CHAPTER 506: CHAPTER 305: RIGHT OF BELONGING

Wen Tong’s puzzled expression was fully captured by Wen Xin, who also felt helpless and said, "This child keeps calling me ’Mom,’ clearly intending to create a ’fait accompli.’ The other party’s devoted and attentive care towards my daughter always makes me swallow back my refusals just as they reach my throat."

The problem is, the Ye Family hasn’t made their stance clear yet, so she couldn’t just accept it. Wen Xin steeled her heart, pondered her words, and was about to speak when Hua Rong, all smiles, walked in and looked over Luo Ye, "The little girl looks quite spirited."

"Dr. Hua, you came so early?" Wen Xin grabbed her brother, "Xiao Tong, this is Ye’er’s attending physician, Hua Rong; Dr. Hua, this is my younger brother, Wen Tong."

"Hello." Wen Tong stood up, politely extending his hand, "Thank you for your care toward Ye’er."

"Is it you?" Hua Rong looked at Wen Tong with a surprised smile, "I didn’t expect you to be Little Luo Ye’s uncle, what a coincidence!"

Wen Tong was momentarily stunned but soon recognized the other party, and said with an embarrassed smile, "In doctor’s attire, I didn’t recognize you, it is quite a coincidence."

"Little uncle knows Dr. Hua?" Luo Ye asked, puzzled.

Laughing, Hua Rong explained, "On my way to the hospital, I was swindled by a motorcyclist, and fortunately, Mr. Wen bravely helped me escape, I’m very grateful!"

Wen Tong waved his hand with a smile, "It was nothing...," then explained to everyone, "I happened to see it all, the guy clearly looked like a habitual perpetrator."

"We can’t say that, there were quite a few people who saw it, but only you were willing to step in. I intended to thank you properly, but then you just drove away. With my driving skills, there was no way I could catch up..." Hua Rong gratefully looked at Wen Tong, "If you need any help in the future, just say the word, I won’t refuse."

Wen Tong glanced around the ward and joked, "It’s probably better not to ask for your help."

"Sorry, I didn’t mean if you are sick you should come to me... oh no... I mean..." Hua Rong became flustered and didn’t know what else to say.

Wen Xin glared at her brother and hastened to mediate, "Dr. Hua, we understand what you mean, and after all, who doesn’t have small maladies?"

"In my profession, indeed..." Hua Rong, embarrassed, covered it up by grabbing Luo Ye’s wrist, her fingers checking.

Seemingly inadvertently, Wen Tong withdrew his gaze, "Sister, let’s go back and get some things." "Okay," Wen Xin replied, going to pack up.

Suddenly, Hua Rong’s cheeks turned "suddenly" red—her fingers were pressing on the back of Luo Ye’s hand, but the posture was for checking the pulse, she quickly moved her fingers up, gently rubbing, "This way it won’t bruise easily."

"Right! Exactly!" Luo Ye, barely holding back her laughter, quickly responded, poking the composed Ye Xuan, "Did you hear that? You should rub it often for me."

"Hmm." Ye Xuan then took the opportunity to grasp Luo Ye’s arm, stroking from top to bottom, "Dr. Hua, I’ll do it."

Hua Rong quickly let go and took the chance to say goodbye to everyone, rushing back to her office like she was fleeing.

Seeing the usually composed Hua Rong in such a fluster, Luo Ye looked up and down at the refined and handsome Wen Tong, beckoning, "Little uncle, come here."

Wen Tong stood still, "No need to say it, I know what scheme you’re plotting. Let me tell you clearly, I’m not considering that sort of thing for now. Focus on getting better, don’t worry about unnecessary things."

"Mom, control your brother, he doesn’t recognize good intentions." Luo Ye shouted to her mother.

"I know," Wen Xin carrying a large handy bag came over, kissed her daughter’s forehead, "Mom will be back soon."

Taking the opportunity, Luo Ye hugged her mother’s neck and returned the kiss, "Mom, I’ve also finished with the IV, you should rest at home tonight, and spend some time with Grandma and Grandpa."

"We’ll see," Wen Xin patted her daughter’s soft cheek, "Don’t just lie there, let Xiao Ye help you walk around the hallway."

"Don’t worry, Mom, I’ll take good care of her," Ye Xuan quickly stated.

Wen Xin hesitated, "That... Xiao Ye, once both families have no objections to your relationship, then you can change how you address each other, okay?"

Ye Xuan paused slightly, "Okay, auntie."

...

Both tall and handsome man, and a beautiful, delicate woman, in a place like a hospital, such a perfect couple couldn’t help but attract attention.

The weather outside was already chilly, and Luo Ye couldn’t go out, so the two had no choice but under many watchful eyes to keep walking back and forth in the corridor.

Feeling really uncomfortable being watched, Luo Ye stopped, "Let’s go back to the room."

"Walk a few more times, to recover sooner, hang in there," Ye Xuan coaxed softly, "Be good."

"No." Luo Ye stubbornly resisted moving.

"Ye’er..." Ye Xuan looked deep into her eyes, paused for a moment, "Do you want me to carry you?"

"I’ll continue, okay?" Luo Ye quickly took a small step; she believed this man’s threat—his behavior over the past few days had made it clear he didn’t care what others thought.

"Let him carry you, young lady, let him carry you..."

