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"Cooking?"

Lin Ange was stunned for a moment before she replied in a soft voice.

"Mm …"

Lin Yanyan blinked his eyes like black grapes and nodded obediently.

"Mommy, do you want some water?"

"Don't …"

"Then I'll go tell Daddy that you're awake …"

"No need …"

"Daddy said to tell him right away when you wake up …"

Lin Yanyan let go of her gently and walked towards the kitchen.

Lin Ange looked at his small back, and thought of that quiet voice in her dreams.

"Mommy …"

In this lifetime, he might not be able to be a mother again.

She only had one child in her life.

Sorry. Sad. Lu Yiyao walked in with big steps before the tears started to fall.

"An An, you're awake …"

His voice was hoarse, as if his vocal cords had been damaged.

"Are you cooking? "Where's Sister Zhou?"

"I let her go home."

Lu Yiyao saw that she seemed like she wanted to get up, so he quickly walked over and held her hand.

"You need to rest up and lie down."

"I want to sit for a while …"

After lying on the bed for a long time, Lin Ange felt her waist tingling and stagnant. His lower abdomen swelled up and he felt a slight pain.

"Then lie down …"

Lu Yiyao walked to the end of the bed and slightly shook the bed up.

The angle was just right.

Lin Yanyan walked over without disturbing them. He took a book out of his pocket and sat on the small sofa.

"An An, do you want to call the doctor?"

Lu Yiyao stood with his back bent, not intending to sit down.

His pitch black eyes were completely bloodshot. In the depths of his eyes, there was a patch of greyish green.

"Is the potion ready?"

Lin Ange tilted her head and glanced at the IV rack.

"Today's fight is over."

Lu Yiyao reached out his hand and pulled the blanket covering Lin Ange.

"Then we don't need to call them …"

"Alright, I'll go cook first."

"Alright."

Lu Yiyao didn't stay too long in the ward because there was still nutrition soup cooking on the stove in the kitchen to nourish Lin Ange's body.

The ward was silent again.

Lin Ange lay quietly for a while, her mind slightly emptied.

Beep, beep...

It was unknown where the voice of the WeChat notification came from.

Lin Ange looked back and saw that her cell phone was not on either side of the bedside table.

He leaned to the side and opened the drawer above the bedside table.

Sure enough, her phone emitted a blue light.

She quickly took it out and opened the phone's screen.

[Gee, how are you?]

The one who sent the message, was Gu Mengmeng who had already returned to the Warm Garden.

After worrying for the whole afternoon, she finally couldn't help but send a message to Lin Ange on WeChat.

She wanted to call, but she was afraid of disturbing Lin Ange.

[I'm fine, don't worry about me.]

Gu Mengmeng didn't expect Lin Ange to reply so quickly.

[Geiger, are you free for video recording?]

In the end, Gu Mengmeng didn't see her with her own eyes. Her heart was still in her chest, unable to let go.

[Yes.]

Lin Ange did not refuse.

Soon, Gu Mengmeng sent him a video request.

Lin Ange pressed the accept button.

[Grid...]

When Gu Mengmeng saw Lin Ange appear on her cell phone's screen, she was so excited that she started to cry.

[Mengmeng, what are you doing?]

When Lin Ange saw that she was crying, she became even more upset. He pulled at the corner of his mouth and whispered.

[Gege, seeing that you are fine, I …]

[Have you eaten?]

[Not yet.]

[Why aren't you eating? Is Gong Nanling doing it?]

Lin Ange still didn't know about Gong Nanling, but when she said that, a faint smile hung on the corner of her mouth.

[Yes.]

Gu Mengmeng turned her head to look in the direction of the kitchen.

In the kitchen, there was no sign of anyone else.

[Don't always let him cook alone, help him, help him …]

Lin Ange suggested with a smile.

[Hmm, alright.]

[Go ahead and do it first.]

[OK. Ge Ge, rest well.]

[Yes.]

The moment Lin Ange hung up the video of Gu Mengmeng, Lu Yiyao came in with a bowl of steaming soup.

He said to Lin Yanyan, who was reading a book, as he walked.

"Yanyan, go wash your hands. Time to eat."

"Oh, okay."

Lin Yanyan replied obediently, closed the book, got down from the sofa and went to the washroom.

"An An, this soup is still rather hot, wait a moment …"

Lu Yiyao put the white porcelain bowl on the bedside table and turned around to see her holding the phone in her hand. He frowned and asked with a hoarse voice.

"Who are you talking to on the phone?"

"Mengmeng …"

Lin Ange said in a low voice as she lifted her eyelashes.

"She came to see you this afternoon. I didn't let her in."

Lu Yiyao squinted his eyes and said.

"Why didn't you let her in?"

Lin Ange tilted her head, a puzzled look on her face.

"I was afraid she'd come in and make a fuss about you."

Lu Yiyao's words were very natural, so Lin Ange didn't think too much about it.

"How could that be?"

Lin Ange retorted softly.

"Why not? Didn't she cry in front of you? "

"No. "She's not a child. Furthermore, she has Gong Nanling with her now, so she won't be that weak."

"Gong Nanling?"

Lu Yiyao was slightly surprised.

"I didn't know Gong Nanling loved going into the kitchen so much. "This, it really does resemble you …"

"Hmm?"

Lu Yiyao was a bit confused and frowned.

"When I was recording with Mengmeng just now, Gong Nanling was cooking for her …"

Lin Ange explained.

"Hmm?"

Lu Yiyao was stunned again.

"What's the matter with you?"

Lin Ange felt that his expression was a little strange, so she asked with raised eyebrows.

"You're saying that Gong Nanling is cooking with Gu Mengmeng?"

"Mm …"

Lin Ange said with certainty.

"This kid, his fingers aren't even touched by the Yang Spring Water, can he even eat?"

Lu Yiyao suppressed his emotions as a trace of ridicule flashed past the corner of his eye.

"Why can't I eat it? "It's not like I'm making it for you to eat …"

"True …"

Lu Yiyao raised his eyebrows and smiled.

After chatting for a while, Lu Yiyao went to greet Lin Yanyan for a meal before bringing Lin Ange some food.

Coincidentally, that bowl of soup was neither hot nor cold.

"Is it good?"

Lu Yiyao asked Lin Ange while taking care of her.

"Delicious."

Lin Ange nodded slightly.1

"After drinking it, there's still …"

Lu Yiyao said again. His shirtsleeves were rolled up, revealing his long arms. The current him had long since lost his aloof arrogance, and there was only love and gentleness left in him.

In his eyes, in his heart, there was only Lin Ange.

When she was halfway through, Lin Ange couldn't drink anymore.

"An An, drink another mouthful …"

"Go and eat, I really can't drink anymore."

Lin Ange's heart ached as she looked at his tired face.

"I'm in no hurry."

Lu Yiyao saw that she didn't want to drink anymore, so he didn't force her.

"Have some more food …"

"No need …"

Lin Ange frowned as she lifted her hand to caress her chest.

"Are you not feeling well?"

Seeing this, Lu Yiyao's eyebrows tightened and his hoarse voice became more hoarse.

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