"He's fine, he's doing well. "
Ji Ziming's voice was low as he thought of qu xiujie, who was currently sitting on the hospital bed. If things went wrong, his team of bodyguards might have become a team of nannies waiting on him. Let alone the assassins at night, even the doctor Who treated him would not be able to get close to him.
"That's good. I just had a dream. I dreamed that old Madam qu came to the hospital."
His heart skipped a beat when he heard her say this.
"Since you're awake, let's get up. We'll go to the hospital to see qu xiujie today. If there's no big problem, I'll have someone take him to the villa on the mountain. It's not a good idea to stay in the hospital."
He pinched her cheeks. Her smooth and delicate skin was a rare sight in the morning.
"Alright," he said.
She nodded and was about to lift the blanket when he pressed her down on the bed.
She widened her eyes at him."What are you doing?"
