Han Yixi's scream just now woke Xiao Zehan who was lying on the ground. He was still unable to move and could not call for help. He had to eavesdrop on the conversation between the father and daughter openly, and then slowly closed his eyes.

The ambulance arrived soon, and Han Yixi and Han’s father followed the ambulance to the hospital.

In the evening, Xiao Zehan slowly opened his eyes as he smelled the pungent smell of disinfectant and saw a pair of big, lively and shining eyes staring at him, and then said, "Dad, he is awake." Zehan vaguely heard the voice of the little girl just now.

"Hello, kid, do you live in our building? Where is your family? I need to contact them. Your family has to worry about you for so long in the hospital." Dad Han looked at Xiao Zehan with kind and warm eyes.

"Hello! Uncle, my name is Xiao Zehan. I live on the second floor and live with my grandma." Xiao Zehan paused for a moment, thought of something, and said, "Please don't tell grandma that I am in the hospital. She is not in good health when she is old. I'm afraid she is worried. If you have the medical expenses, I will write you an IOU. When I have the ability, I will definitely pay you back the money. Please believe me." Xiao Zehan looked at Dad Han sincerely, hoping that he would not tell grandma about his hospitalization.

"So you are Grandma Xiao's grandson. I have been hearing your grandmother say that a very well-behaved and sensible grandson is coming to live for a while. It turns out that it is you." Dad Han pulled Xiao Zehan's slid quilt and said softly: "It's okay, little guy, I can afford the medical expenses, so you don't have to pay it back. I will explain to her on your grandmother's side, so you can take care of it. The doctor said that fortunately, it was timely discovered, not very serious, but there were several contusions and may also have mild concussions, so you need to observe for a few more days. When the examination report is fine, you can be discharged from the hospital."

"Thank you uncle, but I will definitely pay back the medical expenses. I don't know what to call you?" Xiao Zehan doesn't like to owe others what he can. If he has the ability, he wants to pay it off immediately.

"My surname is Han. You call me Uncle Han. There is no hurry to pay for the medical expenses. It will be better when you have the ability. Now get up and eat something first. You're hungry." Han's father thought to himself that this child is really good. He is both polite and trustworthy. He is a good child.

"Why don't you ask who I am? I've been guarding you at your bedside for a long time." Han Yixi was a little angry. He was obviously "taking care of" him (in fact, Han Yixi was a ill person who was a flower tycoon and thought Xiao Zehan was good-looking, so he kept staring at him stupidly by the bed, as if he couldn't see enough no matter how much he looked). He couldn't see himself, and he was just chatting with his father.

"Be good at Xixi, stop making trouble. The little brother is a patient and needs to rest. Don't quarrel with him." Han's father touched Han Yixi's head and explained.

"Oh." Han Yixi thought what Han's father said made sense, so he obediently held the supper he bought from Han's father and brought it to Xiao Zehan, and said in a slight voice, "Little brother, this is the bone soup my father bought. If you don't drink it, you will get better soon." Then, he smiled and took the spoon to Xiao Zehan's mouth, "Little brother, let's make a deal. I'll feed you the soup, and you can let me drink it too. My father discovered that he was secretly drinking and said that this was for you. If you agree, I can drink it."

Xiao Zehan looked at her playful expression and nodded slightly, thinking: As expected, every girl is a complete foodie. The corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Han Yixi fed him a spoonful and drank two spoonfuls by himself. While drinking, he praised the soup for its deliciousness.

My father soon discovered his trick, "Xiao Xixi, give the little brother more drinks so that he can get better."

"Oh, I understand." My father discovered that he could no longer drink good soup, and his little mouth couldn't help but pout.

After feeding Xiao Zehan (of course, I couldn't help but stutter a lot) Han Yixi pulled the corner of Han's father's clothes, "Dad, can I stay with him?"

Dad Han waved his fingers back and forth, "Of course not. You are too noisy and will affect the little brother's rest. Mom will pick you up immediately."

"Oh, I know." Han Yixi looked at the little brother on the hospital bed with a dejected look. Hey, I'm going to kindergarten again tomorrow, I can't escape.

Looking at Han Yixi's back as he left, Xiao Zehan felt a little disappointed. He seemed to fall in love with her and wanted her to stay with him.

A kind of love called "unswerving until death" is slowly sprouting.

The next afternoon, Han Yixi jumped happily to Xiao Zehan's bedside as soon as school was over, "Little brother, I forgot to introduce myself yesterday. My name is Han Yixi. I am 6 years old this year. I am very happy to meet you." He stretched out his little hand with a friendly extension.

Seeing that Han Yixi was coming, a warm sun rose in Xiao Zehan's heart and shyly stretched out his little hand, "Hello, my name is Xiao Zehan, I am 8 years old this year."

In the sunshine, the two little hands were tightly held together, and Xiao Zehan and Han Yixi felt a sense of warmth in their hearts, as if they were the red rope of the Moonie, which tied them tightly together at that moment.

During the few days of hospitalization, Han Yixi came to Xiao Zehan to tell stories, chat, play chess, and play games every day. Gradually, the relationship between the two became closer and closer. When they were discharged from the hospital, Han Yixi took the initiative to pull Xiao Zehan's hand, "Little brother, congratulations on being discharged from the hospital. We can go home together."

"Yes", although Han Yixi's words were unintentional, waves of love flowed into Xiao Zehan's heart.
Chapter completed!