Chapter 1124
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Ou Ming's father's words convinced Qiao Ziqing.
But after a few hours, Ou Ming was still lying in bed, motionless.
She looked at the time. It was already past eleven. Qiao Ziqing knew that Ou Ming hadn't eaten since yesterday morning.
He was relying on the IV drip. How could this go on?
Qiao Ziqing walked to Ou Ming's bedside and gently pushed him. She shouted, "Xiao Ou, get up and eat."
But Ou Ming was still lying in bed, motionless.
Just as the IV drip was finished, the nurse came to help Ou Ming remove the needle.
But Ou Ming didn't move.
Qiao Ziqing's heart ached. She sat beside her son and covered her mouth, not daring to cry out loud. Her shoulders trembled slightly, but she couldn't hide her heavy breathing.
Ou Ming seemed to raise his head and open his eyes.
However, there was still nothing in those eyes.
There was no light, only emptiness.
When Qiao Ziqing saw Ou Ming's eyes, she quickly stood up. She bit her fist and pinched her hand hard, afraid that she would cry out loud.
Although Ou Ming's eyes couldn't hear, his hearing was miraculously very good.
Hearing this suppressed sob, Ou Ming closed his eyes and said, "When can I be discharged?"
When Qiao Ziqing heard Ou Ming finally speak, she opened her mouth to speak, but when she removed her hand, she sobbed heavily.
At the same time, she wanted to speak, but she couldn't.
"When you're better, you can be discharged." Ou Huojin walked in with a new meal in his hand. He said, "Now, the most important thing is for you to get better. No matter what, you have to eat hard. Even if you don't have an appetite, you have to eat a little."
When Qiao Ziqing saw her husband, she grabbed his hand and tried to suppress her sobs. She cried like a child.
Ou Huojin patted her hand gently. He looked at Ou Ming and said, "I know you don't like hospitals, but you can't be discharged yet. There's a high chance that your eyes will recover. Who knows, if you keep acting like this, they might not recover at all."
When Ou Ming heard this, he was still indifferent.
Ou Huojin said earnestly, "Xiao Ou, you're already 31 years old. After the New Year, you'll be 32. You should be more sensible. You're already an adult. Don't make your parents worry."
"Got it," Ou Ming said without looking up or opening his eyes. "You can go back. Don't worry about me. I'll eat when I'm hungry."
"No, eat it now. Xiao Ou, eat it now. Mommy is begging you, eat something, okay?" Qiao Ziqing opened the box and said, "This is Auntie Gui's cooking. Don't you like Auntie Gui's cooking? Here, try some."
As he spoke, he handed the bowl to Ou Ming.
Annoyed, Ou Ming rolled over in his blanket and said, "You guys are so annoying. I don't want to eat."
Qiao Ziqing's hand froze in mid-air.
Her son actually thought that she was annoying.
Qiao Ziqing felt a stab of pain in her heart.
This was the scene Wen Fenglin saw when he arrived.
He sighed inwardly and shouted, "Xiao Qiao, the child doesn't want to eat. Let him starve."
When Ou Huojin heard this, he looked at Wen Fenglin unhappily and said, "Old Wen, he's not your son. You can do whatever you want, right?"
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