"The patient is just overworked and has too much mental retest. In addition, he has not had any rest or eating these two days, so there are some symptoms of hypoglycemia and no physical problems." The old dean said this to the people standing in the corridor, a little afraid that these guys who seem rather organized will cause trouble here.

"It is necessary to let him pay attention to rest and enrich his nutrition. Don't worry too much about other issues."

"That's good, that's good." The prince finally breathed a sigh of relief and thanked the old dean for his gratitude. The latter pushed him away and arranged seven or eight nursing staff to support him.

"Wife, stay here," said the prince's father frowned and whispered, "I'll pay the hospitalization fee, don't let someone spend money."

"Uncle," Zi Yan, who was standing beside her, was a little embarrassed, but soon took the prince's arm intimately and advised: "Xiaofeng is our boss, everyone was relieved when he was fine. You can go back and rest. Just take care of us here, there will be no problem."

"I watched him wake up," said the prince's father. The people standing around him didn't know what to say, so they could only leave the ward to the middle-aged couple. After the wind, they were the son of the couple, and their eldest son. Although they all wanted to guard the ward, no one could steal the power of being a parent...

Wang Xiaofeng slept beautifully until the end of the world. The sun and the moon were bright, and it was really comfortable and transparent and in a comfortable mood. When he woke up with his eyes, he was not familiar with warm ceilings, but the plain walls. He turned his head and did not see the lovely person who had just appeared in his dream, but a light-colored translucent curtain.

"Awaken! Brother Xiaofeng is awake!"

"Shh! Don't shout!" Xuanxuan glared at the little girl, but her voice disturbed the few people who were sleeping lightly in the ward. Now it was the two of them on duty, and the others were all asleep in the house, tilted around and outside.

Wang Xiaofeng obviously felt the unusual atmosphere around him, and slowly opened the curtain. When did he change into loose patient clothes, the blue and white vertical lines made him a little confused. Is he sick?

The memories in my mind came one after another, as if I was being pushed around everywhere, and I was so tired that I couldn't help but sleep for a while, and it was now.

His body was a little weak, but he could walk normally. He came out under the curtain and tapped his slippers. Wang Xiaofeng looked at the two women standing in front of him, and was a little confused about their slightly strange expressions for a moment, so he didn't know if it was because of the flowers on his face.

With a glance, a comrade couldn't help but tremble and shouted softly: "Dad? Mom? Why are you here?"

"Huh?" The prince opened his eyes and sat up on the sofa beside him, and his body fell to the ground. "Awakened? Is there anything wrong? I'll call you a doctor."

"I'll go, I'll go." Su Yao turned around and ran away, and shouted when he went out, "Brother Xiaofeng is awake!"

The few people who were asleep in the room immediately opened their eyes, and the corridor recalled the dense sound of footsteps. When Wang Xiaofeng had no time to react, the ward was quickly occupied by dozens of people.

"Boss! Boss!" "President!" "Brother!" "Master."

"Why are you all here?" Looking at the young men and women standing around and several middle-aged uncles, I was quite confused for a moment. And the few of them made way, Qiuyue, you ran and rushed into Wang Xiaofeng's arms.

"You scared me to death, why are you sleeping for so long?" Qiuyue's shouting was a little crying, which made Wang Xiaofeng feel a little sad. He didn't care about being with his parents in front of everyone, and hugging the girl in his arms for a moment of speechlessness.

"Let's go, the doctor is here! Let's go!"

Wang Xiaofeng was pressed on the hospital bed by someone. His father and mother stood beside the doctor waiting for the diagnosis, and more and more people in the ward gathered. Wang Xiaofeng greeted him one by one, from his old brothers to several backward senior managers from the Tiandihui, and then to...

"San Dao? Why are you here?"

"Cough," Jian Qijue, who was squeezed in the corner, coughed dryly, and tidied his collar leisurely, and then said: "The First Shenmu is hospitalized, and on behalf of Shuang Xiaozhiling, I would like to express my most sincere condolences."

"Get out, I can't die again, just be honest."

