I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

"Ling Xiao!" When Xie Yuhua returned, he saw Ling Xiao lying in a pool of blood, his face mixed with blood and tears. He rushed over and picked up the child.

Jieyuhua carried Lingxiao back to bed, and then Lingxiao said, "I'm sorry, I wanted to drink some water, but I couldn't hold on to it... I wanted to catch the cup, but I forgot that I can't move my legs."

"I'm sorry." Ling Xiao whispered another apology in Xie Yuhua's arms, then gently tugged at Xie Yuhua's clothes, his eyes filled with guilt.

"It was my oversight. I knew you couldn't be without someone by your side, yet I still left you alone in the room. I won't do it again next time," Xie Yuhua said, gently touching Ling Xiao's forehead with her chin.

After calming him down, the family doctor was called to treat Ling Xiao's wounds. While the family doctor was treating the wounds, he would glance at Ling Xiao from time to time.

It has to be said that before this kid came, he had already entered a life of retirement, with high salary, little work, and a very comfortable life. He even felt that he had made a profit.

It wasn't until this kid came back that he understood why his salary was so high... This kid really loves getting hurt; he can injure himself like this even while lying in bed... The worst part is, the wounds won't heal, which really annoyed him.

Even after the doctor left, Xie Yuhua was still worried, so she sent someone to lay a carpet on the floor of the room. The carpet was fluffy and looked very soft and comfortable.

Jieyuhua also placed a few succulents on the windowsill. Lingxiao sat on the bed watching him busily running around the room. In just one afternoon, he could no longer recognize the original appearance of the house...

"Why do we need to replace these?" Ling Xiao asked.

"How is it? Does this make you feel better? I always felt that something was missing in this room, and now I realize it was because the style was too somber and not suitable for a child your age," Xie Yuhua said with a smile, looking at her masterpieces with great satisfaction.

"If you get bored, we can get a pet? How about a hamster? That way you can keep it while lying in bed," Jieyuhua suggested.

"No." Ling Xiao refused him without even thinking.

Xie Yuhua nodded and said, "I also bought a wheelchair. In a couple of days, when you're feeling a bit better and the weather is warmer, I can push you out for a walk. Is there anywhere you'd like to go?" Xie Yuhua made another suggestion.

"No." Ling Xiao shook his head, then asked, "Brother Xiao Hua, have you been possessed?"

"What are you thinking about in that little head of yours?" Xie Yuhua ruffled Ling Xiao's hair and said, "Let me see if I'm in there." After saying that, Xie Yuhua kissed Ling Xiao's lips.

"You don't have to do this. You'll just keep reminding me that I'm disabled." Ling Xiao pushed Xie Yuhua away. Because Ling Xiao was injured, Xie Yuhua didn't dare to use force, and Ling Xiao pushed her away easily.

"It's because you keep thinking that you won't get better, that's why you feel uncomfortable when others are nice to you." Xie Yuhua sat down next to Ling Xiao and gently comforted him.

"Think about the times we went out together, doing crafts together, riding the Ferris wheel together." Xie Yuhua tried to pull Ling Xiao into fond memories.

But after listening, Ling Xiao fell into deep thought. He thought about his past with Xie Yuhua, and it seemed that no matter what he did, there was always some kind of mishap...

Ling Xiao pouted and said, "Then I want to eat stir-fried hawthorn berries tomorrow."

"I knew you wanted to eat this." Xie Yuhua affectionately ruffled Ling Xiao's hair and said, "I'll buy it for you first thing tomorrow morning."

Then, looking at Ling Xiao's eyes, which were gradually brightening, he said, "I'll allow you to eat two bowls."