C31

On the second day, when the sky was just starting to brighten, he woke up.

The head that got up early was a little dazed, staring at the ceiling for a while before waking up.

She suddenly remembered that she was in the hospital.

When he found himself on the sickbed, he remembered that he had chatted with Bo Anjin the night before. After chatting for a while, he fell asleep.

Looking around, there was only Bo Anjin lying on the bed. His small face was pink, and the corner of his mouth was even slightly raised.

Seeing this scene, the corner of Qiao Chu An's mouth raised into an arc. He tried his best to make no sound as he walked towards Bo Anjin's side.

He reached out and checked his forehead. There was no fever.

Letting out a breath of relief, he prepared to leave quietly.

"Where are you going?" As soon as he opened the door to the ward, he saw a thin, thin, and gentle young man walking towards him.

The body of the thin Xiuran carried the chilliness of early spring. It was so cold that it was almost as if he was a whole person.

"Go back to work. I only took an afternoon off yesterday." Hearing the question, Qiao Chun An looked down uncomfortably.

As she looked down, the object in her hand caught her eye, and several bags of paper buns hung on her fingers.

She could even smell the steamed buns inside.

It was difficult for her to associate such grounding with the thin line.

"I've applied for today's holiday with you. You worked hard to take care of An Xin yesterday." Xi Qiushan walked over to the side of the bed and put his bag on the bedside cabinet. He turned around and said to Qiao Chun An, "Today we will give you a day's leave."

"If you want to leave, wait for An An to wake up before you leave," the thin Shuren Phoenix tidied up Bo Anjin's blanket and looked at him with a gentle gaze, "Otherwise, it would be a disaster if he doesn't wake up and see you."

"This is my negligence." Hearing the words of the thin cultivator, Qiao Chuan An felt that something was wrong with his previous actions. With an awkward smile on his face, he closed the door to the sickroom and sat down on a chair next to An Ran's bed.

The person who had been with him the night before had disappeared as soon as he thought about it.

"I just went out to buy some breakfast, you eat first."

The scholar looked very reserved and cold. His movements were noble and elegant with a unique air to them. Even though he was talking about his ordinary life, he still gave off a feeling of being unattainable.

"Thank you, Mr. Bo." Qiao Chunan did not refuse. Based on her understanding of the emollients, it would be best for her to accept them.

He thanked him, but he did not bring his breakfast.

She wasn't used to having breakfast without brushing her teeth.

The sunlight from outside the window slowly shone in. When the sunlight shone on Bo Anjin's face, a pair of watery eyes slowly opened up.

"Auntie Qiao." Bo Anjin opened his eyes and looked around the ward. When he saw the person sitting next to his sickbed, the smile on his face was very obvious, "Aunt Qiao, you're still here."

"Yes." Seeing the smile on Bo Anjin's face, the corners of Qiao Chuan's lips unconsciously curled up.

"Wake up, we're getting ready to leave the hospital today." Joachim stood up, ready to change the clothes.

His clothes were all in a bag beside the bed. Qiao Chuan was holding a light blue suit and was about to change Bo Anjin's clothes.

In the week they had been together, this had happened quite a few times.

The scene of Qiao Chuan changing Bo Anjin's clothes was especially warm. He looked just like an ordinary mother and son.

"You didn't have breakfast?" Xiuran came out of the bathroom and saw that the wrapping paper on the cabinet was not opened at all. He frowned and said with a cold tone.

"I'm not hungry." Qiao Chu An smiled but didn't say anything else. He lowered his head and rolled up the legs of Bo Anjin's pants.

Hearing the words of the empress, Bo Anjin's eyes lit up. He looked at Qiao Chunan and said in a spoiled manner, "Breakfast?" Is there anything to eat? An An is hungry. "

"There's food. Your father bought it this morning." As he said this, he stroked Bo Anjin's collar, turned around, and picked up the bag that was placed on the cabinet next to the bed.

There was special wrapping paper in the bag, and it was still warm after half an hour.

Qiao Chu An picked up the bag and handed it to Bo An Jin. Bo An Jin took it, opened the package, and gave one to Qiao Chun An. After giving one to him, he lowered his head and started eating.

He held the steamed bun given to him by Bo Anjin in his hand. He didn't know why, but his eyes felt moist.

However, he was suppressed by her in half an hour.

He took the steamed bun and ate it. As for whether or not he would eat breakfast without brushing his teeth, he had no use for it at all from Bo Anjin.

"Auntie Qiao, I don't want you to go." Outside the hospital, Bo Anjin held onto Qiao Chuan's hand tightly, not wanting her to leave.

"Good boy An An. Your great-grandfather must have missed you at home. You have to go home early." Joachim stroked her head, half crouching, his eyes level with his.

"Then if you promise to come to my house and visit me, then I'll obediently go home." He didn't want to worry his great-grandfather, but there was a real resemblance to Auntie Qiao accompanying him home.

Seeing Bo Anjin like this, Qiao Chu An thought for a moment and made a promise, "Then obediently go home. When the time comes, I'll definitely come to your house and play with you."

"Auntie Qiao, you promised me, you can't go back on your word." After hearing Qiao Chunan's reply, Bo Anjin turned his head back and forth, holding the hand of the Mentor as he sat on the car.

Seeing Bo Anjin get on the car, Qiao Chunan smiled and took a taxi to his home.

Not long after he got on the car, his phone rang.

Seeing the familiar phone number, Qiao Chuan immediately picked it up.

"Qiao Chuan An, I am returning!" Hurry up and come pick me up! " As soon as the call connected, a voice filled with energy could be heard from the other side of the line.

"Where are you? I'll be right there. " Hearing this voice, Qiao Chunan was very happy. Lin Hanxia actually went back home.

"At the airport. Hurry up and I'll come over. During this period of time, you have to look up to me! My phone is running out of battery, hurry up and come over! " Lin Hanxia's voice was as passionate as ever, making it easy for people to forget their worries just by listening.

"Alright, alright, I'll be right over. I'll hang up first. Save your time on the phone, or you won't be able to find anyone later." Hearing Lin Hanxiao's words, Qiao Chuan felt as if his personality had become more lively.