That kind of words can be called comfort? It’s fine as long as you don’t kill him out of anger.
Shi Xiaonian scratched her ears as she thought to herself. She stood beside him waiting, and looked at the lights in the operation room from time to time.
All of the relatives in the corridor gradually recognized Gong Ou and Shi Xiaonian, and whispered to each other. They would glance at them from time to time, as if they were looking at monkeys in a zoo.
Gong Ou coughed lightly and walked over expressionlessly.
“…”
Brother Li wanted to hide in the corner and draw circles.
“Gong Ou!” Shi Xiaonian looked at him in displeasure, “Even children are like this when they are just born, you’re too mean with your words.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes.”
Shi Xiaonian glared at him, signalling for him to stop talking.
Gong Ou replied in a deep voice as he reached out his arms to hug her, hugging her tightly.
Shi Xiaonian leaned on his chest and looked at Brother Li who was squatting on the ground, then looked at all of their relatives who had strange expressions, and said to Brother Li: “Brother Li, Gong Ou has no other intentions, he is looking forward to the birth of the baby, and even said that he wants to arrange a baby marriage for Holy.”
She didn’t like to keep on saying sweet words, but she knew that only by doing this would Gong Ou be able to feel her feelings. Only then would he be able to slowly recover.
She also tried to make Gong Ou undergo another treatment, but when she mentioned it, Gong Ou rejected her immediately.