"Sambo, do you have something to report when you come here in such a hurry?" Yang Ruoqing asked again with concern on her face.

Sanbao nodded repeatedly, "Father He is awake..."

He's father has been in a coma since he was rescued from prison, and He's mother stayed by his side to accompany him for treatment.

Xiao An also stayed close to his side. He only left now because Yang Ruoqing came back and wanted to discuss things.

When he heard that Father He had woken up, Xiao An was overjoyed. He put down his chopsticks and stood up to go take a look.

Yang Ruoqing said: "You haven't even eaten a few mouthfuls. Go after you have a full stomach. You won't be short of half a bowl of tea."

Xiao An then turned around and put a piece of pancake next to the ground pot chicken into his mouth, finished it in two or two bites, took another big sip of sweet-scented osmanthus and red bean soup and ran away like a gust of wind.

Yang Ruoqing and Liu Xueyun were the only ones left in the room.

"Let's continue eating, and when we're done we'll go over and take a look." Yang Ruoqing said.

Liu Xueyun nodded lightly: "You eat, I'm full."

"ah?"

Yang Ruoqing was surprised and glanced at the dishes in front of him. Oh, let me go. When did you eat this?

"You are nimble, you are awesome!"

After giving him a compliment, Yang Ruoqing raised her chopsticks and fucked her hard.

It wasn't until his internal organs were filled to the brim that he put down his chopsticks with satisfaction.

"This is a delicious meal. Mr. Zhou's work is to my liking." She stood up, stroking her belly, and called Liu Xueyun to go see the He family's parents together.

The parents of the He family lived in a small courtyard behind the post house. In order to achieve better treatment effects, Mr. Zhou assigned special people to take care of their diet and other aspects of life.

When Yang Ruoqing and Liu Xueyun came over, all the other people serving in the room were dismissed. He's father was lying on the bed, and Xiao An was sitting sideways on the bed, leaning down to listen to He's father explaining things in a weak voice.

Mother He stood aside with her head down and wiping tears.

Sanbao was guarding the door of the house.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing and Liu Xueyun coming over, Sanbao took the lead in saying hello, and everything in the room was interrupted.

He's mother raised her eyes, which were red and swollen from crying, and looked over. He's father was also struggling to sit up and say hello to Yang Ruoqing. Yang Ruoqing raised her hand from a distance away and signaled: "Uncle He, lie down and don't move."

Father He was finally persuaded by Xiao An to lie down.

"Mrs. Luo, this is too rude of us..."

Father He said ashamedly while lying on the bed.

Mother He personally brought tea to Yang Ruoqing and Liu Xueyun, "Mrs. Luo, brother Liu, have a sip of tea."

Yang Ruoqing quickly took the tea with both hands. Liu Xueyun nodded at the same time as a response.

Yang Ruoqing took tea and sat down on a stool in front of the bed, asking a few questions about Father He's injury with concern.

Regarding the true condition of He's father's legs, everyone around him knew it except He's father himself.

Before Yang Ruoqing came back, Xiaoan and Liu Xueyun took advantage of the fact that He's father was still unconscious and called He's mother to discuss it. For the sake of He's father's mood and the effect of treatment affected by mood swings, the real situation should not be revealed for the time being.

Father He knows...

So when Yang Ruoqing asked He's father how he felt, He's father thought about it carefully and said: "How can I put it, I was really in pain the past few days, and it was like a heartache every day. Listen,

Lian'er Niang said that I had been in a coma for a day and a night. When I woke up now, I didn't know what was going on. I didn't feel any pain at all. I don't know whether this is a good sign or a worse sign..."

When Father He said it didn't hurt, Mother He would definitely be the first to be happy and excited.

But now she almost burst into tears.

It's not that it doesn't hurt, it's that I lose consciousness and may be paralyzed in bed.

"Auntie, you and Uncle He haven't had lunch yet, right?"

Yang Ruoqing suddenly turned around and asked Aunt He.

Aunt He was stunned for a moment, then shook her head.

Yang Ruoqing said: "When I came here just now, I smelled the aroma of porridge and rice in the small kitchen. I'm afraid it's almost ready. How about you go and have a look?"

Afraid that Mother He might not understand what she meant, Yang Ruoqing blinked.

He's mother immediately realized that Xiao An's sister was worried that she would be exposed if she stayed here, which would put Lian'er's father in a bad mood.

"Hey, let me take a look and bring it to him if it's ready."

Mother He raised her palms to wipe the moisture from the corners of her eyes, then turned and left the house.

After He's mother left, Yang Ruoqing turned around and continued chatting with He's father.

"It's a good sign that it doesn't hurt anymore. As long as Uncle He patiently accepts the treatment, it will definitely get better and better."

Father He nodded, "I don't have any patience or temper, mainly because I feel guilty..."

He turned his gaze to Xiao An, his eyes complex, with guilt mixed with heartache, "This trip has delayed Xiao An because of my family's affairs, and also delayed the efforts of Mrs. Luo, Brother Liu, Brother Sanbao..."

Yang Ruoqing shook her head and chuckled.

Xiao An held Father He's hand tightly and said solemnly: "Uncle He, please don't say such disrespectful words. Taking care of you is what I should do!"

Father He raised his other hand and gently placed it on the back of Xiao An's hand. The corners of his cloudy eyes were moist.

Xiao An told Father He about his arrangements again.

Father He was even more flattered after hearing this.

"Xiao An, my uncle appreciates your kindness, but he can't go with you. It would be too much of a drag on you..."

"No, it's not a burden at all. Taking care of you, aunt and sister Lian'er is what I should do. I made an oath in front of Qingsong's spiritual tablet!" Xiao An said with a serious tone, his tone serious.

Father He's eyes turned red again, and he lay there with a stuffy nose and a buzzing voice.

"Xiao An, you have done your best to help the He family to this extent. My family, Qingsongquanxia, ​​will also be grateful to you as a friend."

"Don't worry about the rest of the matter. When I feel better after lying here for a few days, I will ask your aunt to rent two small rooms outside and then bring Lian'er over. We don't have the money you left for us last time.

After spending it all, there are still nearly fifty taels left, which can last for a year and a half as a family of three."

"When my legs are healed and I can go to the ground, I will go out to find a job to support the two of them. You can concentrate on your own business. You are at this age when you are fighting for your future. With us, the old and the young, just

It will drag you down..."

"No, Uncle He, please stop talking, I have made up my mind!"

Xiao An is not good at talking too much. When he identifies a dead truth, he digs into it, even if he gets a bloody head.

Father He still wanted to refuse, but Yang Ruoqing also spoke up.

"Uncle He, I can understand your mood and intentions. You don't want to drag down Xiao An, but you have also seen Xiao An's determination... Just follow his arrangements."

"We won't interfere with your plans after your leg is healed. But while you're recovering from your injury, don't worry so much. Leave this burden to Xiao An for now, okay?"
Chapter completed!