Room 1208.
Qiao Chengxun had finally awakened. There were three women in the room, one of whom was his mother; the other two women he chose to ignore directly.
"Mom, where is Meimei?" the man asked as soon as he opened his mouth.
Madam Qiao's face appeared somewhat uneasy and she replied, "Meimei is resting in another room. How are you feeling now? Is there any discomfort?"
"How is Meimei?" the man asked again.
Madam Qiao hesitated for a moment. There were things she suddenly didn't know how to express.
Wan Meizhen was somewhat anxious and couldn't help but answer, "Brother Chengxun, Meimei's injuries are much better now. She just got out of bed and walked a bit. However, the doctors said that it's possible Meimei might never be able to have children…"
"Where is she?" Qiao Chengxun abruptly interrupted her, and at the same time, sat up, pulling out the needle from his hand.
The three women rushed over immediately to stop him.
"Chengxun, you can't get out of bed yet!"