Bai Yiran was strolling in the hospital corridor with Xiao Lang, while Sister Liu went to handle the discharge procedures for her.
"Mom, Aunt Liu said you were hospitalized because of a stomachache. Are you still in pain now?"
Bai Yiran shook her head, "No, it doesn't hurt anymore."
"Then Mom needs to eat and sleep well in the future, so you don't have to be hospitalized again. Xiao Lang is worried about you."
Seeing Xiao Lang's soft and sweet appearance, Bai Yiran felt her heart melt. She picked him up and gave him a kiss. "Don't worry, Mom won't be hospitalized again. I'll be with Xiao Lang all the time."
Although Xiao Lang was only five years old, he wasn't light. Bai Yiran struggled a bit as she held him and walked down the corridor. Suddenly, a man came up from behind and bumped into her hard.
