"You still care about the celebration banquet, the most important thing is that you are fine." Wen Rang looked helpless, "Now there is news that you are injured outside. There are many reporters and fans squatting downstairs of the hospital."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yisheng pondered slightly, then looked around, "Where is my phone?"

"Here, I brought your backpack." Wen Rang took it to his backpack, found the phone from it and handed it to him.

Jiang Yisheng subconsciously wanted to reach out to take it, but later he realized that he could not move his hands.

One is tied with a bandage, the other is still hanging.

He sighed lightly and accepted his fate, "Forget it, please help me send a Weibo post and let those reporters and fans stop being stuck downstairs."

After all, the hospital is in public, so it would be bad if the reporters and fans are stuck downstairs and cause trouble for others.

Wen Rang nodded and asked while clicking on his Weibo, "Do you want to take a photo?"

No matter how much you say, it is actually not as effective as a photo.

Jiang Yisheng shook his head, turned his head and looked out the window, "Don't take a photo."

Wen Rang didn't persuade him much, knowing his personality.

Suddenly remembering something, Jiang Yisheng turned to look at Li Mohan, "Cousin, grandma, do they know about this, too?"

Li Mohan pursed his lips and said, "Uncle and the others will be here later."

His parents are here?

Jiang Yisheng frowned, and a little guilt surged in his heart.

Wen Rang left after staying in the ward for a while. Jiang Yisheng suddenly had an accident and he had a lot of things to deal with, such as dealing with the reporters, and extending the remaining concert time, etc. I am so busy these days.

"Jiuliang, when will I be discharged from the hospital?" After eating some porridge, Jiang Yisheng smelled the smell of disinfectant water in the ward and couldn't wait to be discharged from the hospital first.

Ye Jiuliang bit the straw and said vaguely, "At the fastest, you will have to take a good rest here in the past two days."

"It's two more days." Jiang Yisheng sighed, feeling depressed.

At this time, the door was knocked and Li Mohan's voice came from outside.

"Uncle, aunt."

"A Sheng." Weiya trotted in and saw her son on the hospital bed, her eyes turned red in an instant.

"Mom, I'm fine." Seeing tears flashing in her eyes, Jiang Yisheng quickly comforted her.

"Look, I'm fine, I just hurt some skin."

Weiya walked to the hospital bed, reached out and touched his arm gently, her voice with a bit of crying, "I'm still a broken bone and still hurt her skin."

Jiang Yisheng curled his lips and smiled faintly, trying to adjust the atmosphere, "Don't, mom, don't shed tears, otherwise my dad will beat me up later."

On the side, Jiang Hai glanced at Jiang Yisheng carefully and confirmed that he was not seriously injured. The big stone in his heart finally landed on the ground.

After breathing a sigh of relief, he was in the mood to joke, "You little brat, you don't know how to look at it when you walk, it's going to scare your mother and the others."

"A Sheng is so hurt, why are you scolding him for doing?" Hu'er was anxious, and Weiya glared at Jiang Hai lightly and said angrily.

After the words came, Jiang Yisheng smiled and Jiang Hai became depressed.

It's the first son again and he's the second.

After training his son, Jiang Hai was still very concerned about him. "Xiaojiu, how is A Sheng's injury?"

Ye Jiuliang said, "It's nothing serious, just take a good rest."

Don’t want them to keep paying attention to his injuries, Jiang Yisheng changed the topic, “Dad, you are all here, is grandma at home alone?”

Jiang Hai nodded, "Your grandma heard that you were injured and was worried that she didn't sleep well all night, so I asked her to rest at home."

Not worried that Mrs. Jiang was alone at home, Jiang Yisheng advised, "I have nothing to do. Besides, my cousin and the others are here, and Jiuliang also said that I can be discharged from the hospital the day after tomorrow. You can go back first."

"Ahai, you go back first, I'll take care of A Sheng here." Weiya said softly.

"Mom, you go back together. I really don't need many people here. Besides, I will go back the day after tomorrow." One day he was discharged from the hospital, and the reporters and fans would stare at him all day long. He didn't want his work to involve his family. Besides, his mother couldn't rest here.

As he said that, Jiang Yisheng glanced at Ye Jiuliang and signaled her to help.

The two exchanged glances, and Ye Jiuliang said knowingly, "Aunt, you guys go back, there are me and Mo here, don't worry."

The old lady got up this morning and Weiya was already worried about it. Now she heard them say this and her heart was a little shaken.

"this……"

"Viya, don't worry, Xiaojiu and the others are here." Jiang Hai took a step forward and reached out to put his hand on her shoulder.

Via looked at him reluctantly, "Okay, take good care of yourself and call us if you have something to do."

Jiang Yisheng bent his lips, "Okay."

Leave room for the three of them to chat, Ye Jiuliang pulled Li Mohan outside.

In private hospitals, there are not many people coming and going.

The green grass is endless, and a green ancient tree rises from the ground, with lush branches and leaves, looking a little old.

On the bench, two figures snuggled up.

Ye Jiuliang leaned slanted in Li Mohan's arms, and the cool breeze blew on his face, and he suddenly felt drowsy.

I slept on the sofa last night and couldn't sleep well.

Li Mohan looked at her dozing silly look, and her thin lips curled up a brilliant smile, "Is sleepy?"

Ye Jiuliang groaned, hooked his neck with both hands and crawled into his arms.

"Hehe." Li Mohan smiled softly and reached out to hold her so that she could rely more comfortably.

Just as her eyelids were about to close, a sound suddenly woke her up.

"Ajiu."

Ye Jiuliang looked at Li Mohan sleepyly, and she seemed to hear Arnold's voice.

In a trance, the voice behind him came again, this time it was particularly clear, "Ajiu, why are you two hiding here?"

Ye Jiuliang turned his head and saw the two people suddenly appearing here, his eyes slightly opened.

She jumped out of Li Mohan's arms and looked at them with a strange look, "Why are you two here?"

"Come to visit Yi Sheng." Gu Xino raised the flowers in his hand and said with a smile.

Ji Mingqian was carrying a backpack on his shoulder, and it was obvious that the two of them rushed over just as soon as they got off the plane.

He looked around and found no figure of Jiang Yisheng, "You two are here, where is Jiang Yisheng?"

"In the ward." Ye Jiuliang said, "I'll take you there."

Ji Mingqian rubbed the fruit basket in his hand, and was inexplicably nervous.

On the way to the ward, Gu Xino was chatting with Ye Jiuliang, and Ji Mingqian said nothing.

The unusual silence made Ye Jiuliang feel that he was a little abnormal today.

I was still a distance from the ward and saw Jiang Hai and his wife coming towards me.

"Uncle, are you going back?" Ye Jiuliang asked softly.

Jiang Hai smiled gently, "Well, A Sheng, I'll trouble you to take care of you."

"Uncle, aunt." Ji Mingqian and Gu Xino had a rare tacit understanding.

Weiya's lips were curved. When she saw the flowers and fruit baskets in their hands, she immediately realized that they were here to visit her son.

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