But it was already too late. An Ran sleepily opened her eyes and saw herself nestled in Mu Xingfeng's arms.
"Oh, how did I fall asleep? Honey, did I crush you?"
An Ran sat up quickly, annoyed and patting her head, checking Mu Xingfeng's injured arm.
"No, don't worry, your husband isn't made of clay." Mu Xingfeng grabbed her little hand that was about to harm him, holding it in his palm.
Only then did An Ran realize there were two more people in the room.
Seeing He Yushu and Nanny Chen with a look like they'd seen a ghost, and then looking at herself and Mu Xingfeng squeezed onto one hospital bed, An Ran felt all the blood in her body rush to her face.
"Mom, when did you guys get here?" An Ran withdrew her hand and got out of bed after pulling back the covers.
Mu Xingfeng watched the now-empty half of the bed, his heart also feeling half empty.
