Chapter 1259: Chapter 1132: Message

"If you didn’t come tonight, I was planning to visit our master’s place tomorrow morning."

Master Brother Seven finished speaking and gave her a meaningful look, held his teacup, and went to the door to peer outside.

He saw that the on-duty nurses were dozing off, and a few older colleagues were either gone or conversing quietly together.

When he returned, he said in a low voice, "Don’t worry. Big Brother has already sent a message back that the little ones are all lively and doing well.

Whenever they had a break or visited the hospital to see their comrades, the kids went to see the senior brothers."

Zhou Jiao breathed a sigh of relief, "That’s good."

Master Brother Seven glanced at her, "Stop worrying so much! Look at your face; they’re fine, but you’re about to collapse. With elders like Big Brother, Fourth Brother, and Little Eight around, what could possibly happen?"

Zhou Jiao leaned lazily against the back of the chair and smiled, "Okay, I’ll go home and eat five meals a day, working hard to become a big fatso."

"No need to become a big fatso. Try to go out more, don’t stay cooped up at home, or you’ll end up overthinking by yourself."

"Okay, I don’t dare stay long at Master’s place recently, afraid he might see through me."

"The old man is sharp. A few days ago, he already told us you’re turning into a paper-thin sheet again. He’s worried about the kids too, just reluctant to reproach you for being so heartless."

"Heh heh..."

"Smirking won’t do any good. Take care of yourself, and don’t let the old man worry. These days, he’s been looking for an old hen to stew for you to replenish your health. Don’t refuse it when the time comes, eat it all, got it?"

Zhou Jiao felt touched by the master’s and masters’ brothers’ care and consented with a smile.

After chatting for a while, he had to go back to work, and Zhou Jiao returned to the ward.

Time slowly ticked by, and the sky gradually brightened.

Miao Lishan looked at Zhou Jiao’s pale, bloodless face with distress. The child already looked ill yesterday, "I’m here with them, you go rest for a bit."

Zhou Jiao shook her head slightly, "You go to work first, I’ll wait a little longer."

Wait for what?

Of course, wait for Old Mrs. Cheng and Mr. Cheng to rest, and for Cheng Family’s Second Aunt to be informed and arrive at the hospital.

At the hospital’s doctor shift change, Master Brother Seven specially came by to check Cheng Shao Ning’s post-operative condition and wrote a prescription for Zhou Jiao to get an IV.

Looking like this, if she collapses, wouldn’t he be beaten to death by Master and the senior brothers!

Past noon, around twelve, Cheng Shao Ning had yet to wake up. With 24 hours halfway gone, even the usually composed Old Mrs. Cheng began to panic.

When Cheng Family’s Second Aunt arrived upon learning the news, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were already tearful, and it was Mr. Cheng who finally urged the daughter-in-law to speak continuously to the grandson by his ear.

Whether it was the power of motherly love or Cheng Shao Ning’s fate not yet sealed,

He finally woke up by evening.

Although calling it waking up may be an exaggeration, as he only slightly moved his finger, it was enough to make the worried relatives and friends outside the room shed tears of joy.

A string of doctors entered the ward, and after half an hour, they announced he was out of danger.

At the moment Cheng Family’s Second Aunt collapsed, Zhou Jiao was full of tears.

She missed her son too.

By night, Cheng Shao Ning still couldn’t speak, but being moved from the ICU to a regular ward was undoubtedly a good thing.

It was then Zhou Jiao saw many severely injured soldiers for the first time.

Many with head injuries, or leg injuries, or bodies wrapped in bandages, yet all injured soldiers were still strong soldiers.

With their bodies still weary from the smoke of war, they were already asking when they could be discharged.

It was from these brief words that Zhou Jiao realized they were all eager to head to the frontline to avenge the fallen comrades at that very moment.

Initially, Zhou Jiao wanted to wait until Cheng Shao Ning recovered more and ask whether he had met the Ping An Brothers or for conditions at the front, but seeing the soldiers’ attitude of absolutely no leaks, she decided to forget it.

Perhaps there was something that needed to be kept confidential.

However, when accompanying the Old Mrs. Cheng home to rest, Zhou Jiao heard some news she provided.

Returning home from work, Miao Lishan saw her curled up alone on the sofa, hugging her knees.

"Still hasn’t woken up?"

Zhou Jiao shook her head at her, "He woke up around four in the afternoon; now he’s out of danger, and the doctor said rest for three more months, and he’ll be fine."

Miao Lishan clasped her hands, "That’s good, that’s good. Should we go again tonight?"

"No need, several cousins have already arranged shifts. Auntie also said we should rest and relax. Mom, you should sleep early tonight."

Miao Lishan sighed in relief, "That’s good, I’ll visit during the day tomorrow. I’ve been busy lately; if I stayed up all night like last night, the kid would be exhausted."

Not just her, even Zhou Jiao felt physically worn out. While it wasn’t felt at the time, once the child woke up, Zhou Jiao was sore all over, and after settling Old Mrs. Cheng, she slept all the way to the doorstep in the car.

"Did the doctor say when Xiao Ning can speak?" Miao Lishan explained, "I mean when he can talk smoothly. I want to find out about the kids from him."

Zhou Jiao immediately smiled, "My Seventh Brother said the kids are lively and doing just fine."

Miao Lishan looked at her in delight, "Really?"

Zhou Jiao nodded decisively, "Absolutely true, there were many people in the hospital at the time, I didn’t want to tell you for fear of being misunderstood."

"Heaven bless, just so they weren’t injured." Miao Lishan clasped her hands in prayer, "Not talking was right; last night your little aunt had her eyes all swollen from crying, if I got too happy and let it slip, it wouldn’t be good."

"It’s good they’re not hurt. Seeing Xiao Ning like this, you don’t know how scared mom was, thankful it wasn’t my kid..."

Zhou Jiao interrupted her reproachfully, "Mom! What nonsense are you saying."

Miao Lishan stepped out to look around, shook her hand, "Alright, no one heard it. Mom only says that in front of you. But I kept praying until early morning for this child to wake up safely."

Zhou Jiao smiled and shook her head. Human nature is selfish; she is not so noble either. It’s hard to say how painful something is unless it happens to you.

"Did your dad call today?"

"If he did, it would be in the evening."

Miao Lishan sighed, "Sigh... It’s better if he doesn’t call often; now I’m just afraid he’ll call, and afraid when he doesn’t."

"Your dad, really, is he so busy? How long has it been since I’ve seen him? One week in, and I don’t even know how he’s eating.

Will he come back this weekend? Shouldn’t he return to get some clean clothes by now? I forgot to ask him in the rush of the call last night..."

Zhou Jiao listened to her mother’s rambling, the words she wanted to say caught in her throat.

It’s better not to mention what Old Mrs. Cheng said before returning home.

She doesn’t care how much credit the kids can earn; their safe return home, as soon as possible, is her greatest wish. Her mom is scared; how could she not be scared?

The more credit the kids earn means the more dangers they’ve encountered before, and how many times they’ve hovered between life and death. Just thinking of this suffocates her heart.

If she really said this to her mom, it would inevitably result in more anxiety.

Just like her dad not disclosing it to their mother and daughter.

She couldn’t believe her dad, who has been in the main command center, hasn’t received any news about the kids until now.

But what if he did say something?

It would only add to their worries.

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