Sweet Mommy, Go!

3He must not talk about other things first, and must definitely talk about the lightest and most important thing, or else, he would scare the Muxiangwan.    1

    

But even so, she had still scared the Muxiangwan.    

    

"What did you say?" Hearing Guchenzhe say that, Muxiangwan immediately opened his eyes wide, he did not feel dizzy nor did he feel sleepy.    

    

"Don't get excited, listen to me!" Guchenzhe said as he gently patted Muxiangwan's shoulders and looked into her eyes.    

    

"Xiaoqi only suffered a light wound on his arm. He was hit by a car!"    

    

Hearing that Xiaoqi was only slightly injured, Muxiangwan became nervous and relaxed.    

    

Even after growing up, she hadn't caused the Xiaoqi the slightest bit of injury. Although the Guchenzhe said that it was a light injury, she hadn't seen it, so she couldn't really be at ease.    

    

The relaxed thing was, looking at Guchenzhe's expression, he did not seem to be lying to him. It should really be just a light injury.    

    

However, her heart was still in turmoil.    

    

"What the hell is going on?" Muxiangwan tried her best to calm down, but her voice still trembled a little.    

    

"Today, when Mom and Dad were crossing the road with him, a car rushed over towards Xiaoqi."    

    

"But the Xiaoqi is fine, it's just that his arm is injured."    

    

"Let's go see him now!"    

    

"Alright!" With that, Muxiangwan rushed out, but her legs went soft and she almost fell to the ground.    

    

Only now did Muxiangwan realize that he was wearing an evening gown, such clothes were not suitable for people to make large movements. He immediately went back to his room to change.    

    

When she randomly changed her clothes and came out, she discovered that Guchenzhe had also changed his clothes. The two of them hurriedly drove to the hospital.    

    

Arriving at the hospital, before they even entered the room, Muxiangwan heard the joyful laughter of the Xiaoqi coming from inside.    

    

Muxiangwan heaved a sigh of relief. Seems like what Guchenzhe said was true, otherwise, how could he still be laughing so happily.    

    

Pushing the door open and entering, he saw Xiaoqi sitting on a sickbed in the hospital, her face was full of smiles, her face flushed red, looking very healthy.    

    

However, his right arm was wrapped in a layer of white gauze, which was hanging around his neck, making it look very eye-catching.    

    

"Wanwan, you're here!" When Xiaoqi heard the sound of the door opening, he looked over, and saw Muxiangwan standing at the door, his eyes filled with tears.    

    

"Beautiful Hushijiejie, this is my mother!" At this time, Xiaoqi didn't forget to introduce her mother to Xiaohushi, a gentleman who was standing at the side.    

    

Muxiangwan rushed in front of Xiaoqi, looked around him, then asked him softly, "Is it still painful?"    

    

He was afraid that if he spoke too loudly, he would hurt Xiaoqi.    

    

"It doesn't hurt anymore!" Xiaoqi shook his head.    

    

"Uncle Doctor has already fixed Xiaoqi's hands. As long as Xiaoqi doesn't move, it won't hurt!"    

    

Xiaoqi was afraid that Muxiangwan would be worried so he quickly explained.    

    

Gently pulling Xiaoqi's left hand, Muxiangwan wanted to hug Xiaoqi, but he was afraid of hurting Xiaoqi. He wished that he could help Xiaoqi suffer through this.    

    

When she thought about how Xiaoqi would suffer in such a manner at such a young age, she couldn't help but tear up.    

    

"Wanwan won't cry, Xiaoqi will be fine!" Xiaoqi realized that Muxiangwan was crying and quickly used his left hand to wipe the tears off his face.    

    

"The doctor said that as long as Xiaoqi obediently follows my instructions, I will be fine for a few days!"    

    

"Wanwan, don't worry!"    

    

"It's all my fault, I didn't take good care of you!" Seeing that the Xiaoqi was so sensible, Muxiangwan became even more annoyed.    

    

"Wanwan, don't cry anymore. Crying in front of so many people? Shameful!" Seeing that the Muxiangwan was crying non-stop, the Xiaoqi used his own words to tell the Muxiangwan.    

    

Only then did Muxiangwan remember that he was not the only one in the room, he gently wiped his tears and shyly smiled at Hushixiaojie.    

    

"Hushixiaojie, may I ask if my son's condition is serious?"    

    

Xiaohushi immediately laughed and said: "It's not that serious. My arm was knocked down by a car, my bones are slightly cracked."    

    

Seeing Muxiangwan take a deep breath, the nurse added, "When a child grows up, they will quickly heal."    

    

"Today, the doctor treated Xiaoqi, so it doesn't hurt, but from tomorrow onwards, because his bones need to be healed, he cannot do any pain-relieving treatment, it will hurt a lot!"    

    

"You have to be careful not to let him touch your arm these few days. Although I have already instructed the Xiaoqi, he is still a child after all, so he needs the cooperation of you adults to watch over him."    

    

"Yes, thank you, nurse!" Muxiangwan looked at the nurse gratefully.    

    

"No need to thank me, this is what I should do." The nurse smiled.    

    

"If you want to thank me, then thank Xiaoqi's grandmother! If not for Xiaoqi's grandmother risking her life to protect Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi would not have suffered such light injuries. "    

    

Hearing the nurse's words, Muxiangwan turned around and saw that Guchenzhe's mother was lying on the bed, looking at him with a smile.    

    

Guchenzhe's father had his back facing Muxiangwan and was focused on peeling apples for his wife.    

    

When the Muxiangwan had been in a hurry earlier, he had focused all his attention on the Xiaoqi, so he did not notice that this was a ward for two people.    

    

At this time, she walked over, and smiled apologetically at Gumu. Then, she sat on the side of Gumu's bed and gently pulled his hand: "Thank you, Auntie! You hurt there? Is it serious? "    

    

Guchenzhe stood at the side and watched Xiaoqi. When he saw him hanging his arm, he felt extreme heartache.    

    

However, he was a man, and could not release his emotions as casually as Muxiangwan did, so he could only watch from the side of the door with calm restraint.    

    

His mind was completely focused on Xiaoqi and himself, so he didn't notice that there were two other people behind the door.    

    

She heard the nurse say, and when she looked over, she found her mother in bed.    

    

When he received his father's phone call, his father had only told him that Xiaoqi was injured, and not that he was injured at all.    

    

Guchenzhe immediately walked to Gumu's side and said with a face full of self-blame: "Mom, you're also injured, where is the injury? Is the injury serious or is it painful?"    

    

Gumu smiled as he shook his head and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm fine."    

    

"I'm just old and useless!"    

    

"Xiaoqi is my grandson, it is only natural for me to save him. Furthermore, at that time, he did not think too much into it, and only pulled Xiaoqi a bit.    

    

Guchenzhe carefully lifted the blanket and discovered that his left foot was wrapped like a dumpling, with two big feet.    

    

"Dad, when you called me just now, why didn't you say anything!" Guchenzhe was blaming Gufu a little.    

    

Your mother is fine, and I'm taking care of her too. I don't want you guys to worry about her.    

    

"What's more, you guys came and saw it!"    

    

As the Gufu spoke, he fed the peeled apple into the mouth of the Gumu.