When he woke up the next morning, Qiao Anhao saw that the weather outside the window was very bad, the smog was heavy, and the whole city seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze. Zhao Meng had already packed everything, and the hotel staff helped to move the luggage to the car. Before leaving, Qiao Anhao went to the set to say goodbye to the directors who were still filming the last scene, Cheng Yang, Song Xiangsi and other crew members.

No matter how we entered the crew at the beginning, no matter how many conflicts we had for whom we had more scenes and who had fewer scenes, at this time when we were separated, those deep grudges that we thought were earth-shaking at the time became so unremarkable. We embraced and blessed the crew's career that we had been together for more than three months.

Qiao Anhao felt that she was not a pretentious person, but when she said goodbye to everyone one by one, her eyes were still red.

Qiao Anhao did not go back to Jinxiu Garden, but asked Zhao Meng to put herself at the entrance of the hospital where Xu Jiamu was staying. As for the luggage, Zhao Meng would take her back to her home, saying that she would go and get it after she had time.

When Zhao Meng's car drove away, Qiao Anhao entered the hospital. Xu Wanli had nothing to come. Han Ruchu and the housekeeper were packing up with the help of the caregiver, and Xu Jiamu was undergoing an examination.

Qiao Anhao walked forward and helped Han Ruchu to sort out Xu Jiamu's clothes. After a look, nothing was pulled off in the ward, he asked the butler to put all the things back in the car first. After waiting for about ten minutes, the doctor came out and told Xu Jiamu to take some precautions and to instruct him to come to the hospital for regular review. Then, with the doctor and the caregiver, several people got in the car.

The car drove all the way to the Xu family. Although Xu Jiamu was able to walk at this time, he was in a coma for too long and was exhausted. As soon as he arrived home, Han Ruchu ordered his servant to help Xu Jiamu back to his bedroom and rest in bed.

Before going to pick up Xu Jiamu, Han Ruchu had already ordered the servants at home to cook some medicine porridge that was easy to swallow. When Xu Jiamu was settled, the housekeeper immediately called the servants to bring the porridge, and then said happily and dotingly: "Young Master, you are busy discharged from the hospital early in the morning. You have not eaten yet. The wife sent someone to cook porridge for you to nourish your body and drink some."

Han Ruchu sat beside Xu Jiamu's bed, facing the bed-the upper half Xu Jiamu said gently, "Son, mom, feed you."

As he said that, Han Ruchu stretched out his hand to the butler. The butler immediately took the porridge over. However, before Han Ruchu had time to pick up the porridge, Qiao Anhao took the lead and said, "I'll feed Brother Jiamu."

Han Ruchu paused for a moment, but did not argue with Qiao An. She stood up gracefully and calmly, gave up her seat, and signaled to the butler beside her: "Feed to Qiao Qiao."

The housekeeper immediately respectfully handed the porcelain bowl to Qiao Anhao. Qiao Anhao took the porcelain bowl with one hand, sat next to Xu Jiamu, took a spoonful of porridge with a spoon, blew the heat, and handed it to Xu Jiamu's mouth.

Xu Jiamu opened his mouth and swallowed the porridge. When he saw a circle of people surrounding the bed, he frowned and waved his hand: "Mom, you all go out. I can't breathe when I'm surrounding me with such a big posture."

Qiao Anhao scooped up another spoonful of porridge, blew it, and said with a smile: "Aunt Xu, you guys go and do it. I'll take care of Brother Jiamu."
Chapter completed!