Mr. Mu's exclusive love

Chapter 522

Mu's mother finally couldn't bear it anymore and got out of bed.

"You are..."

"I'm going out for a walk."

She pulled on her slippers and walked out of the hospital bed, and she saw that the door of the hospital bed diagonally opposite was open, and a three or four-year-old boy was crying in the arms of his mother, who had been coddling him softly, with an extremely gentle voice.

Keeping this scene in her eyes, Mu's mother couldn't help but think of herself back then, when her nose was sore, tears fell down her cheeks.

"Ma'am?" Lin Zifan held her shoulders, "Are you all right?"

"Oh!" Mother Mu turned her face to one side and wiped her eyes, "It's okay, it's just... the light in the corridor is too bright, and my eyes feel a little uncomfortable."

As soon as she turned around, her gaze caught sight of two familiar figures walking towards the end of the corridor, which were her husband Qin Zhaoyang and assistant Zhu Li.

Mu's mother was busy adjusting her mood, then turned around and went back to the ward.

From a distance, Qin Zhaoyang had already seen her, and subconsciously quickened his pace to walk over, but saw the other party turn around and return to the ward, and his forward steps suddenly became heavy as if filled with lead.

The child in the ward was still crying, and the crying made him irritable.

Stopping to look at the crying child in the mother's arms in the ward, Qin Zhaoyang frowned, turned and walked into Mu's ward, and immediately gave orders to Julie.

"close the door."

"gentlemen."

Lin Zifan stepped forward and greeted him politely.

Qin Zhaoyang nodded, walked forward to the side of the bed, and glanced at Mu's mother's palm.

After these few days of treatment and recuperation, Mu's mother's burns have already improved a lot, and the light gray scabs on the wound have begun to fall off, revealing the tender pink skin inside.

Mu's mother leaned on the pillow, stroking the wrinkles on the thin quilt with her fingers, neither looking at him nor speaking.

Qin Zhaoyang coughed lightly and sat down on the chair beside the bed.

"The doctor said that your condition has improved a lot, and we will return to country M next Monday."

go back?

Didn't he still want to buy the real estate company in City A?
Is it...

Mother Mu raised her face, her eyes fell on Qin Zhaoyang's face with some questioning.

Seeing the problem in her eyes, Qin Zhaoyang pursed his lips slightly.

"There's a project over there in New York, and I'm going to be in charge of it myself."

He didn't answer her question directly, but this statement already showed that he would not intervene in the acquisition of the real estate company in City A.

Mu's mother's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a bright color appeared in her eyes.

Catching that gleam of light, Qin Zhaoyang relaxed slightly, then frowned again.

Sure enough, her son was more important to her!
Seeing her on the burned palm, the man's eyebrows tightened a little, but his eyes were softly tinged with distress.

"You go out."

Zhu Li and Lin Zifan hurriedly exited the door, Qin Zhaoyang clasped his hands on his knees, finally lifted up, and lightly supported the joint between the thumb of her injured right hand and the tiger's mouth—cautiously avoided her injury, and put her He turned his palm over and looked at it.

"Does it still hurt?"

The man's tone was low and gentle, wrapped in concern.

Leaning at him to hold up his fingers, feeling his fingertips gently brushing against the skin, Mu's mother's tone softened.

"fine."

The fingers stretched out to her palm, the man's fingers clenched slightly, and then gently moved over and landed on her wrist, his thumb gently caressing her slender wrist.

She seems to have lost weight again!

(End of this chapter)