Rebirth of Sweet Love: Acting like a spoiled child in the arms of the paranoid Master Mu

In the quiet night, Su Yanyan gently took out a packet of mysterious medicinal powder from her pocket.

She carefully poured it into Mr. Mu's water glass and stirred it gently with a silver spoon until the powder was completely dissolved.

This medicinal powder is not an ordinary thing, but a life-saving medicine carefully developed by her, specially made for patients with cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases.

In her heart, this medicinal powder has infinite magic power and is enough to change Mr. Mu's fate.

In the ward, the moonlight flows quietly like water. It shined silver light through the window on Mr. Mu's peaceful face, adding a bit of mystery and poetry to the silent night.

Mr. Mu closed his eyes slightly, as if listening to the melody of that night.

"Grandpa, please try this water." Su Yanyan said softly, her voice was like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, soft and warm.

Mr. Mu slowly opened his eyes, his eyes full of curiosity. He picked up the water glass and drank it in one gulp. The sweet taste overflowed in his mouth, like a warm current slowly flowing into his heart.

"This water..." He sighed softly, "It's so sweet, I feel so comfortable after drinking it."

Mu Tingchen stood aside, a glimmer of appreciation flashing in his eyes. He smiled softly and said: "Grandpa, if you like it, I will prepare sweet water for you every day from now on."

After hearing this, Mr. Mu had a bright smile on his face: "Okay, then I'll help you."

Su Yanyan stood aside and quietly watched the interaction between their grandfather and grandson. She knew that this sweet water was not only to satisfy Mr. Mu's appetite, but also to bring him a good mood.

When she heard Mr. Mu's cheerful laughter, her heart was filled with warmth.

Mr. Mu coughed slightly, with a bit of seriousness in his voice. He looked at Su Yanyan, a pair of experienced eyes showing a deep expectation.

"Yanyan, grandpa has a wish. I wonder if you can fulfill it."

Su Yanyan's heart skipped a beat. She knew what grandpa's wish was. He must hope that they can get married and have children as soon as possible to continue the family tradition.

This simple wish was like a heavy stone in her heart. She looked up at Mu Tingchen, his eyes were also full of determination.

Mu Tingchen walked to Su Yanyan and gently held her hand.

His voice was low and powerful, "Grandpa, don't worry, we will definitely work hard to realize your wish."

When Mr. Mu heard the two people's answers, a happy smile appeared on his face. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, like a blooming chrysanthemum.

His eyes seemed to become brighter, as if he saw their happy life in the future.

The room became quiet, except for the sound of Mr. Mu's breathing and the occasional chirping of birds outside the window.

Su Yanyan and Mu Tingchen stood there quietly, their eyes meeting together, as if time had stopped at this moment.

After Mr. Mu closed his eyes, the happy smile still hung on his lips. His voice became softer, as if he was telling a distant story.

"When I was young, I also experienced ups and downs, but I am deeply relieved to see you love each other so much. I hope you can cherish each other and spend every beautiful moment of life together."

There was a hint of sadness in his voice, but more of it contained good wishes for the future. His hands were shaking slightly, but his clenched fists showed his inner determination.

Mr. Mu's expression was so affectionate, as if at this moment, he had already seen their future happy life.

His eyes were full of trust and expectation, as if to say: "I believe in you, and the future will be better."

As night falls, the ward is filled with the faint smell of disinfectant, but this time it is replaced by a sense of tranquility and harmony.

Mu Tingchen sat beside the hospital bed, his eyes full of worry and reluctance. He stared at his grandfather's peaceful sleeping face, and felt a warm current in his heart.

Mu Tingchen turned his head and looked at Su Yanyan. He said gently: "Yanyan, let's go for a walk."

Su Yanyan nodded knowingly, and the two walked out of the ward quietly.

The door slowly closed, isolating them from the interior. The corridor was empty, except for the sound of their footsteps echoing.

The moonlight shines on the corridor through the window, and the silver light complements the tiles on the ground, as if paving a path to happiness for them. The two walked side by side, understanding each other.

Mu Tingchen broke the silence with a low and warm voice:

"Yanyan, do you know? When I was a child, my grandfather often took me to the hospital. He said that this is the place where everything can be cured. Now, looking at my grandfather lying on the hospital bed, I deeply feel that time flies by and life is short."

Su Yanyan gently held his hand and comforted: "Mu Tingchen, don't worry too much. Grandpa will get better."

The two continued to stroll down the corridor, as if the whole world had stopped. Although their conversation was simple, it was full of sincerity and warmth.

The moonlight fell on them like water, and at this moment, time seemed to slow down.

"Yanyan, there is something I want to talk to you about." Mu Tingchen's voice was gentle and low, as if it had a kind of magic power, which made Su Yanyan's heart instantly quiet. She looked up at him with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Mu Tingchen gently held Su Yanyan's hand, his fingers were warm and strong. The moonlight shone on them, and the air seemed to be filled with a faint scent of osmanthus. Mu Tingchen took a deep breath, as if looking for the right words.

"Yanyan, about the child..." Mu Tingchen's voice was trembling, "I know this may be a sensitive topic for you, but I think we should face it honestly."

Su Yanyan's heart warmed, and she knew that this was a problem they would have to face sooner or later. She nodded slightly and signaled Mu Tingchen to continue.

"Actually, you don't need to be too nervous about giving birth."

Mu Tingchen gently patted the back of Su Yanyan's hand, "We are still young and have time to slowly realize grandpa's wish."

Listening to Mu Tingchen's words, Su Yanyan felt a warm current in her heart. She knew that this man really thought about herself and didn't want her to feel any pressure.

She looked up at the night sky, where the stars were twinkling faintly. The melodious sound of the piano came from the distance, which seemed to complement the quiet night.

The two of them walked to the rooftop of the hospital, where no one disturbed them, and there was only the breeze and the sound of the piano for company.

Mu Tingchen put his arm around Su Yanyan's shoulders, and the two of them cuddled together, as if they were the only ones in the world.

"Yanyan, I love you."

Mu Tingchen's voice was filled with deep emotion, "I know I have done some things that made you sad before, but I promise that I will love and care for you with all my heart in the future."

Su Yanyan listened to Mu Tingchen's true confession, and her heart was filled with emotion.

The corners of her eyes were slightly moist, and her voice was slightly trembling, "I love you too, Tingchen. I will work hard with you to make grandpa's wish come true."

The two hugged each other tightly, and the moonlight shone on them. The beauty of this moment seemed to be frozen into an eternal picture.

They both know that there is still a long way to go, but as long as they are with each other, everything will become better.