It's a miracle that you can still have such an optimistic personality after experiencing those inhuman torments.

Wang Jiaohua almost turned over the villa and finally turned out the medicine box.

"Uncle, take care of the wound first."

Wang Jiaohua was worried and shed a lot of blood.

Ling Yiyong looked at Han Ling, who was sitting on the sofa in tears.

Nodding to Wang Jiaohua.

Wang Jiaohua helped him detoxify the wound on his forehead and bandaged it with a band aid. Then she set out to clean up the living room.

The living room has been almost smashed by Han Ling.

Han Ling got up feebly and bent over to pick up the broken pieces of the antique vase.

"I'll just clean it up."

Han Ling said weakly.

Wang Jiaohua is just Ling Weifeng's friend. She is very grateful to take care of Ling Weifeng at this time. How can she mess up the hall and let others clean it up.

"Auntie, I'll just come. You go and have a rest first."

"No, I'll give you trouble. I'll do it myself."

"Auntie, don't move. I'll come and I'll do it. I'll grow up soon."

Wang Jiaohua firmly helped Han Ling up and pushed her onto the sofa.

"I'll clean it up. You two will go up and accompany Xiao Feng." Ling Yiyong said.

"No, no, I'll do it."

Wang Jiaohua refused, and then quickly turned to clean up.

Han Ling looked at Wang Jiaohua with some thanks and felt that the girl was really good.

It's a pity that she doesn't have a son, otherwise it's good to marry to be a daughter-in-law.

After sitting for a while, waiting for her mood to stabilize, Han Ling went upstairs to see Ling Weifeng.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at her daughter who was full of fear in her dream, her heart was like a knife.

Silently wipe tears.

Ling Yiyong stood at the door, afraid to approach.

Looking at the suffering of the two women, for him, it is tantamount to a delay.

He didn't even have the courage to go in and have a look.

It took Wang Jiaohua almost an hour to clean up the living room.

She thumped her stiff waist twice and was about to sit down and have a rest when the phone rang.

It's Fang Jiming.

Fang knows that she is here with Ling Weifeng, but she is also worried about Ling Weifeng.

Asked about the situation, told her not to be too tired, hung up.

Wang Jiaohua went to the kitchen and warmed up the three dishes and one soup.

She did not know whether Ling Yiyong and Han Ling had eaten, so she cooked two more dishes.

The three were sitting at the table with no appetite.

"Has Xiao Feng eaten it yet?" Han Ling's tone is a bit flighty, it sounds ethereal and powerless.

Wang Jiaohua shook her head.

Cry tears on the direct sleep, water did not enter.

Han Ling put down her dishes and chopsticks. She had no appetite.

Ling Yiyong frowned and said cautiously, "ah Ling, the doctor wants you to add more nutrition."

Originally, she was weak and could not be discharged from hospital, but she insisted on seeing her daughter.

Now I don't eat. How can I.

Don't let the small ones fall down again.

Han Ling didn't even give him a look in her eyes. She just looked at the white rice in front of her.

Wang Jiaohua some late coagulation not determined, "Auntie, you do not eat, Wan lifetime ill, who will take care of Xiao Feng."

Han Ling has no appetite, but this sentence stabbed her in the heart.

Tears came down.

However, he took a breath and took the bowl and ate it.

Ling Yiyong wanted to bring her vegetables, but he was afraid that she would be disgusted.

Can only ask for help to look at Wang Jiaohua.

Wang Jiaohua understood and put a piece of chicken in Han Ling's bowl. "Auntie, when Xiao Feng wakes up, it will be more sad to see you so haggard."

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