The nurse was puzzled: "of course you should be careful, because..." Before she finished, she found her appearance and suddenly said, "are you going to pounce on the patient? Of course not. The patient's chest is injured. In that case, you will certainly hurt him more seriously. "

Jin mother Leng Leng, looking back at the son still in a coma, flat chest can not see a little strange.

She stepped forward, carefully opened the quilt, saw layers of bandages wrapped around his chest, and believed the nurse's words. She could not help regretting her attitude just now.

My heart is a little soft, but as I see the strong smell of medicine and blood oozing from Jinyuan's chest, and think of the news that my son was hurt for her, my heart hardens again.

She looked back at Qiao simu standing on one side and said coldly, "I was a little too anxious just now."

Qiao Sima's face was still hot. Seeing her saying this, he said: "it doesn't matter. I understand. It's OK."

But sister Zhou, the nurse, couldn't see it, and said, "I'll get you some ice." Then I went to the refrigerator and wrapped it with ice. I put ice on her face.

She took it and whispered, "thank you." Then put an ice towel on your face and apply ice to relieve pain.

To tell you the truth, just now, Jin's mother was in a great hurry. Her face was throbbing. If there was no ice towel, she didn't know how long it would hurt. So she was very grateful to sister Zhou and gave her a smile.

This smile in the eyes of Jin's mother is a burst of unhappiness, she hummed, feel that this woman is really a disaster, followed her son for so long did not see her give birth to a child, also always implicate a yuan accident, when a yuan is good, she must talk to her son, even if Ruan Xiangxiang is not OK, also can't find this disaster.

What's more, he didn't tell them about her injury. He must be afraid that she would be scolded for it. Hum!

Qiao simu didn't know that because Jin's mother had such a big opinion on her, she was still devoted to taking care of her. She also poured tea for Jin's mother and comforted her in a soft voice: "don't worry, aunt. The doctor said that his injury is very stable and he should wake up soon."

Jin's mother took the tea with a deep "um" sound, but she didn't drink it. She turned her hand and put it on the bedside table. Looking at Jinyuan, she sighed deeply: "it's really a sin. He's not sober. Where does he want to drink tea? It's really a bad time, and I don't know which God killed him."

After hearing this, Qiao simu felt ashamed: "I'm sorry, aunt. It's because of me that he..."

After hearing this, Jin's mother turned around and looked at her up and down. Her eyes were sharp and fixed on her: "you just know. Since that's the case, you should take good care of him. Do you know?"

Although it was a little mean, it was not too much, so she nodded and took it all: "I will."

Looking at Jin's mother, she nodded and sighed.

She wanted to stay and take care of her son, but then she found that Qiao simu, who she hated, took good care of her son. There was no chance for her to intervene, and the old man who didn't know was waiting to go back.

So after a while, she couldn't help it. She got up and went back. Before she left, she taught Qiao simu a lesson with a shelf and asked her to take good care of Jinyuan. Otherwise, she would make her look good at yunyun. Qiao simu only treated herself so severely as her anxious son, and didn't pay attention to it.

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