Mo Zhiyun's mind was blank when he woke up. He was stunned for a while before he suddenly sat up, grabbed his phone from the bedside table, and made a call.
The phone rang twice before it was picked up. Before she could speak, the man's cold voice came from the other end of the phone.
"He's still in ICU. He woke up for a while last night, but he fell asleep again because he was too weak. Everything is normal at the moment. The doctor said that the postoperative condition is better than expected."
Mo Zhiyun's heart, which had been in her throat, slowly calmed down. She pursed her dry lips and said in a hoarse voice, " thank you. &Quot;
"You're welcome," &Quot; don't rush to the hospital, " Cang Ming said. &Quot; get up and eat something first. You're pregnant, so you have to be careful when you go out. &Quot;
If it weren't for his reminder, mo Zhiyun would have forgotten that he wasn't alone right now. He was pregnant.
