Zhou Xiang envied that they had a brother and sister who grew up together and grew older together. Even if one day their parents were gone, they could still support each other. It was definitely a good feeling. He took the drink from Yan Mingxiu's hand, inserted a straw into him, and then stuffed the straw into his mouth.

Yan Mingxiu muttered, "One hand is really not good."

"Isn't this nonsense?" Zhou Xiang opened the lunch box, added a piece of braised pork and handed it to his mouth.

Yan Mingxiu smiled and waited for Zhou Xiang to feed him in pleasure.

Before the two of them took a few bites, the door of the ward was suddenly opened. They both stopped moving and turned to look at the door. Yan Mingxiu's mother was rushing in with a hurried look, looking at them in a daze.

"mom……"

Zhou Xiang saw Mrs. Yan a few times ago. The woman had no nobleness on her body, and her appearance and temperament were excellent. The mature charm that bloomed at her age was very charming. The two brothers in the Yan family could look so well, and their facial features were almost inherited from her. On the other hand, although Yan Mingmei was beautiful, she was not as good as her two brothers.

But at this time, she looked hurried, her eyebrows were full of worry, her hair was a little messy, and she obviously was not in good condition. She quickly glanced at Zhou Xiang, and her eyes fell on her son again. She hurried over, "Ming Xiu, how are you? Where are your brother?"

"I'm fine, everything is done. My brother has something to do tonight."

"What's more important than your younger brother? Really, let him guard you."

Zhou Xiang stood up and gave up the only chair in the room. He nodded to mother Yan and stood aside silently.

Mother Yan hadn't looked at the young man carefully. Now that he thought he might have become his "daughter-in-law", he took a few more glances at this time.

The difference between Zhou Xiang and the man she imagined would confuse men was so far. In her old ideas, men should be similar to women, and they had to apply makeup and wear tights. However, Zhou Xiang looked like a handsome man. She had seen him on TV. At that time, she thought that this young man was pretty good-looking, and if he was handsome, he was far worse than his son, but his calm and chic temperament made people feel very fond of.

I don’t know if it’s a woman’s natural intuition, but she can’t hate this young man.

Mother Yan sat on the chair and gently stroked the plaster on Yan Mingxiu's arm, her eyes were a little red, "How could you be a father like this? You are so cruel, so too. You ask you to beg for mercy and not beg for mercy, even if you coax him first, you insist on angering him and fucking him against him. What are you doing? You beat him like this..."

"It's not so much. The bones will grow well soon. Mom, I beg you not to cry, okay? I have a headache when you cry."

"Little bastard..." Yan's mother wiped the corners of her eyes, saw what they were eating, and frowned and said, "What are you eating? Did your brother buy it for you?"

"Um."

"That's how your brother is, dealing with everything." Yan's mother took out her cell phone and wanted to call the orderly soldier.

"Mom, no need, we're all half of it."

Mother Yan sighed, "What do you think? You and your dad are so fucking like this. You are disobedient in other things, and we don't want to care about it anymore, but this matter..." She remembered that Zhou Xiang was still next to her and couldn't help but look at him.

Zhou Xiang said: "You guys talk, I'll go out to buy something."

Yan Mingxiu struggled to stretch out his left hand and grabbed the corner of his clothes, and said seriously: "Brother Xiang, you don't need to avoid it, just sit on the bed."

Mother Yan looked at Yan Mingxiu in surprise, then looked at Zhou Xiang.

Zhou Xiang felt a little embarrassed.

Mother Yan said, "Then you put it on the bed."

Zhou Xiang had to sit down, but in fact he wanted to go out for some breath.

Mother Yan looked at him, "Zhou Xiang, how old are you? Where are you from?"

"It's twenty-seven, locals."

"What do your parents do?"

"My parents are both from public institutions. My dad passed away a few years ago, and my mom retired and is now at home."

"There is no one at home?"

"It's gone."

"Then you..." Mother Yan pursed her lips, "Your mom doesn't care... no matter you and..."

Zhou Xiang smiled gently and said, "Auntie, I had an accident about three years ago and lay in bed for two years, which was similar to a vegetative person. Before that, my mother strongly opposed the fact that I didn't want to marry a woman, but after this incident, my mother said that nothing is as good as I live, and she never wants to care about it anymore, as long as I live well."

