Luo Anning nodded, then withdrew from his arms, went upstairs to carry Xiaoshuai down, and asked the driver to go to the hospital.

As soon as Luo Anning left, Rong Yan stood up and kicked Christine: "Get up, treat the wound before going to bed."

"Don't quarrel... sleepy."

This time, Mr. Rong directly attracted the doctor beside him and forced him to bandage Kristen. Kristen was so sleepy that she could not open her eyes. The doctor fiddled with him and quickly bandaged the wound.

Christine was lying on the sofa and tiring her body without moving. Young Master Rong rubbed his forehead with a headache, "Please him back to the bedroom to sleep."

"Okay, Mr. Rong!"

The housekeeper and two servants worked together to carry Christine back to the bedroom to rest.

Young Master Rong called Luo Anning—

“Have you arrived at the hospital?”

Luo Anning's gentle voice came: "Well, it's coming soon. How is Christine? The wound should have been treated, right?"

"I just bandaged it and I have someone lifted it upstairs." As he said that, Young Master Rong turned around and walked out: "I'll go there now."

Catherine had an accident and he should have visited him.

"Now?" Luo Anning was surprised.

"Is there any problem?" Rong Shao raised his eyebrows slightly, and his thin lips slightly curled up.

"Yan, I think Christine is not in good condition, so it's better for you to supervise him. Let him take a good rest before coming to the hospital. I'll see it here, so there will be no problem."

Mr. Rong stopped and pursed his lips dissatisfied: "Why do I think you care more about your brother-in-law than your husband?"

Luo Anning was stunned and smiled: "Are we Mr. Rong jealous?"

"What do you think?" a gritted teeth.

"Okay, okay, I love you the most, you have always been..."

Rong Shao was obviously very helpful to these love words, so he stopped and walked indoors.

"This is how good you are."

…………

Hang up the phone, Luo Anning laughed repeatedly.

This man is so jealous of his own brother. It makes people love and helpless.

The little handsome in his arms yawned lazily. He just woke up from the nap and was still a little confused. His head was leaning against Mama's arms, and his dark eyes were as bright as crystals.

Luo Anning lowered his head and gently squeezed his delicate face: "Xiaoshuai, is it okay for mom to take you to see Aunt Catherine? Aunt Catherine is sick. Xiaoshuai will be good later. Do you know?"

"Yaa--" The little guy's chubby little hands were waving in the air.

Luo Anning loved him so much that he held his face, then kissed him, and began to teach him again: "Xiaoshuai, call him mom...mom...mom..., dad, dad...dad..."

The little guy opened his mouth and whispered a spark of sparks. Luo Anning held his forehead. The little guy seemed to have been half successful in a prank, but he actually smiled so hard that his eyebrows were curved, and his crisp laughter filled the carriage.

"You, are you naughty with your mother, right?"

"Yaaa..."

"No, call me mom."

"Yaah!"

"No, call me dad."

“…ahah.”

"Come on, tell my mom, great-grandfather...grandma..."

"Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..."

The mother and son talked with each other and started to talk to the hospital.

In Catherine's ward, she had just fallen ill an hour ago and was so manic that she wanted to kill someone. After the nurse injected her into her calm, she is now lying on the hospital bed.

Although he had learned about Catherine's condition and saw it with his own eyes, Luo Anning was still shocked.

He gently covered his lips with his hands, and looked at Catherine, whose skin gradually turned dark blue in disbelief...
Chapter completed!