After hanging up the phone, she stood up, "I need to go back and check."
"Go ahead," Gu Junzhu glanced at Yun Jue: "Once Ah Jue wakes up, I'll have someone watch him and head back right away."
"No need," Ye Xingbei said, "You stay with Ah Jue, it's fine with just me at home."
"Alright, we'll see," Gu Junzhu neither agreed nor disagreed.
Ye Xingbei hurriedly left the hospital and returned to the small building.
Xiao Shumiao was hugging a pillow, pouting on the sofa, looking very unhappy.
Seeing her walk into the living room, he immediately spread his arms and cried out: "Mom!"
His voice was thick with tears.
Seeing his pitiful expression, Ye Xingbei felt a deep ache, walked over, sat next to him, and looked down: "Let mom see, where did you get hurt?"
"Here and here!" Xiao Shumiao pointed to show her.
His knees were bruised, and there was a bruise on his palm.
Fortunately, there was no broken skin or bleeding.
