How could her grandson tell someone to go to the hospital that late?

But, the grandma couldn't help but wonder: How did she know the way there?

Her background was clear, she grew up in a village and was clueless about anything in the city.

"I remember that she asked me which hospital the Young Master was in. I told her it was the best hospital" The housekeeper said.

The grandma sighed, a bit astonished in her heart, "She found little Yu with that one sentence."

The father's expressions also shifted a bit, "Just let her stay at the hospital."

Fortunately no accidents happened. The grandma was a bit regretful: she should have just let Lin Miao tag along.

Lin Miao was ecstatic when she was informed that she was allowed to stay at the hospital.

The Young Master's mother returned in the afternoon.

She hugged the Young Master, tears dripping down her cheeks, "How did you get chickenpox? What did the doctors say? Mommy will be by your side, don't worry."

The grandma peered through the window and saw a gathering of reporters around the hospital. Her face had an ugly look, but she didn't say anything.

It was impossible for Lin Miao to step into things between adults, so she discreetly looked at her older brother to prevent him from scratching the pimples. The doctor said there might be germ infections if the skin pops, so she concentrated to stop him from popping the skin.

Lin Miao still stayed to accompany the Young Master at night. All of the adults returned, so it was time for the kids, which was a lot more relaxing.

The two beds were adjoined, so Lin Miao fanned while she chatted with the Young Master.

Lying beside her older brother, she wasn't as worried.

The presence of the adults during the day made Lin Miao too embarrassed to talk with the Young Master. She only chatted with him when the adults had their attention elsewhere.

There was an old skinny woman lying along on her bed in the room beside the Young Master. She would pass by the old woman's room every time she got water.

Lin Miao would occasionally buy her an apple.

She carried 2.5 kilograms of apples up the day she came.

In reality, their room wasn't lacking fruits. The apples there were even bigger than the ones she purchased.

She really couldn't finish her apples, so she gifted some to the old woman next door.

The old woman looked mean, but Lin Miao wasn't afraid of her.

Lin Miao told the Young Master about the woman next door, "She's very old so she probably can't eat these apples whole."

Lin Miao just realized, "Oh yeah."

So the Young Master asked the nurse to cut the apples into very thin slices before giving it to the old woman next door.

In return, the old woman gifted a dragon fruit. It was enormous, probably from a fruit basket from someone else.

The adults would still occasionally argue, but not in the ward, so the Young Master didn't know, but Lin Miao did.

The doctor also confirmed that there weren't any complications. The Young Master was recovering from his sickness.

He could go back after a few more days.

But they were swarmed by news reporters when they exited.

Lin Miao had never seen this before, she quickly blocked in front of her older brother.

The doctor and the two bodyguards stopped much of the crowd. The grandma also asked the hospital to send in security to help break the crowd, but some reporters still managed to poke through, "Young Master Yu, is it convenient for you to tell us about your relationship with your mother?"

"Your mother is often away due to her work, do you have anything to say to her?"

Lin Miao was in front of her older brother but a reporter suddenly pushed in with their microphone. Had it not been the Young Master swiftly blocking it with his hand, the microphone would've knocked into Lin Miao's eyes.

The Young Master was furious. He had been harassed by reporters before, but was never this angry. He spoke with a bad temper, "I want to interview your kids too. Your father was taken away by the police due to what he's doing at work, do they have anything to say to you?"

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