Quick Wear: The male protagonists all fell in love with her at first sight

The doctor's name is James. He is a famous doctor in the industry and was hired by Zhou Ziyan from abroad at a high price.

James has been following up on Jiang Rou's condition for the past five years. Because of Jiang Rou's condition, the old man, who is nearly seventy years old, became so excited that his face turned red.

"My God, this is really a miracle." James spoke incoherently.

"James, when will my wife wake up?" Zhou Ziyan asked, suppressing his inner excitement.

James straightened his expression and replied, "Jiang's vital signs are recovering now. She will wake up soon. She is very conscious now, so it shouldn't be long before she wakes up." His poor Mandarin was particularly clear in the silent room.

Until the sky turned pale, only the family of three were left in the huge room.

Although Zhou Yu'an has the soul of an adult, he still has the body of a child. After not sleeping all night, he could not hold on any longer, so he grabbed Jiang Rou's hand and fell asleep beside her.

Zhou Ziyan stared blankly at Jiang Rou who was still sleeping, and thought of what James had just said. His Rourou did not abandon him, and her Rourou had a strong desire to wake up.

When Zhou Ziyan thought of Jiang Rou struggling alone in the endless darkness, his heart was filled with endless bitterness. He had so many thoughts and words to say, but his throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton.

As the school bell rang, the students who had been playing outside during break rushed into the classroom, sat down in their seats properly, their faces filled with smiles that are unique to children of this stage.

Jiang Yang, who usually likes to have fun, was now frowning, supporting his chin with one hand and sighing.

Jiang Yang has never held grudges. He immediately forgot about Zhou Yu'an's behavior yesterday and even brought breakfast for Zhou Yu'an this morning.

But the morning was almost over and his expressionless little classmate still hadn't come, which made the little sun Jiang Yang feel a little disappointed.

Jiang Yang reached out and touched the cold buns in his bag and sighed again.

As soon as the teacher walked into the classroom, he sat up straight and did not daze at all during the entire class. He took notes seriously, thinking to himself that he had to take good notes for An An.

Zhou Yu'an, who was being thought of, sneezed at home. Zhou Ziyan noticed it, glanced at him and said lightly, "Are you catching a cold?"

Zhou Yu'an heard the concern in his voice and shook his head to indicate that he was fine, "My nose just felt uncomfortable just now." After he said that, Zhou Ziyan nodded.

The weather is very good today, and the warm autumn sun feels very comfortable on people. Jiang Rou was carried by Zhou Ziyan to the lounge chair on the balcony and covered with a thin blanket.

Zhou Ziyan did not go to the company. This morning, Special Assistant Chen moved his work home and important meetings were also held online.

Zhou Yu'an moved a small stool and sat in front of Jiang Rou, helping her trim her nails and comb her hair. He knew that his mother always loved beauty.

When Zhou Ziyan was resting, he looked toward the balcony. The quiet scene of mother and son made people look sideways.

A breeze blew, and the loose hair beside Jiang Rou's ears was blown onto her face. Zhou Yu'an's freshly combed hair was slightly messed up by the breeze.

Zhou Yu'an was afraid that Jiang Rou was feeling uncomfortable, so he wanted to help her tie her hair up. But then he realized that he didn't bring a rubber band, so he stood up and walked into the room.

As Zhou Yu'an walked out of the balcony, Jiang Rou's butterfly-like eyelashes fluttered gently twice, and her eyes opened slightly. Maybe it was because she hadn't seen the sunlight for too long, and under the strong light, Jiang Rou closed her eyes again.

I closed my eyes and felt this body. After lying in bed for a long time, my limbs seemed to be out of control and I couldn't move at all.

Although the father and son took good care of Jiang Rou, her throat felt like it was rusted because she hadn't spoken for a long time.

Jiang Rou felt a little helpless and made a note of 021 in her heart.

She didn't even have the strength to speak, let alone move. Jiang Rou, who wanted to give the father and son a surprise, had no choice but to shelve the plan.

Fortunately, not long after, Zhou Yu'an, who had gone into the house to get something, returned. Hearing the footsteps becoming clearer and clearer, Jiang Rou also began to gather strength.

Zhou Ziyan, who was always paying attention to this side, saw Zhou Yu'an standing there in a daze, and immediately stopped the work at hand and walked over here.

When he approached Zhou Yu'an, he asked, "What's wrong?", but before he could say anything, he froze in place.

He saw that Jiang Rou's eyes, which had been closed in the past, had opened. When she saw him coming, she looked towards him gently.

The next second, Zhou Ziyan walked to Jiang Rou with stiff steps. Because he moved too quickly, his body was unstable when he squatted and he knelt directly on the ground.

He held Jiang Rou's soft hands with trembling hands, his lips moved but his throat seemed to be blocked and he could not make any sound. He just stared at Jiang Rou with a morbid attachment in his eyes.

021 saw the madness in his eyes and said to Jiang Rou, "Rou Rou, this man is going crazy with joy when you wake up." Before he finished speaking, he heard Jiang Rou say coldly, "Shut up."

Jiang Rou looked at the man in front of her. He was much thinner and more stable than he was five years ago. He held her hand tightly, as if he was afraid that she would run away in the next second.

Jiang Rou tried hard to force a smile and uttered two words in a hoarse voice, "Ah, Yan", but she seemed exhausted after she finished speaking.

Because Jiang Rou had just woken up and was very weak, her voice was very small, but Zhou Ziyan, whose full attention was on her, heard it.

His eyes were instantly filled with bloodshot, and the next second, tears as big as beans fell down one after another. His whole body was shaking. The big devil who was decisive and ruthless in the business world was now crying like a child.

Jiang Rou moved away from Zhou Ziyan and saw the dazed boy standing beside him. She remembered that when she had just left, Zhou Yu'an was still a soft and sticky little ball, but now he has grown so big.

Jiang Rou slowly smiled towards Zhou Yu'an, who was still standing there crying, with a kind and warm look in her eyes.

Zhou Yu'an, who always appeared indifferent, seemed to feel the blood that was cold in his limbs become warm when he met his mother's gaze. His heart also became warm and seemed to beat again.

It was as if he had found someone to complain to about his past grievances, and he could also become like Jiang Yang, acting like a spoiled child and a scoundrel in front of his mother.

In an instant, countless scenes popped up in Zhou Yu'an's mind, but his body walked towards his mother very honestly. He walked to the recliner, still sobbing, like a crying child looking for his mother.

What the father and son were most worried about was Jiang Rou's health. Without being swayed by his emotions for long, Zhou Ziyan hurriedly called James, and soon the silent villa became lively.

Jiang Rou was lying on the bed, surrounded by doctors in white coats. Zhou Yuan sat beside her and kept comforting her, "It's okay, Mom. It's just a normal check-up."

Having said that, Jiang Rou could clearly feel that the person holding her hand was trembling, while Zhou Ziyan was communicating with Jiang Rou's attending physician James.

James was really excited. The little old man with a white beard danced around and talked about how rare it was for Jiang Rou to be like this. Zhou Ziyan did not hide his happiness either.

After James and his group left, only a family of three were left in the room. Zhou Ziyan stood beside the bed, looking at the brat who had taken his seat but he was not angry. He just looked at the mother and son with tenderness.