Second pregnancy, sixth child: The beloved mom's disguise has been exposed again.

Chapter 484 The Ice Boy, Clean as Paper

What happened to Ning Chen?

"Did he break his head? Is his mental age only that of a three-year-old? Is that right?"

Huo Muxi originally thought Ning Chen's injury was just a normal one, but she didn't expect it to be so serious that even his personality had changed.

It seems Ning Chen hit his head. Otherwise, how can you explain a sudden change in his personality, acting like a child, even calling his mother to come and keep him company when he has nightmares at night?

“His injuries aren’t serious, and he’ll be fine in a while. But please don’t disturb my son’s rest during this time, Miss Huo,” Ning Yao said seriously and methodically.

In the middle of the night, this Miss Huo got rid of the bodyguard she had arranged for her son, and then hid in the window by the hospital room door to peek.

Even a normal person would be terrified to see this scene in the middle of the night, let alone Ning Chen, who is more vulnerable than ordinary people due to his injuries.

"Can I go in and see him?" Huo Muxi wanted to go in, but unfortunately Ning Chen had locked the door in the ward.

Now that Ning Yao has arrived, surely she can go in and see Ning Chen?

"Ah Chen is already resting. If Miss Huo wants to visit, please come after dawn." After Ning Yao finished speaking, she entered the ward and closed the door behind her.

This Huo Muxi, he doesn't even consider whether the time is appropriate for visiting someone in the hospital.

Ning Yao assumed that Ning Chen was anxious to see her son and was concerned about his safety, so she didn't pursue the matter further.

The lights in the ward suddenly went out, plunging the surroundings into complete darkness.

Ning Yao stayed in the ward and slept on the newly added bed next to Ning Chen. She didn't change her clothes and just lay there fully clothed.

She wasn't sleepy at first, but now that the lights in the room were off and the hospital was eerily quiet, a wave of drowsiness washed over her.

Ning Yao covered her mouth and yawned. Worried that her son wouldn't be able to sleep, she asked, "Is it boring staying in the hospital? If you need anything, just tell Mom and I'll buy it for you during the day."

Ning Chen lay on his side, resting his head on his arm, with his mother's gentle voice in his ear. He felt an unprecedented peace in his heart.

"Then... Mom, please bring me a computer tomorrow." Ning Chen did indeed have some things he wanted to do.

"No problem, do you want your old one or the new one?" Ning Yao said to her son in a gentle voice, full of tolerance and love.

"My own," Ning Chen thought for a moment and then answered truthfully.

He wanted to see what was on his computer, purely to learn about his past.

Ning Yao responded, thinking that she would go to her son's house after dawn. Anyway, she had already entered the facial recognition access code, so it would be very convenient for her to come and go.

Ning Chen noticed the weariness in Ning Yao's voice and immediately said, "Mom, I'm a little sleepy. You should go to sleep early too. Good night."

"Okay, goodnight, baby," Ning Yao replied gently.

Hearing Ning Yao's voice, Ning Chen's heart trembled.

He felt his scalp tingle when he heard the word "baby".

How could someone have such a beautiful voice, and that person was his mother, the closest person to him in the world?

He was about the same age as his mother, and he didn't find it strange at all; on the contrary, he thought it was better that way. He and his mother were both friends and family.

Ning Yao had already fallen asleep, her breathing even and she was snoring softly.

Ning Chen couldn't fall asleep no matter what he did; his mind was incredibly clear. He turned to look at the young woman sleeping on the bed next to him.

The woman wore a soft, vintage-style long dress, which made her temperament even more gentle. Under the moonlight, her skin was snow-white, as if radiating a holy light.

Ning Yao wasn't wearing much; some of her shoulders were exposed, and a few strands of her long, dark hair playfully fell onto her delicate collarbone.

Ning Chen couldn't help but stare at that strand of hair for a while, then tiptoed up, picked up his suit jacket hanging to the side, and gently covered Ning Yao's body, covering her exposed shoulders.

Although Ning Chen is Ning Yao's son, he is obviously several sizes larger than Ning Yao. When the clothes fall on Ning Yao, it looks as if Ning Yao has stolen and put on an adult's clothes, with only her head sticking out.

Ning Yao, who was fast asleep, had a peaceful face. She didn't realize that her son was not asleep at all. He was sitting next to her, watching her, and even put a coat on her.

Ning Yao shifted restlessly in her sleep; she was actually very hot, not cold at all.

While Ning Chen wasn't paying attention, Ning Yao, whose suit jacket was covering her arm, suddenly lifted it, revealing her slender white arm once again.

Seeing this, Ning Chen's lips gradually curved into a beautiful arc, and there was a tenderness in his eyes that he himself could hardly perceive.

Ning Chen thought to herself, "It feels so good to have a mother."

Ning Yao slept in the hospital all night. She turned off her alarm before going to bed and finally managed to get up thanks to her strong self-control.

The suit jacket was still covering her body, and Ning Yao almost knocked it to the ground when she got up.

"Hmm?" Ning Yao asked in a hoarse voice, her fox-like eyes, misty with moisture, blinking innocently.

How could she not remember covering herself with this coat before going to sleep?

No wonder she was sweating so much last night; it turns out her son's suit jacket covered her up completely, keeping out no breeze at all...

"Achen, did you not sleep well last night?" Ning Yao looked at her son in the next bed and asked with concern.

I don't know when my son got up, but he was already dressed. His bangs covered half of his eyes, and he was holding a magazine in his hand, his slender fingers occasionally pinching the bottom of the page as he turned the pages.

"I just got up early; I slept quite well last night," Ning Chen replied to Ning Yao's question with a smile.

Before he was injured, Ning Chen rarely smiled. He always had a face as cold as ice, and he was always aloof to everyone. He also didn't talk much.

Now that Ning Chen has lost his memory, he is like a blank sheet of paper, exuding a gentle and affectionate boyish charm.

Ning Yao was almost stunned when she saw her son's smiling face.

She looks so beautiful. I never realized her son's smile was so captivating.

"That's good. Mom will go buy you breakfast. You wait here obediently." Ning Yao hurriedly walked out, but as she passed the coffee table next to the ward, she caught a glimpse of a pile of bowls and plates filled with food out of the corner of her eye.

Ok? ? ?

Has breakfast been bought?

Ning Yao stopped in her tracks, looked down at the dazzling array of breakfasts, and felt a sudden wave of shame wash over her.

She came to keep her son company while he was sick, but unexpectedly, it was her son who had to take care of her.

"I've also bought the toiletries. They're on the bathroom counter. Come and have breakfast after you've washed up," Ning Chen said, his ears turning slightly red. He could tell his mother's mood was a bit off because she was completely frozen.

Had he done something wrong? Ning Chen frowned, recalling what he had done, but it seemed he hadn't done anything wrong.

Ning Yao took a deep breath, looking at the thing in front of her with a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

“Achen, I came here to take care of you, not to move here so you can take care of me. Look, you're injured and you're still running around everywhere, carrying so many things. It won't be good if you aggravate your wounds…” Ning Yao’s White Flame Blood Jade Spirit Spring power hadn’t recovered, so she couldn’t treat her son for the time being. She was extremely ashamed that she was being taken care of by her son.

"A kind lady at the entrance helped me. She carried and bought most of the things. I just followed her around for a bit." Ning Chen sensed Ning Yao's reproach and his tone became downcast, burying his head in his chest.

A kind older sister?

Upon hearing Ning Chen's words, Ning Yao turned her head and looked outside. Sure enough, she saw Huo Muxi looking excited in front of the window at the door of the ward.