One Child, Two Babies: The President's Nightly Delight

"Okay, sister, how is grandpa and grandma doing?" Taotao asked again, and glanced at Zhanzhan and Ruanruan beside him.

They were all worried about Lin Wenzheng and Zhou Qing's health.

Nianmu was startled, and asked him, "How do you know?"

"It's on the news, we saw it." Taotao said, "But those people only said that grandpa and grandma were injured, and didn't say the specific situation."

"They will be fine, and there are doctors and nurses in the hospital to take care of them, so don't worry." Nian Mu said.

Taotao let out a "hmm", then said to Zhan Zhan and Ruan Ruan, "Brother and sister, did you hear that?"

"Yeah." Zhan Zhan nodded.

Only now did Nian Mu realize that they were all standing in front of the phone. They must be concerned about Lin Wenzheng and Zhou Qing.

"Be good at home, eat first, I'll go with..." Nianmu glanced at the man who was driving beside him, "I'll go back with your father right away."

"Okay, sister, dad, be careful on the road." Taotao reminded.

"Okay." Nianmu waited for the other end of the phone to hang up before hanging up.

"They know that the two elders are hospitalized?" The space in the car was quiet, and Mu Shaoling could hear her voice on the other end of the phone.

"Well, the news has been reported." Nian Mu said, knowing that he was doing something, he added: "But the reporter did not report the situation of the two elders in detail."

"Well, the hospital didn't disclose it." Mu Shaoling said, the hospital where Si Yao was located protected the privacy of the patients in the VIP ward very well.

Not everyone can enter the ward, and the people in the ward basically don't disturb each other. Most of them have special identities, so it's fine if they don't be exposed by others, and they don't have the heart to explore other people's privacy.

Therefore, Lin Wenzheng was in the VIP ward with Zhou Qing, so he was relieved.

Lin Ning couldn't get in, and neither could the reporters.

"I don't know when they will recover and be discharged from the hospital," Nian Mu said.

For young people, if they are in good health, even if it is a concussion, all symptoms will disappear after a few days.

But the body of the elderly is much weaker. They may need more time to rest and recuperate their bodies due to concussions.

"I don't know, leave it to Si Yao." Mu Shaoling said.

Even if Lin Wenzheng and Zhou Qing recovered, he planned to let them stay in the VIP ward for a few more days.

It's not to occupy public resources, but to make Lin Ning think that Lin Wenzheng and Zhou Qing's situation is very bad.

The more this is the case, the happier Lin Ning will be.

When a person is in a happy state, more things will be exposed.

Mu Shaoling just wanted Zhou Qing to see clearly.

Lin Wenzheng was soft-hearted. If Zhou Qing knew about many things, she would definitely feel sad.

So it has always been a policy of concealment, not letting her know how many ridiculous things Lin Ning has done behind the scenes.

He believed that Lin Ning had nothing to do with him, and he did not object to Lin Wenzheng's doing so.

But right now, Lin Ning must be eliminated, and, in order to prevent Zhou Qing from worrying too much, she must know Lin Ning's true face, and let her know what a bad person Lin Ning is.

Mu Shaoling was planning while driving.

After thinking about it for a while, he returned to the villa.

After saying hello to the child, Mu Shaoling went upstairs.

Taotao held Nianmu's hand, turned his face to look at Mu Shaoling's shadow going upstairs, and asked, "Sister, why does Dad have such a serious expression?"

"Is there?" Nianmu smiled and shook his head, trying to resolve the child's uneasiness, "Isn't your father always like that?"

"Really..." Taotao pouted, their father was the most serious, and he was very serious to them too!

He still likes his mother.

Thinking about it, he touched the back of Nianmu's left hand again, looking closely at her bandaged right hand, "Sister, does it hurt?"

Nianmu noticed that the three children looked at his hands one after another, smiled and shook his head, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

With their care, it doesn't hurt at all.

"Sister, Aunt Wu has left you dinner, do you want to eat?" Taotao asked again, he really wanted to hold her injured hand and blow it, because it wouldn't hurt anymore.

But he didn't dare to do this, worried that he would hurt her, so Taotao had no choice but to give up.

"Okay, I'll go to the kitchen." Nianmu said, letting the child hold his hand, and walked into the kitchen.

Aunt Wu is in the kitchen preparing the ingredients for tomorrow morning's breakfast. Because she is going to ask for leave, she is worried that Nianmu won't be able to do it all by herself, so she chops the stuffing for the buns in advance to adjust the flavor, and then kneads the dough to ferment.

"Aunt Wu, what are you preparing?" Seeing that she was kneading dough, Nianmu asked suspiciously.

"Miss Nian, you're back." Aunt Wu replied with a smile, "I'm kneading the skin of the buns. I'll wrap the buns when they're done fermenting. Tomorrow you just need to steam them in the pot."

"Are you going to ask for leave tomorrow?" Nian Mu remembered that she mentioned that she would send her child to school on the day the school started, so she was too late to come here in the morning.

"Yes, so prepare breakfast in advance, and you can sleep more tomorrow." Aunt Wu rubbed her face vigorously.

"Thank you." Nian Mu couldn't help thanking.

"Don't talk about that, by the way, haven't you eaten yet? The meal is heating up in the microwave." Aunt Wu said, knowing that they couldn't come back at meal time, so she reserved the meal and put it in the microwave to heat it up.

"Okay." Nianmu turned on the microwave oven, which contained her and Mu Shaoling's meals.

She took out a tray and put all the meals on the tray.

Aunt Wu asked, "By the way, is Mr. back?"

"I'm back, but I'm busy upstairs, so I'll bring him the food." Nian Mu said, dividing the food left by Aunt Wu into two, the one to be served to Mu Shaoling would naturally be more.

"Don't move around, let me do it, I'll wash my hands." Aunt Wu noticed Nianmu's bandaged right hand.

"I'm fine. It's just a small injury. It's just a tray. It's not a big deal, and I won't hurt the wound." Nianmu is not hypocritical. The wound on her hand doesn't hurt now, and she thinks it's okay, "Besides Now, you have kneaded half of the dough and washed your hands again, what a bother, I'll just do it."

"Then I'll trouble you, Ms. Nian." Aunt Wu has flour in her hands now, and it's hard to serve the food. Seeing her insistence, she had to give up.

Nianmu brought the two meals to the dining room, put the soup in bowls on the tray, and carried the meals upstairs.

When he came to Mu Shaoling's bedroom, even though the door was not closed, he still knocked on the door.

"Come in." Seeing her carrying the tray, Mu Shaoling frowned, and said, "Why are you so dishonest when you're injured?"

"It's just that my hand was scratched, and it's not that my bones are broken and disabled. It's okay to carry a tray. Besides, Aunt Wu is busy preparing breakfast for tomorrow morning in the kitchen. This tray is too heavy. I can't let the children come. Right?" Nianmu said, putting the tray on the table, "You should eat soup first, and then deal with work?"