The long time only sweets you

Chapter 321

Su Manman's face turned pale when he heard the words, almost untenable.

"What, it may not recover for several years?"

Seeing that she was too weak to stand upright, Li Beiqing hurriedly held her waist, and said comfortingly:

"Don't worry, the doctor said it's just a possibility. If Xibao recovers well, he might be able to recover his memory soon. Besides, it's not a good memory, so he can forget it."

Su Manman was frowning, helpless.

"However, Xibao can't remember what happened at that time. How can we prove that it was Li Xiaoya who pushed him downstairs?"

This is indeed a hassle.

Li Beiqing frowned and said, "Let nature take its course, there will always be a solution. It's important to take care of Xibao first."

What he said makes sense, and it can only be like this for the time being.

Su Manman sighed, looking at his son's pale face, his heart was still clenched.

The doctor gave Xibao the medicine, and he fell asleep again in a daze, with Su Manman by his side.

Li Beiqing left the ward lightly, stood still in the corridor outside, took out his mobile phone and called Lang Yue.

"Lang Yue, remember to protect the traces in the living room of the old house and the stairway leading to the basement, and let people guard them at all times. If there is any trouble, remember to call me."

He had a hunch that maybe some people would throw themselves into the trap.

Lang Yue assured that nothing would go wrong, and he had already sent additional people to guard the entire corridor.

……

Early the next morning, because it was the weekend, Huanhuan couldn't go to kindergarten, so she followed Mrs. Li to visit Xibao.

Seeing that Xibao had a brace on his neck, Li Huanhuan's little face wrinkled.

"Xibao, are you in pain?"

She carefully touched Xi Bao's face.

Xibao felt wronged and Bala nodded, but he didn't dare to move too much, because his neck would hurt, his head would hurt, and he would feel dizzy.

When Li Huanhuan saw her, her little mouth pursed.

"Xibao, can I blow it on for you? I was injured in a fall before, and my grandma said that it won't hurt if I blow it on."

Xibao nodded, agreeing.

Li Huanhuan lay on Xibao's hospital bed, brushed his hair away, and exhaled into his neck and head.

The milky scent sprayed on her cheeks, brushed her hair, and scratched Xibao's face itchy.

He shrank his neck and blushed: "It's so itchy, hehe, Huanhuan, don't blow it, it's so itchy, please don't blow it, hahahaha..."

The old lady Li was worried that Huanhuan would touch Xibao's neck, so she kept telling her, "Hey, Huanhuan, don't make trouble, be careful of touching Xibao's wound."

But Huanhuan didn't agree, and pestered Xibao to play together.

Thanks to Huanhuan's company, Xibao's complexion improved a lot, and a bright sunny smile appeared on his face again.

……

Li's old house.

A red Ferrari parked in the parking lot in the front yard, the door opened, and Li Xiaoya, who was dressed in a Chanel dress, got out of the car.

Then, she opened the trunk and took out the big and small bags.

When Zhao Wanji learned that her daughter was going home, she rushed to meet her from the other courtyard.

"Oh, Xiaoya, didn't I tell you not to come back? Why did you come back again? You are a self-willed child, a newly married daughter-in-law who runs to her mother's house every day, how decent is it?"

Although Zhao Wanji was complaining, she was very happy in her heart.

As everyone knows, the reason why the daughter came back to the old house was not to visit her, but for other things.

(End of this chapter)