Married at First Sight Chapter 4811

Zhan Yue: “…”

My real mother, this is definitely my real mother!

He tilted his head and saw the bed next to him piled high with fruit baskets again. He suddenly looked like he had given up hope.

“Grandma, just come visit me. Don’t send me fruit baskets anymore. I can’t eat so much. I just had the housekeeper share all the fruit baskets everyone brought with me last night with the other patients on my floor.”

The old lady said, “Your brothers bought them. Grandma didn’t spend any money.”

“You little brat, you kept it a secret from me. You bullied me because I’m old and useless. You hid it from me. I was mad. How could I possibly buy you a fruit basket? You’re dreaming.”

“Grandma,”

Zhan Yue called to his grandmother in a coquettish tone.

The old lady reached out and poked his forehead. “Don’t call me that. It gives me goosebumps. Do you think you’re Beibei? You’re almost thirty, and you’re still acting like a spoiled child.”

“Even if I live to be a hundred, I’ll still be your good grandson. I can act like a spoiled child to you.”

After all, there were no outsiders in the ward, so what was wrong with him acting like a spoiled child?

The old lady laughed and said, “If you live to be a hundred, I won’t know how many times I’ve been reborn.”

“Okay, I won’t say anything more about you. Take care of your wounds. When your uncle and his family arrive, I’ll go back with them. You came here so early in the morning and I didn’t get enough sleep. I’m so sleepy.”

“It’s all your fault, you little brat.”

Zhan Yue apologized repeatedly.

The old lady finally forgave him.

There were two breakfasts on the bedside table.

The housekeeper had brought them here at Zhan Yue’s request.

Master Zhan said to his son, “You haven’t had breakfast yet. Go wash your face and then have breakfast. You’ll starve and make me worry about you.”

If his son wasn’t almost thirty years old, he would definitely have beaten him up.

The old mother rushed to the hospital early in the morning.

They didn’t get a chance to sleep in, so they followed her early, their worries etched in their veins.

Arriving at the hospital, they saw that Old Eight was truly alright, and their worries finally settled.

Zhan Yue let out a sigh of relief.

He quickly got out of bed to wash his face and brush his teeth.

However, his hands were wrapped in gauze, so he needed the housekeeper’s help.

After a while, he returned to the bed and sat down.

The old lady looked at his hands, feeling confident he could eat, and sat still.

His parents also sat still.

Zhan Yue didn’t need anyone to feed him. For the first few days, the pain from the wound on his hand was so severe that he couldn’t eat on his own, so he relied on the housekeeper for a few days.

Now that he’s almost healed and can eat on his own, he eats all the time.

“Why two breakfasts? You’re lying in bed all day, and you’re eating so much! Be careful you gain weight. You’ll be fat when you’re discharged, and you won’t be handsome anymore,”

the third wife said to her son.

Zhan Yue: “…”

This is his real mother, his real mother!

As a mother, she’d be eager for her son to eat more.

But his mother complained that he ate too much.

“No one wants you to begin with. If you get fat and ugly, you’ll never get a wife. Your seventh brother will bring his girlfriend home to meet the parents in a couple of days, and I don’t know where your girlfriend is yet.”

The third wife envied her two eldest sisters-in-law, whose sons had already started families.