They sat together to bask in the sun and look at the scenery.

After sitting for a while, Ning An would help him walk and exercise.

Song Shaoyan walks very slowly and needs to take medicine every day, but he feels that it is a huge surprise that he can stand up from the wheelchair.

He lost control when he woke up four years ago. In the past four years, he never thought he could stand up again.

Because he is a disabled person, he feels inferior to Ning An, and his pride has long since been slowly worn away.

But fortunately, the accumulation of these four years has made him a low-key, introverted person. His sharp edges have been lost, and he is much gentler in his dealings with others. His so-called arrogance is gone.

"An An, do you think you dislike me because I walk so slowly?"

"Don't I dislike you for walking so fast?"

"..." Song Shao said silently, "An'an, I can stand up and walk now. Will you look at me more? Have you noticed that I am still quite tall, handsome in appearance, and temperament..."

"Shut up." Ning An rolled his eyes at him, "Stop being narcissistic."

"I just think I'm worthy of you."

"Whether you deserve it or not is up to me."

"Yes... you have the final say."

Song Shaoyan wanted to hold Ning An's arm, but Ning An wouldn't let him touch it but was worried that he was a patient, so he had to let him.

They linked arms, their shadows lengthened by the sunlight, and walked slowly and peacefully on the hospital lawn.

Sometimes Ning An couldn't do anything all day long on weekends and stayed with him all the time.

Ning An took him to eat at many specialty restaurants in New York, and he refused to refuse anyone who came. As long as Ning An accompanied him, he would do anything.

"An'an, which hospital did you give birth to the little candy?"

"The hospital where you were last admitted."

"Natural delivery or caesarean section?"

"A normal birth."

"I heard people say that giving birth is very painful. Thank you for your hard work. No one was with you at the time. You must have been very sad."

"I'm not sad. I was very happy when my daughter was born. You don't know how I felt at that time anyway. Let me tell you, I was so happy when I held the soft and waxy little guy who could cry."

Song Shaoyan stood still and turned his head, approaching Ning An, and suddenly wanted to rub her: "An An... have you ever thought about having another baby? Little Candy is six years old..."

Ning An was startled: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Oh!" Song Shaoyan nodded obediently.

Ning An looked at him with disdain and was really frightened by him. What did he just say? Want another baby?

The idea had never occurred to her.

Besides, who do you want a baby with?

Song Shaoyan looked calm, as if he hadn't said anything just now.

When he thinks that Little Candy is his biological daughter, he immediately feels very good. He and Ning An have a daughter!

Ning An walked with him, Song Shaoyan couldn't go too far, and she took him back to the ward not long after.

Song Shaoyan went to bed to rest, and Ning An packed his clothes.

"Don't wear a hospital gown when you go for a walk tomorrow!" Song Shaoyan said arrogantly.

"Why? These clothes are easy to put on and take off, suitable for nurses to change your dressing, and they are also comfortable."

"Affects appearance."

"..."

How pretentious.

"Speaking of this, Jiang Ci recently asked someone to bring me some scar removal ointment. I don't know if the scars on my face can be eliminated." Song Shaoyan was obviously very concerned.
Chapter completed!