Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder's Comeback in the Era Tales Chapter 282 - 283: Doomed Cannon Fodder Woman 51

He looked around the hospital room and didn’t see the person he wanted to see. He asked urgently, "Mom, where is Yuan Chun? I think I heard Yuan Chun’s voice."

Aunt Yun’s eyes imdiately turned red, "Sān’er, Yuan Chun ca to see you yesterday afternoon. At that ti, you just finished surgery, and the anesthesia hadn’t worn off. She was worried about Dou Dou, so she went back. Just wait, I’ll call her to co over."

Aunt Yun hurriedly went to the hospital director’s office.

The director was her cousin, and there was a phone in that office.

When Yuan Chun ca with the child, Yun Xiaoqian was the only person in the hospital room. He was staring at the ceiling in a daze.

"Xiao Qian ge."

She called out.

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Yun Xiaoqian’s eyes glowed with surprise, and he turned his head to look, "Yuan Chun, you’re here."

He struggled, trying to get up.

"Xiao Qian ge, don’t get up, lie down quickly, your face is very pale, you need to lie down and recuperate well." Yuan Chun stepped forward quickly and pressed him back down.

With the matter of the Revitalizing Pill still on her mind, she said, "Xiao Qian ge, are you thirsty? I’ll pour you a glass of water."

"Hmm, thank you, Yuan Chun."

"No need to thank ."

She placed the basket aside, and while pouring the water, she secretly took out a Revitalizing Pill from the space and put it into the cup.

The Revitalizing Pill dissolved into the water imdiately.

But Yuan Chun was worried Yun Xiaoqian would notice the taste difference. Thinking quickly, she opened the malted milk she brought yesterday, scooped two spoonfuls into the water, then stirred it a few tis.

After making sure the malted milk had all dissolved, she handed the water to Yun Xiaoqian, "Xiao Qian ge, this is malted milk. Drink it all so it doesn’t go to waste."

Yun Xiaoqian treated her words as a decree, obediently drinking it all.

He didn’t know if it was his imagination, but after drinking the malted milk, he felt a warm flow spreading from his stomach to his entire body, particularly concentrating on the wound in his right hand.

It was initially very painful there, but now the pain was gradually reducing.

Could it be because he liked Yuan Chun, that the magic of love made even the malted milk prepared by Yuan Chun work psychologically?

Yun Xiaoqian was puzzled, but soon his mind shifted to Dou Dou.

Dou Dou was carried out of the basket by her mother, her big black eyes rolling around as if observing this unfamiliar place.

Yun Xiaoqian smiled, "Yuan Chun, let hold my goddaughter."

He reached out with his uninjured left hand.

"It’s goddaughter," Yuan Chun glared at him, carefully placing the daughter by his left side.

"It’s just one word off," Yun Xiaoqian pinched his goddaughter’s little cheek, "Dou Dou is so cute, I wish I were her dad, not just her goddad."

Yuan Chun kept her head down, peeling an apple and pretending not to hear him.

This ti, Yun Xiaoqian didn’t want to let her off.

During the crisis yesterday, all he could think about was her face, regretful that he hadn’t married her and was about to die.

The mont his right hand got caught in the machine, he really thought he was going to die.

Later, after being saved by Xiao Hu, upon returning from the brink of death, he figured things out: life is short, don’t take everything too seriously. Worry too much and before you know it, most of life has passed you by.

By then, it’s too late to do anything you want to do.

That’s when he decided he could no longer let this girl keep avoiding the issue.

This ti, he was determined to win the beauty’s heart.