Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!-Chapter 907: Want Mommy, Waaa...
Because of a phone call from Nan Huiru, Ji Wei and Mo Qian decided to end their trip in Country D and fly to Britain.
That morning, they booked their tickets.
Ji Wei could understand Mo Qian’s urgency. Even though his memory had not yet returned, visiting Gu Zhizhou was more important right now.
They arrived in Britain in the evening and didn’t delay, heading straight to the hospital.
Nan Huiru had been waiting at the hospital door early. Upon seeing the two of them, she hurried to greet them. She was much thinner than before, with even a few strands of white hair on her head, and she seemed to have aged several years.
Ji Wei felt quite sorry seeing this.
Having to take care of her comatose husband day and night, becoming frail and worn was inevitable. Yet Nan Huiru remained unwaveringly by Gu Zhizhou’s side, never considering giving up.
Although Nan Huiru had a strong personality, she was genuinely good to her husband and son.
Not having seen Ji Wei for a long time, Nan Huiru awkwardly nodded in greeting before pulling Mo Qian into the ward.
Ji Wei initially wanted to go in too, but she feared that too many people might disturb Gu Zhizhou’s rest, so she just stood at the door.
"Last night, while I was wiping your father’s body, I suddenly felt his finger move. I thought I was seeing things, but soon after, his finger moved slightly again. I was overjoyed and hurried to call the doctor... The doctor said there’s a great hope for Zhizhou to wake up. I’ve been waiting for this day for so long, enduring this past year—I don’t even know how I’ve managed..."
Recalling the days and nights spent at the bedside, Nan Huiru couldn’t help but feel emotional, her eyes moist with heat.
Mo Qian handed his mother a pack of tissues and looked at the still-sleeping father on the hospital bed. After a moment, he slowly crouched down, holding those somewhat withered hands.
Ji Wei stood at the door, quietly watching this scene, her eyes also wet.
Due to Gu Zhizhou’s condition improving, the two decided to temporarily stay at the manor. Ji Wei learned from the manor’s servants how to make soup, and she would take the personally cooked soup to the hospital every day.
Initially, Nan Huiru spoke very little to her.
As Ji Wei visited more frequently, Nan Huiru started chatting with her about family affairs. Speaking of the grandson An An she had never met, Nan Huiru was filled with remorse.
Ji Wei knew she wanted to meet An An, so she quietly took out her phone.
"Mom, look who this is."
She handed the connected video call to Nan Huiru.
On the other side of the video, An An, who was already walking steadily, was happily playing on the slide in the garden.
"An An, this is grandma. Say grandma." Ji Wei pointed to Nan Huiru beside her, introducing her son.
With his chubby little face close to the phone screen, An An looked wide-eyed at the unfamiliar grandma beside his mommy.
"He’s grown so much, and he looks so much like Mo Qian when he was little. If Zhizhou saw An An, he’d be so delighted..." Nan Huiru couldn’t help but wipe her tears.
"An An, can you say grandma? This is daddy’s mom. You should call her grandma." Ji Wei continued persistently guiding her son.
"Grandma!"
On the other end of the video, An An finally called out in a sweet, childish voice.
"Oh! Good grandchild, so good... Grandma will surely come to see you." Nan Huiru nodded repeatedly, responding with both laughter and tears.
Before the video ended, Ji Wei told An An to say bye-bye. Originally playing happily, An An burst into tears suddenly: "Mommy, I want... mommy... boohoo..."
