In Beijing Hospital, Mu Feng had been lying in the ward for more than half a month. During this period, he had been in a daze. He would wake up occasionally, but he was asleep most of the time.
"Mom, why isn't Brother Mu Feng awake yet?" In the ward, a young woman was standing at the door and looking at the bed worriedly.
"Sigh, what a hard life. The doctor said that he was much better half a month ago, but he was pulled out for a run and his condition became so serious." The noblewoman standing beside the woman was Mu Feng's stepmother, Zhang Yi. As she spoke, she looked at Wei Jin, who was by the bed.
However, contrary to her wishes, Wei Jin did not react at all when she heard her sarcastic words.
The young woman looked at Wei Jin enviously. "I wonder what Grandpa is thinking. Why didn't he let me take care of Brother Mu Feng?"
"Go in and take care of him. Your sister-in-law must be tired." Zhang Yi pushed Wang Ya forward and gave her a look.