Following the voice, they turned back; at the door of the ward, an old lady in a wheelchair was grinning toothlessly and laughing cheerfully.

The middle-aged woman behind the old lady quickly apologized to the two, "I’m sorry, my mom acts a bit like a child, please be understanding."

"It’s okay, Grandma is quite adorable." Ye Xuan smiled at the old lady and continued guiding Luo Ye forward.

"Hold her, hold her..."

"Mom, stop it, or I won’t wheel you out anymore."

"Hmph."

"Mom, you’re acting like a child again..."

Luo Ye couldn’t help but smile at the conversation behind her and looked back again, only to see the old lady pouting and looking aggrieved. Suddenly, she felt a pang of sorrow in her heart, "Let’s go see Great Grandpa after I rest, shall we?"

"Okay." Ye Xuan’s magnetic voice was a bit hoarse, his large hand enveloping her smaller one. At this moment, any words were superfluous. She was always so understanding. If only her health allowed, he would love to hold her tightly in his arms!

"Yo, you two are so sweet." Hua Rong walked over from afar, teasing them with a smile.

"Has Dr. Hua finished her work?"

"Finished for now." Hua Rong pinched Luo Ye’s cheek with a smile, "Being young is great, still so peachy even right after surgery."

Luo Ye glared at her lightly, "One would think you’re very old."

"Compared to you, I am indeed old."

Ye Xuan’s phone suddenly rang. He took it out, held it up to Luo Ye, "Ye’er, let me take you back to your room first; it’s Captain Jiang’s call."

"Go pick up the call, leave her to me." Hua Rong chuckled, pinching Luo Ye’s nose: "I’ll take you for a stroll, you don’t mind, do you?"

Luo Ye hooked her arm in hers: "Walking with a beauty, I couldn’t ask for more!"

...

Before seven o’clock, Wen Xin came back, and of course, not alone. Besides uncle Wen Song, every member of the Wen family including Sang Qingqing came!

Luo Ye was stunned by the crowd filling up the room, touching her forehead: "Oh my, this makes me feel like I’m being honored!"

"Go on, what are you talking about." Grandma tenderly touched her granddaughter’s face: "Look how thin Ye’er has gotten. Starting tomorrow, I’ll cook you soup myself. Let’s aim to get you chubby and round by the time you leave the hospital."

Chubby and round? Luo Ye shuddered, "Grandma, that’s not necessary. Leave the soup-making to Ye Xuan. He’s good at it; he used to take care of the wounded anyway."

"Sister Ye, really?" Little Pumpkin squinted at Luo Ye, "I’m seriously starting to think that you didn’t tell us earlier because you didn’t want us to disturb your sweet time alone with Brother Ye!"

Wen Xin slapped him lightly: "Where are you placing your aunt?"

Wen Ke quickly said, "Aunt, he’s just asking for it."

"Alright, Ye’er is still weak right now. Everyone needs to rest well, so let’s leave soon," the old master ordered.

"Grandpa, we haven’t even had a chance to talk yet." Wen Su protested discontentedly.

"We’ll come another day," said Wen Yan, pushing him out while waving, "Little Ye’er, Big Ye, see you tomorrow!"

"Little Ye’er, Big Ye?" Little Pumpkin chuckled and headed out, "I like those nicknames, Sister Little Ye’er, Brother Big Ye, see you tomorrow."

"You better not come tomorrow; it’s too noisy," Luo Ye suddenly slapped her forehead, "Right, if you do come, bring Lu Lu along."

"No way?" Wen Nan looked incredulously at Luo Ye, "Xing Nong likes Lu Lu, and Sister Ye’er, you like him too? How is Lu Lu better than me?" While saying this, he struck a pose, winking at the grandparents: "Grandpa, Grandma, isn’t your grandson handsome?"

"You’re always so ridiculous!" The old lady instructed with a laugh, "Your sister Ye’er asked you to bring Lu Lu, just bring him, why make it complicated?"

"You all favor Sister Ye’er; I have no rights," Little Pumpkin sulked pitifully.

Grandpa gave him a stern look, then addressed Wen Ke, "Xiao Ke, take Little Nan to the car and wait. Don’t cause a scene here."

Wen Ke sat by Luo Ye’s bed, unmoving: "Grandpa, I’ll stay to take care of Ye’er. Let aunt go home and rest. Look at her dark circles, she could compete with a panda."

"I should be the one to take care of Ye’er." Sang Qingqing pleaded, looking at Old Master Wen.

"Alright, let Qingqing stay," the old man said, winking at his granddaughter. Wen Ke quickly said goodbye to Luo Ye and pulled Wen Nan away from the hospital room.

"Ye’er, we’re also heading back now. Tomorrow, your grandma will cook that soup." Old Master Wen’s voice was resolute.

"Okay." Luo Ye spread her hands towards Ye Xuan, helpless. Clearly, Grandpa was turning soup preparation into a battle for custody. Right now, Handsome Ye wasn’t in a favorable position!

"The last day’s soup, let Ye do it." The old man added as he reached the door, his gaze towards Ye Xuan seemed to say, ’Aren’t I considerate?’

"Okay." The old lady quickly agreed, smiling at Ye Xuan, "Ye, thanks for your hard work these past few days."

"No trouble at all," rushed Ye Xuan, his heart secretly resenting: Ah, both old folks were showing him who was the boss here, alas, he could only blame himself for being too slow.

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