and follow."

Yang Musheng, who was wearing a handsome little suit, slid down from the bench, then rushed up to Mu Wanqing, unceremoniously raised her leg, kicked Mu Wanqing viciously, and cursed viciously, "Bad!" woman", and ran after Yang Mifan.

And Mu Wanqing stood there dumbly, motionless.

Seeing the tall figure of Yang Mufan holding Wen Xiaorou in his arms, and quickly disappearing at the end of the corridor, the tears she held back burst into tears again...

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When An An woke up for the first time, it was three days later.

Like a stone sculpture, Mu Wanqing stood outside the intensive care unit for three days and three nights.

Seeing that An An seemed to be in pain, when she woke up, her little hand kept grabbing the drip on the back of her hand. She was so excited that she crawled downstairs to call the doctor.

Not only the doctors came here after hearing the news, but also Fan Fan who admired them.

The door of the intensive care unit had just been swiped open by Xiding's card, and Mu Wanqing rushed inside without permission.

The moment she threw herself on the hospital bed, when she heard An An wake up in a daze, she kept shouting "Mom, Mom, I hurt."

The voice was so weak that it hurt her heart.

Mu Wanqing couldn't control her tears no matter what.

She held his pitifully small hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "An'an, mom is here, it doesn't hurt, mom gives you Huhu, okay... Huhu doesn't hurt anymore..."

As she spoke, Mu Wanqing lowered her head, and blew gently on the back of his hand, which was covered in black and purple from the infusion tube.No one knew how worried and scared she was these days.An An, who was afraid of her, just fell asleep like this, and would never wake up.An An, who was afraid of her, just left her without a sound, not even giving her the last chance to say goodbye.

Fortunately, her son finally woke up...

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