"Our president asked me to take a look. You are now affecting the nerves of Chinese players. If you have a few shortcomings, then we don't need to fight the national war in China, and we will definitely lose all morale."

Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but have a black line on his head. The good comrades in the room glared at Jian Qijue. This guy consciously aroused public anger and immediately shrank himself into the corner.

"Brother Suifeng, I'm here too!"

A young girl in a long cotton dress greeted Wang Xiaofeng. Wang Xiaofeng could naturally recognize the real vermilion tears, as beautiful as in the game. "Looking at you're fine, we'll feel relieved."

"I'm fine, I'm very strong, how could it be wrong?" Wang Xiaofeng smiled and wanted to hit his chest, but his fist was quickly restrained by Qiu Yue beside the bed and gently pressed it back.

"Okay, the patient's condition is normal. I will be hospitalized for a few days and wait for the report of the whole body examination to come out." The doctor said, and his eyes fixed on the Wang couple beside him. "Don't let him work too much. He is not in good condition now and needs to be well maintained. If he is too tired, he will be in danger of life."

"Thank you, thank you doctor, we will pay attention."

"Okay, OK," Hu Biao clapped his hands, "Everyone should be dispersed, let Xiaofeng have a good rest and don't surround him here!"

A group of people went out reluctantly, leaving the space for the family of four...Mom and mother plus wife, Wang Xiaofeng's family of four is considered to be all.

"You, you!" The prince sighed, and he was about to say something, but his wife pulled him away.

"What are you doing? My son was fine just now, who are you going to scold? Stay next to you."

The prince's father remained silent and sat on the sofa aside without saying a word, allowing the mother and son to hold hands and talk.

Looking at his mother's tired face and his father's blood-red eyes, Wang Xiaofeng felt a little disheartened. He was so old that he was still worried about his parents. He couldn't even take good care of himself. What's the point of talking about defending the country? His eyes turned red and he said with a trembling voice: "Dad, mom, you are worried again."

"It's fine, it's fine, it's fine, a man, why are you crying?" the mother said this, but couldn't help but wipe the corners of her eyes, "Son, don't be so tired in the future. Parents don't want you to have much future. Yue, look at him, don't let him be so busy until so late every day."

"Yes." Qiu Yue responded, "It's because I didn't take good care of him, it's because I'm not good."

"Okay, I'm fine again," Wang Xiaofeng took a deep breath and swept away the tears at the corners of his eyes. "Why are you crying? Look at my dad, how calm."

The Queen Mother snorted softly: "He, you haven't seen him crying when he hides in the toilet. Son, what are you going to eat? Mom will do it for you now."

Wang Xiaofeng frowned: "How many hours have I been sleeping?"

"One or two nights."

"I'll go... Qiuyue, where is my helmet?" Wang Xiaofeng was a little anxious. Two days and one night, wouldn't it be three days and three nights in the game? What a plane, I'm so confused that I'm fine, and I don't know if there is any chaos on the front line.

"I, I'll bring it to you, don't worry."

"What are you going to take!" The prince's face was quite powerful, "I didn't hear the doctor tell you to have a good rest. Qiuyue ignored him and let him lie here."

"No, I'm doing a task, I'll go up and take a look."

"That's not OK," the prince's tone was unquestionable, and Qiuyue was in a dilemma there and didn't know how to deal with it. Why was his father so unreasonable? Why didn't he notice it before?

"Dad, this is my job and my career."

"I can ignore you when playing games. If you play your life, how can you let your mother and me live?" Wang's father's voice was a little higher, making someone look forward to it at the door. Wang's father scolded: "I used to play games until I tried to survive. Now I play games and my body is destroyed. Do you want your mother and I to give me a white-haired man to a black-haired man!"

Wang Xiaofeng bit his lip and whispered: "Dad, this time it's a special situation."

"Then what are you telling me about not being a special situation?"

"Okay, please say less!" The Queen Mother blocked her husband, took Wang Xiaofeng's hand and sighed: "Xiaofeng, we have nothing to lack now. You don't have to work like this. If you can be safe, your father and I will not do anything."
Chapter completed!