Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

A week later.

"Why hasn't she woken up yet? Didn't you say before the operation that it was just a small wound and she would wake up the next day?"

Han Guanshan looked at the woman lying on the hospital bed, relying on nutrient solution to sustain her life, and felt heartbroken beyond words.

The woman's face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and her eyes, which used to be full of vitality, were always closed.

His impatient eyes turned to the doctor.

"Boss, I told you in advance that this kind of surgery has too much uncertainty."

Han Guanshan was in no mood to listen to him. He pointed at the doctor and said angrily, "No matter what method you use, I will pay for it. You must find a way to wake her up, otherwise..."

Before he could finish his words, the man suddenly stopped.

The instrument showed that the patient's heart rate was accelerating, which was a sign of awakening.

On the hospital bed, the woman's eyelashes trembled.

Her eyelids felt heavy, and it took a long time for her to open her eyes.

The moment she opened her eyes, she was stung by the sunlight. She frowned impatiently, closed her eyes again, and made a vague humming sound in her throat, "Hmm, you caught a cold again? It's so uncomfortable..."

She shouted hoarsely, "Mom, Mom?"

Song Weiyu felt that he must have caught a fever and a cold because of the heavy rain yesterday, otherwise why would he feel pain all over his body.

No one knew where Han Guanshan had gone. He had said he would pick her up after class, but after waiting for a long time, he still didn't show up, leaving her wet in the rain.

"Mom... I think I have a cold, come quickly! I need some water..."

Although she is already in college, she still clings to her mother for care like a little girl.

She closed her eyes and felt someone holding her up and feeding warm water to her mouth. She drank it in small sips and suddenly frowned.

Why is there such a strong smell of smoke?

No one in my family smokes.

She opened her eyes suddenly and looked up at the man who was hugging her.

This face... this face...

"Uncle, are you Han Guanshan's father?"

The man in front of him had sharp and alluring eyes and eyebrows, and looked exactly like Han Guanshan.

No, that’s not the same. He is much more mature!

Han Guanshan didn't say anything, he just looked at her excitedly.

She really forgot.

Song Weiyu suddenly moved out of the man's arms and moved to the other end holding the quilt.

His pale face was filled with anger, and he stiffened his neck and shouted, "Why did you abandon my brother? Do you know how hard he has been through these years? When he was a child, he almost starved to death, you know that! Why did you come back now?!"

Song Weiyu was wearing a loose cotton home suit and huddled at the end of the bed. His delicate and small facial features revealed a sickly look and he had no intimidating power at all.

But I still stand up for him.

Han Guanshan smiled, with a rare tenderness on his face.

Suddenly, Song Weiyu opened his mouth and froze, looking at the bed, then looking around.

This is not home...

The small single bed turned into an extra large double bed, the wooden lattice window turned into a full-length French window, and there were also those furnitures that she couldn't name...

It is a completely unfamiliar environment.

When panic set in, she felt like she was in another world, one she didn't recognize.

Was it a nightmare? She quickly closed her eyes.

"It was a nightmare... I'll be fine once I open my eyes."

Han Guanshan walked up to her and touched her head, "Qiqi, open your eyes, this is not a dream."

Song Weiyu opened his eyes tremblingly and looked at him helplessly.

Only her mother and little brother can call her Qiqi.

But the man in front of me, although he has the same face as the little brother, his age doesn’t match!

Song Weiyu hugged herself, her eyes filled with more and more fear. She was so scared that her voice was trembling, "Who are you? Where is this? Where is my mother? Where is my little brother!..."

"Xixi, don't be afraid, I am Han Guanshan."

Han Guanshan didn't say anything else. He ignored her struggles, picked her up and walked towards the bathroom.

Song Weiyu saw himself in the mirror.

The whole person froze in Han Guanshan's arms, unable to react.

No matter how well she takes care of herself, time will eventually leave marks on a girl's face.

They are hidden in the charming eyebrows, in the eyes filled with stories, and in the full and plump chest.

She looked in the mirror, tentatively reached out her hand and touched her face.

The face that was originally chubby and a bit fat with baby fat is now thin and mature.

Her eyes seemed to have changed, no longer round, black and bright, but the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were full of feminine charm.

"this is not me……"

Han Guanshan whispered in her ear to comfort her, "Qiqi, this is you. It's just that you were injured and lost your memory, but don't be afraid, I'm by your side, you don't have to be afraid of anything."

"In this world, it's enough for you to know me, right?"