"Sis..." Wang Meng's voice came in before he entered.
Huangfu Yinteng looked up at the door of the hospital room and saw his uncle coming in in a flurry.
So he called out, "Uncle, you're here!"
"You're back too? Good to have you back." Wang Meng gave Huangfu Yinteng a hearty slap on the back.
Huangfu Yinteng's face twisted for a moment; his uncle's slap was really heavy. "Yeah, I haven't been back long."
Wang Meng's attention was on the bed; seeing that pale face and tightly closed eyes, his heart skipped a beat, hoping it wasn't the end.
Spit, spit... how could that be possible? His nephew, Wang Meng's, was not so easily finished.
"How is it? Is Chenchen okay?" He asked with trepidation.
"The doctor said Chenchen's surgery was very successful, not much of a problem," Tang Anzhi replied after glancing at him. Her heart was still heavy, but she was much calmer, since her son was fine.
