"I want to take Lin Xikai to overseas for treatment." Yan Lin thought for a while, but still spoke his heart.
Lin Yiran stood there, living in the ward to accompany Lin Xikai these days. She had long been accustomed to the strong and pungent smell of disinfectant here.
She walked aside and poured Yan Lin a glass of water.
He handed the paper cup to Yan Lin, and the other party raised his head and looked at Lin Yiran and took the cup.
The size of the paper cup in Yan Lin's hand became significantly smaller. He drank all the water in one sip and pointed his mouth and feet with his thumb, "I grew up watching Lin Xikai."
Yan Lin knew that Lin Yiran did not plan to let Lin Xikai go, and would not let him leave alone with Lin Xikai who was unconscious.
He also knew that he would leave Lin Xikai here again.
There is more misfortune and less good.
Yan Lin raised his eyelids, looked at Lin Yiran without saying anything, and continued, "Didn't you always want Lin Xikai to participate in these right and wrong?"
Lin Yiran didn't speak for a long time. She walked to the window and frowned and looked at the people coming and going.
Yan Lin's words made her feel embarrassed for a moment.
The ward was so quiet that only Yan Lin's breathing could be heard. He touched the corner of his eyes that had been beaten by Li Hanxuan and hissed in pain.
Lin Xikai on the hospital bed blinked.
He slowly opened his eyes. Although he kept in mind Li Hanxuan's words, he still opened his eyes before leaving his mother.
Lin Xikai glanced at his mother with his back to her, and then at Yan Lin with a wounded face.
He coughed twice, his voice a little weak, "Uncle Yanlin, I don't want to leave my mother, nor do I want to leave my father..."
Hearing Lin Xikai's voice, Lin Yiran quickly turned around.
She looked at Lin Xikai on the hospital bed in disbelief, "Little Stone! You are awake!"
"I'll call the doctor..."
Yan Lin stood up in shock, no longer caring about the injuries on his body and face, so he hurried out of the ward.
Lin Yiran half-squatted beside the bed, holding Lin Xikai's hand tightly, and could only open her mouth, but couldn't say anything.
She bit her lips tightly, and tears dripped down the corners of her eyes.
Lin Xikai raised his fleshy little hand and wiped tears on Lin Yiran's face, "Mom... Dad told me that in order not to let my great-grandfather take me away, I can only pretend that I won't wake up. Don't let Uncle Yanlin take me away, I don't have to go abroad for treatment, I don't want to leave you and dad..."
"No one can take you away, you will always be with your mother." Lin Yiran's lips curled up slightly, and she stretched out her hand and touched his head.
The doctor came in time and after examining Lin Xikai, he announced the good news.
Lin Xikai is fine.
Upon hearing this good news, Lin Yiran sat on the hospital bed next to her with relief.
Before leaving, the doctor instructed Lin Xikai to stay in the hospital for another two days to observe.
In the evening, Lin Yiran and Lin Xikai squeezed into a bed.
Lin Xikai snuggled in Lin Yiran's arms, his smiling eyes bent into a line.
Lin Yiran touched Lin Xikai's forehead, "Mom asked you, did you fall down the stairs by yourself?"
Lin Xikai raised his eyes and looked carefully at Lin Yiran's expression.
Then he lowered his head and pouted slightly, "It was the short-haired aunt who slapped me... I didn't stand firm and fell down the stairs..."
"She hit you!"
Lin Yiran sat up from the bed in anger.
Thinking of the second aunt slapping Lin Xikai, Lin Yiran felt her heart tremble.
Chapter completed!