Tsundere Queen Takes Home

Half an hour later, the door to the emergency room opened and the doctor came out.

Yang Xinyan stood up, staggered and ran in front of the doctor, asking in a panic, "Doctor, is the patient okay?"

The doctor nodded, "Except for the broken head, the rest are skin injuries, and now he has woken up."

"Thank you doctor." Yang Xinyan screamed in surprise and ran into the emergency room quickly.

Seeing Fang Zhengyang lying on the hospital bed with his eyes open, a happy smile appeared on Yang Xinyan's face.

She took a few steps and came to Fang Zhengyang's hospital bed. She reached out and took his hand, and said excitedly, "Zhengyang, you're done, you're finally awake!"

As Yang Xinyan spoke, tears rolled down her pretty face and kept falling.

Fang Zhengyang looked at Yang Xinyan with a smirk, but the next moment, his eyes turned red, and he could clearly see the shocking **** footprints behind Yang Xinyan.

"Sister Xinyan, your feet are bleeding." Fang Zhengyang looked at Yang Xinyan and said hoarsely.

"It's fine, as long as you feel better." Yang Xinyan said happily.

Fang Zhengyang couldn't bear it any longer when he saw Yang Xinyan, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes.

At this time, the doctor left, came in and looked at Yang Xinyan and said, "Your foot is still being treated, it's still bleeding!"

Only then did Yang Xinyan nodded, came to the side, and lay down on the hospital bed.

Fang Zhengyang woke up, and Yang Xinyan's heart also relaxed. Only at this time did she feel a piercing pain in her feet.

Fingers crossed!

The doctor put anesthesia on Yang Xinyan's feet, and then used tweezers to clean up the branches and glass debris on her feet, and then applied anti-inflammatory drugs, and then her feet were bandaged.

At this time, Mengyao looked at Yang Xinyan and asked, "Does mother hurt?"

Yang Xinyan said happily, "Mom is fine, as long as Dad wakes up."

After listening to Yang Xinyan's words, Fang Zhengyang's tears welled up again.

At noon, Meng Yao looked at Yang Xinyan and said, "Mom, I'm hungry."

Yang Xinyan hurriedly sat up, but there was an excruciating pain in her feet.

She frowned suddenly.

At this time, Fang Zhengyang sat up from the bed, then got out of the bed, and staggered towards Yang Xinyan.

"Zhengyang, what are you doing, lie down quickly." Yang Xinyan exclaimed.

Fang Zhengyang looked at Yang Xinyan and said with a smirk, "Sister, I'm fine now."

Fang Zhengyang said and sat beside Yang Xinyan's hospital bed. He lifted the quilt and pulled out Yang Xinyan's feet.

The gauze bandaged on the foot has been stained red with blood.

How badly were those feet hurt?

Seeing Fang Zhengyang holding his feet to keep looking, Yang Xinyan's pretty face suddenly turned red.

She quickly retracted her foot and said with a smile, "It's okay, it's just a skin injury."

Fang Zhengyang raised his head and looked at Yang Xinyan, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sister Xinyan, let me take care of you."

After Fang Zhengyang finished speaking, he took Meng Yao and walked outside.

Looking at his vain footsteps, Yang Xinyan exclaimed, "Zhengyang, your injury is not healed yet, why did you go out?"

But Fang Zhengyang, as if he hadn't heard it, dragged Meng Yao to the hospital's restaurant.

"Dad, I want to eat dumplings." Meng Yao looked at Fang Zhengyang and said.

Fang Zhengyang nodded and came to the window with Mengyao.

"Two dumplings." Fang Zhengyang shouted.

"Dad, there are three of us, we want three copies." Meng Yao shouted quickly from behind.

Fang Zhengyang was stunned for a moment, then said with a smirk, "Three copies, three copies."

"24 yuan, hand over the money." The waiter looked at Fang Zhengyang and said.

Fang Zhengyang nodded and put his hand into his pocket, but the next moment, he was stunned there.

There wasn't a penny in that pocket.

"Hurry up and give the money, there are still people behind!" the waiter urged again.

Fang Zhengyang smirked at the waiter.

The waiter's brows furrowed together, "So you're an idiot, don't make trouble here."

Meng Yao shouted from behind, "Who is a fool, I'll just give you money."

After Meng Yao finished speaking, she really took out a hundred-yuan bill from her pocket and threw it into the window.

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand to pick up the money and looked at it, then put the change he found in Mengyao, and shouted to the back, "Three servings of dumplings."

Meng Yao glared at the waiter and shouted again, "My father is not a fool."

"Okay, if you say you are or not." The waiter hung up the battle-free card.

It was during the peak meal time, if I quarreled with the little girl and delayed the business, it would be strange for the boss not to open me.

Only then did Meng Yao take Fang Zhengyang's hand with satisfaction, and turned to sit at the dining table next to her.

Meng Yao raised her fist towards Fang Zhengyang and said domineeringly, "Dad, if anyone bullies you, I will protect you."

Fang Zhengyang looked at Meng Yao and smirked, his eyes full of tenderness.

After the two finished eating the dumplings, Fang Zhengyang returned to Yang Xinyan's ward with the lunch box and Meng Yao.

"Mom, Dad and I have eaten, and I brought you a copy." Meng Yao looked at Yang Xinyan and shouted tenderly.

"Well, the child is really good." Yang Xinyan reached out and patted Mengyao's hair and said with a smile.

Fang Zhengyang shook the head of the hospital bed, then sat next to Yang Xinyan, picked up a dumpling with chopsticks, blew it on his mouth, and tested the temperature before sending it to Yang Xinyan's mouth.

Yang Xinyan opened her mouth naturally and ate the dumplings.

She suddenly remembered that when she was hospitalized last time, Fang Zhengyang also fed herself dumplings like this. At that time, she was disgusted to death, but today she suddenly lost that feeling. She only felt Fang Zhengyang's sincerity and cherishment.

Fang Zhengyang was feeding, and Yang Xinyan was eating one bite at a time. She suddenly felt an unprecedented warmth, an unprecedented warmth.

Looking at Fang Zhengyang, her pretty face suddenly turned red.

At this moment, the door of the emergency room was pushed open, and two people hurried in.

Zhao Jincheng, Meng Yawen.

Seeing the scene in the room, Meng Yawen was stunned there.

Fang Zhengyang was feeding Yang Xinyan dumplings, and the appearance of sprinkling dog food made her blush, pulling Zhao Jincheng to prepare to leave.

Yang Xinyan had already seen two people coming in. She blushed slightly, raised her hand and pushed Fang Zhengyang away, and quickly shouted, "Yawen, come in."

"Cough, Mr. Yang, didn't you say that Zhengyang was injured? Why are you lying there?" Meng Yawen walked in and awkwardly changed the topic.