This time, Luo Ying was no longer unresponsive. Her mouth was slightly open, and a hint of shock appeared in her eyes.
In the next second, Luo Ying, who was lying flat on the bed, suddenly sat up.
She sat up too suddenly.
Standing at the end of the bed, both Luo Yangyang and Feng Qiyue were startled by her. Their four eyes widened as they stared at her.
Luo Ying had been lying in bed for a month. Now, she suddenly sat up. Her dizzy head made her close her eyes in pain. She raised her hand and hugged her head.
"Mommy!"
Luo Yangyang saw her mother's pained expression and was about to approach her.
However…
"Lancelot!"
Luo Yangyang was about to step out when her mother suddenly shouted. She stopped in her tracks.
After the dizziness passed, Luo Ying quickly raised her head and looked at Lancelot.
"Lancelot, is it really you?"
Luo Ying looked at Lancelot as if she couldn't see anyone else in the ward.