When Lin Yifan pushed open the iron gate of Jiufeng's house.
Feng Xian had already rushed out like a gust of wind and hugged her tightly.
"I knew nothing would happen to you."
Tears in her eyes, she clung tightly to his waist.
She hadn't closed her eyes from yesterday to today.
"I went home and didn't see you, so I guessed you were here. How's mom doing?"
Gently stroking Feng Xian's beautiful hair, Lin Yifan asked lovingly.
"Mom is still sleeping, but her complexion is much better. She suddenly woke up this morning saying she was hungry, ate a bowl of millet porridge, and then fell back asleep."
Feng Xian quickly said.
"That's good, once she wakes up tomorrow, everything should be normal."
Having confirmed his mother was well, Lin Yifan was relieved.
"Mom's fine, but I'm afraid something's wrong with Jiufeng. You should go check on her."
"What's wrong with Jiufeng?"
