Waking up, Wen Xinya's body was still very weak. Under Si Yiyan's coaxing, she finally endured the feeling of nausea and ate some chicken porridge. Fortunately, the chicken porridge was made lightly. Although she felt sick, she did not vomit and proceeded to eat some fruit.
Seeing that she finally ate something, Si Yiyan also felt a little relieved.
At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open.
Old Mr. Mo first walked into the ward, followed by Du Shinan and Du Ruo.
Wen Xinya was very happy to see Grampy. "Grampy, how did you get here?"
"How is your body?"
Old Mr. Mo looked at his granddaughter lying on the hospital bed, looking weak and gaunt. He could not help feeling upset for a while and looked at Si Yiyan's with a harsh gaze.
Xin Ya was pregnant for more than two months, and he did not even know it until recently.
