It was a good thing Qianqian woke up early, so no one could disturb them…
After a while of tenderness, Lan Qianqian still pushed him away, "Your wound is bleeding, you need to get it treated quickly. Can we hug later?"
"No~"
Xuan Mohan buried his face in her neck and acted spoiled, his magnetic, soft, and alluring voice made Lan Qianqian blush crimson.
"Oh, dear~ Get up first, I'm not leaving. Let the doctor take a look..."
Xuan Mohan lifted his head and saw the young woman's flushed cheeks. He couldn't help but lean closer to her, "Qianqian..."
As expected, he saw her eyes filled with shyness. He continued to speak in that sickeningly sweet voice by her ear, making Lan Qianqian feel completely soft all over.
After a bit more playful teasing, there was a knock on the door.
"Hurry and get up, someone's coming in..." Hearing the sound, Lan Qianqian wanted to quickly get away from the man still holding her.
"No."
"..." Why was he acting like a three-year-old?
"Xuan Mohan!"
Seeing the young woman glaring at him, Xuan Mohan obediently let her go, but his large hand still held hers.
Lan Qianqian looked down, a slow smile curving her lips. The next second, the door opened.
Normanis woke up and immediately brought his beloved wife to see her. Upon seeing her, they were both overjoyed.
"Duoduo, you're awake?!"
Normanis wanted to stop her but couldn't. He quickly turned his eyes to his own darling daughter, but found that she didn't seem to react much, which made him feel strange.
Yao Qianya took two steps before realizing something was amiss. She cautiously glanced at her daughter and, seeing her normal expression, breathed a sigh of relief. She then pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Look at me, I mistook someone else..."
Just as Yao Qianya smiled and prepared to move away, the woman on the bed spoke, instantly plunging the ward into silence.
"Dad, Mom... I'm sorry, I was too stupid when I was little..."
Back then, she had been waiting for her mother in the restroom when she was tricked and taken away by human traffickers. After that, she couldn't find them, which led to their family being separated for twenty years.
Yao Qianya looked at her darling daughter again and again, her eyes darting left and right. When she confirmed that she was indeed speaking to them, tears began to stream down her face like rolling pearls.
"You just... you just said..."
Yao Qianya covered her mouth, choked with sobs, unable to finish her question, her eyes blurred.
"Duoduo is back..."
After all the detours, she had finally returned to her mother's embrace.
"Wuwu... my Duoduo..."
Yao Qianya instantly broke down, sobbing uncontrollably as she rushed towards the person on the bed and hugged her tightly.
"It's my fault for not taking good care of you... Mom is so sorry..."
Seeing his wife crying so sadly, Normanis, a man who stood tall and proud, couldn't help but wipe his own eyes. But deep down, he was unspeakably happy that his daughter hadn't forgotten them...
The family chatted warmly, completely oblivious to the man beside them who was growing increasingly displeased. It was Lan Qianqian who first noticed his resentful little glance, finding it amusing. However…
"Dad, Mom, Mohan's wound has reopened. Let's call the doctor to check on him."
The Norman couple nodded repeatedly, "That's right, you just woke up, you need to let the doctor examine you..."
"..." Was that what she meant?
Lan Qianqian was a little amused and speechless, but she let them have their way. If the doctor didn't examine him, they probably wouldn't be at ease.
When Mu Jingxuan walked in, Lan Qianqian paused involuntarily. She remembered the hairpin clearly; it was a small accessory she had fallen in love with at first sight when she visited this place as a child. She hadn't expected that the person she encountered later would be him.
Then he...
Lan Qianqian subtly concealed her thoughts and said nothing, allowing him to examine her.
Yet, he had lost the hairpin he returned to her on that playground...
Xuan Mohan was being attended to by Yu Zheng, his narrow eyes frequently glancing over to their side, finding everything displeasing!
However, given his excellent medical skills, he managed to restrain himself.
I can't see them, I can't see them…
He's just a small doctor…
Xuan Mohan endured the wait, counting the minutes, oblivious that his wound had already been bandaged.
"There are no more issues."
The examination didn't take too long, but Mu Jingxuan checked twice to ensure he didn't miss any details, until all the results were the same.
These examination results brought everyone a sigh of relief.
Afterward, those who came to visit the hospital rushed over upon hearing the good news. Coupled with the Normanis couple's doting affection for their daughter, Lan Qianqian was rarely left alone.
As for that cheap son-in-law, he was sulking alone…
However, looking at the little woman in the center, who couldn't stop smiling, Xuan Mohan felt content.
Sigh…
When will there be no one to compete with him for the little woman…
Thinking this, Xuan Mohan's greedy heart set its sights on the wedding. It was better to get this matter settled sooner…
…
A few days later, Xuan Mohan was discharged from the hospital. However, the first thing he did after leaving was accompany the young woman to the Jingling Cemetery.
He could tell that although the young woman had been taking care of him at the hospital, she was always distracted.
He also knew that the young woman wanted to see Aunt Tong as soon as possible, but she had held back for his sake. They could all see this.
Therefore, he was discharged early to accompany her. Not only him, but also her parents and Norman Ziyue, and even Qi Jiayou had followed.
After they had all paid their respects, Lan Qianqian asked them to wait outside.
Xuan Mohan, worried, wanted to stay, but Lan Qianqian still sent him out.
She just wanted… to talk quietly with her mother…
However, before she could speak, her tears poured out like an opened floodgate…
She really didn't want to accept this fact, but the woman smiling gently at her in the photo kept reminding her that her mother was truly gone…
"Ah…"
Lan Qianqian cried out, covering her head, like a wounded little beast. It felt as if only by doing so could she feel a little better.
The past moments could only become precious memories stored in her heart. Only the things in the wooden box would be her solace in the future.
Life… why must it have so many regrets…
The sky slowly darkened…
"Mohan, go check on Duoduo. She's been out for so long…"
A mother always worries endlessly about her children, especially since her adoptive mother had passed away, and she hadn't even seen her one last time. How heartbroken she must be.
"…Mm."
He had wanted to let her vent properly, but the amount of time that had passed made him anxious as well.
Just as he was about to step forward, the young woman caught his eye. She looked incredibly thin and pitiable, as if she would fall over with a gust of wind.
Xuan Mohan's heart tightened. He quickly walked over to meet her. As expected, her body swayed precariously, unbalanced. He leaned down and picked her up in his arms, whispering in her ear,
"I'll get revenge for you. Sleep for a while, okay?"
Lan Qianqian nodded and buried her face in his warm embrace. Only she knew that she couldn't sleep at all, her ears filled with the memory of that last phone call…