Mother Yan was stunned and slowly lowered her head.

"Auntie, more than half a year ago, my mother was sick and uremia. When I was hospitalized, I owe a lot of money. We were in debt. When she got sick, we made it even worse. You may not imagine that my monthly salary at that time was more than 3,000 yuan, and the income from some performing activities was only 6,000 yuan per month. My mother had to spend nearly 3,000 yuan per month to see a doctor. We also had to rent a house, eat, and pay off the debt. At that time, I was very embarrassed, so I borrowed money from Mingxiu, but we were not as unbearable as you thought. In the future, my career improved, and I would pay it back."

Zhou Xiang said something very sincerely, all of which were his heart. He kept looking at his mother Yan's eyes, and he could clearly see that the woman's attitude was softening.

Zhou Xiang has been particularly fond of women of all ages since before. According to their words, he thinks he is gentle, generous, humorous, and can take care of others. Zhou Xiang doesn't think he is particularly attractive in any aspect, but at least he is very patient and tolerant to women. Moreover, after he comes into contact with this kind of creature many times, he can feel that especially older women are always very nice to him.

It seemed that Yan's mother was no exception. Her eyes looked at him differently. She said, "Then how is your mother doing now?"

Zhou Xiang sighed: "The condition is stable, but you have to do dialysis twice a week, four or five hours a day, and basically all the good time is spent in the hospital."

Mother Yan nodded and whispered: "Oh, it's not easy for you either."

Zhou Xiang smiled, "Auntie, I feel very guilty about kidnapping your son away, but we really can't separate."

Yan Mingxiu clenched Zhou Xiang's hand and smiled at him, so Zhou Xiang would give him a smile.

All these small movements fell into Yan's eyes. She lowered her head awkwardly and muttered: "I don't make any decision on this matter. I just care about whether my son is doing well."

"Mom, I can live a good life with him. If you force me to marry someone who has no feelings, can I be fine?"

"Aren't I afraid that you don't have children? You may think it's good to have children now, but when you get old, you will know how painful it is to have children."

"Mom, we can adopt and find surrogacy. There are many ways to solve it. Although what you said is important, we live our whole life not for children."

Zhou Xiang whispered: "Auntie, there are indeed many ways to solve this problem, but the most unwise way is to hurt another woman knowingly it is impossible."

Mother Yan sighed: "I can't tell you, you...you should discuss with your dad, you are not the leader of me."

Yan Minghui held her hand, "Mom, as long as you don't object to us."

Mother Yan said reluctantly: "I'm spoiled you too much."

117, latest update...

Yan's mother stayed in the hospital until after ten o'clock. After repeatedly reminding her to eat tomorrow, she left reluctantly. After she left, Zhou Xiang accompanied Yan Mingxiu in the hospital for one night.

The single ward that Yan Mingxu had run was in good condition, and the beds were all double beds, so the two of them slept next to each other.

Yan Mingxiu couldn't move his right hand, so he gently placed his left hand on Zhou Xiang's hand. The two of them overlapped their fingers, and the place where the skin touched was warm.

When he woke up the next day, Yan Mingxiu was about to be discharged from the hospital.

After Zhou Xiang consulted the doctor, he helped him complete the discharge procedures. After receiving the call, Jiang Wan drove them home.

This was the first time Jiang Wan sent the two to Zhou Xiang's own home. When he saw this place, he was obviously very surprised. He probably didn't expect that Yan Mingxiu and Zhou Xiang would live in such an old community, and the environment was seriously inconsistent with Yan Mingxiu's identity.

This is undoubtedly Zhou Xiang's place. Yan Mingxiu's various things for Zhou Xiang have already made him sure that Zhou Xiang is extraordinary, so he has also carefully considered his attitude towards Zhou Xiang.

After answering home, Yan Mingxiu's daily life questions were right in front of him.

He had a fracture in his right hand, many contusions on his body, cracks in his ribs, which not only made him unable to move, but also had problems with cleaning.

The only person who is suitable to take care of him was obviously Zhou Xiang. Zhou Xiang had no choice but to ask for leave from the studio and made up a reason for Yan Mingxiu to be sick to vacate Chen Ying, and he would rarely go back in a short period of time.
Chapter completed!