"Just woke up."
"You've been unconscious for a whole day and night; it's good that you're awake now."
"A whole day and night?"
Why was she unconscious for so long?
"The doctor said that mommy has a slight concussion. Um, so…" Youyou carefully moved a stool and sat on her right. Taking out an apple, he began to shave off its skin bit by bit with a knife.
Puzzled, Yun Shishi asked, "How did I end up in the hospital?"
"Stupid mommy, you got hurt; of course, you needed to be sent to the hospital." A helpless look appeared on the little lad's face. "What's more; your injury is a little serious and needs you to recuperate properly."
He purposely sat on the right because of her left ear's perforation; this was in case his mother could not hear his voice clearly from the left.
Just as her admission procedures to the hospital were completed, Mu Yazhe brought him and Little Yichen over.
Initially thinking that she had suffered a grievous injury, he was incessantly plagued with worries and desired to grow wings to fly to her side.
Then, after arriving at the hospital, he heard the doctor say that she got injured during filming. External forces had caused her eardrum to be damaged, and it would take a few days for her to recuperate.
A little restless still, he kept asking about her condition. Only after the doctor had assured him a few times that it would not leave a permanent damage did he finally feel relieved.
Naturally, his father did not tell him of the true situation.
He did not know what bloodbath the little demon would stir up, otherwise.
The man sensed that the boy, although pure and harmless on the surface, seemed to have a sealed demon inside his heart.
The moment his bottom line was touched, the demon in his heart would awaken!
The boy's mother happened to be his untouchable bottom line – his reverse scale.
He did not doubt that if the little lad learned the truth, besides tearing apart 'The Green Apple' troupe, he would cause havoc in Huanyu as well.
Nonetheless, he knew that this matter could not be kept under wraps for long.
His only hope was to deal with this matter personally.
Little Yichen was even more worried and afraid than his twin. When he first entered the ward, his mother was still unconscious. The moment he saw her swollen face, tears streamed down his face, and he proceeded to hug her arm while he cried his eyes out in heartache for her.
His younger twin stood at the side and calmly assessed her situation with a heavy face. Countless suspicions flashed through his eyes.
Just as the man was starting to think that he had found something fishy, the boy stepped forward and pushed Little Yichen away to keep vigil over her. With righteous indignation, he said, "You're forbidden from taking advantage of my mommy. Hmph!"
"That's my mommy, too!" Unwilling to back down, his older twin reminded him.
Youyou snorted. With that, the two little guys fought over it. This resulted in their father feeling troubled by this. Finally, when he could bear it no longer, he flicked them on their foreheads.
"Your mommy is still lying on the sickbed, if you want to fight, do that outside. You two can come in once you're done!"
Seeing that he had gotten angry, the two boys settled down. They decided not to cause a ruckus anymore with a handshake.
They internally made up their minds to have a temporary truce and get along friendly at least for their mommy's sake!
The father and sons then took turns to guard her through the night.
She narrowed her eyes at Youyou's tender and fair face and asked askance, "Youyou, did you bully your big brother?"
"Mommy, I'm innocent! Youyou doesn't anyhow bully children," he cried out softly, his hand movements never once stopping.