Hearing Su Yu was awake, Huo Mian felt elated and strode after the young nurse.
Seeing Su Yu wake up, Mrs. Su was the most emotional person and her tension finally eased after holding her son and crying for a while.
When Huo Mian entered, she saw Su Yu was trying to wipe tears off of his mother's face.
"Mom, stop crying, okay? I'm not dead…" Su Yu sounded weak.
"Shut up. What nonsense are you talking about?"
Older people regarded talk about death as a taboo.
"Ha… I'm fine now. You must take care of yourself. If you hurt yourself crying, what shall I do?"
"I cried because I was terrified…" Mrs. Su's eyes were red with crying.
At her age, Mrs. Su's goal in life was making sure her only son was safe and sound. If something happened to him, she'd be devastated.
"Yeah. It's my fault. Mom, please don't cry. You can hit me or scold me, but please don't cry. My heart hurts when I see you cry."