Chapter 82: It seems that it's good to have a child

Su Wanzheng smiled and continued to ring the ring: "That depends on your performance." ”

He answered with an unmoving expression and bit her soft earlobe: "It seems that it is a problem with my performance every time, so that you still have the strength to think about this and that." ”

Every time he fights with words, he can always give full play to his ability to talk quietly and sarcastically.

She glanced at him, kicked his lower abdomen, and covered the quilt tightly: "It's good to have self-knowledge, why don't you lie down quickly, medical common sense, going to bed early and getting up early helps to enhance 'performance', understand?"

It is shameless for a man to be questioned about his ability, especially when he is questioned by his beloved wife, Xi Jiangran's eyes narrowed with a dangerous light.

was successfully provoked, and a fire was raised in the bottom of my heart.

Before lying down, Youyou whispered in her ear, "Obey, ma'am, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it." ”

What's the word......

Su Wanzheng blushed, and arched her back in shame to push him hard.

Suddenly I realized that I had brought myself into the pit.

But who can say for sure in the future, he is a noble person who forgets things, maybe he will forget it in a few days.

The man chuckled and grabbed her from behind, his chin pressed against her shoulder, his breathing slowly becoming even and docile, and she looked sideways to see that he was already asleep.

Su Wanzheng rubbed into his arms, turned to face him, wrapped her arms around his strong waist, and heard the heavy rhythmic heartbeat, so she closed her eyes with peace of mind.

In the middle of the night, I was sleeping in a daze, and was suddenly woken up by a knock on the door.

She frowned and closed her eyes tightly, and the arm holding her suddenly let go, and the man got up to open the door.

It was Mother Wu who knocked on the door, and said with an eager face: "Sir, the little young master just kept saying that he had a stomachache!"

The man's eyebrows and eyes suddenly sobered up, and he walked out with her: "Go and prepare my coat, I'll take him to the hospital." ”

"Oh, good. ”

Downstairs, the lights were on in the children's bedroom, and several servants were gathered around at a loss.

Koizumi clutched his stomach and rolled left and right on the bed in pain, he had been crying for a while, his voice was hoarse, and his cheeks were red.

Seeing Xi Jiang burn down, they suddenly saw the dawn, "Sir." ”

He strode over, squatted down in front of the child, and held his trembling pale hand: "Koizumi?

The child grinned, and a cry overflowed from between his lips: "Dad, I am in so much pain......"

His expression was distorted, his face was in a bad state, and the man immediately leaned over to pick up the child and walked out of the room.

Wu's mother had also changed her clothes and put on her coat in time: "Sir, I'll go with you, and I will take care of him when I go to the hospital." ”

"Good. ”

Mother Wu said to a few servants behind her: "You guys go back to sleep first, move lightly, don't wake up your wife." ”

It was a short drive from home, and it took less than 20 minutes to reach the hospital.

After going to the emergency room for a series of tests, the doctor told him that there was nothing serious, it was acute gastroenteritis, and he needed to hang water in the hospital for a day.

Tossing left and right, arranging for the child to enter the ward and then hanging up the water, the sky has slightly revealed the white of the fish belly.

Wu's mother saw that Mr. Attendance was caring for the child, sitting at the head of the bed holding Xiaoquan's cold little hands, and tirelessly feeding water and medicine.

Although the gentleman is not very good at talking comforting, his actions speak for themselves.

"Dad, when I was home just now, I almost thought I was going to die. Koizumi lay limply on the pillow and said in a dumb voice.

He curled his lips gently: "Well, I thought too." ”

Mother Wu is old and can't hear the word death, "You father and son are really, what can't die, the little master just ate ice cream yesterday afternoon and had a stomach upset, and he didn't eat at night, so he got sick." ”

Xiaoquan blinked and looked at Xi Jiangran intently, "Dad, then if I really want to die, can Dad let me see my mother before that?"

The topic was pulled to a sensitive point again, and Mother Wu smiled a little, and looked at Xi Jiangran with some concern.

He lowered his eyebrows slightly, and his pupils cast gentleness: "Take medicine obediently, depending on your performance, if you can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, you can consider it." ”

Koizumi kicked the quilt excitedly, "Really?"

He couldn't wait to jump up and cheer in celebration, he was finally going to see his mother!

"Well, don't break your word. The man's palm was warm and touched the top of his head.

Seeing that the child's mouth was deflated, the golden bean was about to fall out of his eyes again.

Xi Jiangran straightened his face and said solemnly: "Dad has another requirement for you, as a man, no matter what happens in the future, if you don't cry your nose, you won't cry your nose, do you hear?"

As if he was awakened, Koizumi sniffed and forcibly suppressed his tears, "Oh!

......

At dawn, the nurse came to take her temperature several times, told her to take medicine on time and leave, and met Su Wanzheng who came in from outside the door.

"How is it, Koizumi is okay?"

After she was woken up by a knock on the door at night, she kept tossing and turning and didn't fall asleep, stayed up until dawn, and still got up.

When I looked at the house, the children and adults were not there, and I hurriedly asked the maid what had happened.

Wu's mother was sitting on the escort bed and napping, when she opened her eyes and saw her, her sleepiness suddenly disappeared, and she got up with her knees: "Yo, madam, you didn't sleep at home, you came so early." ”

Seeing Su Wanzheng's worried eyes, Wu's mother smiled and waved her hand and said, "It's acute gastroenteritis, don't worry, hang up the water for a day, and be discharged from the hospital tomorrow." ”

"That's good. ”

She looked at the child who was already asleep happily on the hospital bed, and snored shallowly, as if she was imagining a picture with her mother in a dream.

Wu's mother rubbed her eyes and added: "Mr. Xi took care of it until the morning, and the company was going to have a morning meeting and left." ”

Seeing that she was sleepy and tired, Su Wanzheng put down her bag, took off the scarf and folded it and put it in front of the bed: "Mother Wu, you go back first, I will take care of the child." ”

"Is that okay? This kid is very noisy, I'd better stay here, lest you lose sight of him." ”

Su Wanzheng probed the temperature of the water cup, it was a little cold, and got up to get hot water: "It's okay, look at the heavy circles under your eyes, go back to sleep for a while, and make some soup for the child in the afternoon." ”

"Okay, then I'll go back first, and I'll call if I have something, ma'am." ”

Pour new hot water on the child, and he is still sleeping soundly.

The tender cheeks are red from sleep, and the little hands will be grasped for a while, and then released, and sometimes they will murmur a few words of dreams, which is very cute.

Su Wanzheng held her chin and looked at it for a long time if she was not careful.

In the past, she was not interested in children, and even felt troublesome and didn't want to give birth, such a small thing, born ten months pregnant, had to be tossed from a young age.

Lucky to give birth to a good baby, obedient all the way to grow up smoothly, bad luck, give birth to a demon king of the mixed world, and she will have to suffer it for the rest of her life.

Now, though, she thinks it's nice to have a child.

When I go home every day, I have hope, I have motivation to work, and I am tired when I am tired.

Every night, it is heartwarming to look at the child's sleeping face like this, listen to his soft breathing like a feather, and occasionally burrow into her arms.

I don't know if it's because of the effect of the drug, or if he didn't sleep well last night, Song Yiquan fell asleep all day, as peaceful as a little angel.

Su Wanzheng tried to dial the number given by her aunt last night, but she couldn't get through several times.

So, she called Shen Yan and asked him to use it to find out where this wooden police officer was now.

Shen Yan was about to go to dinner after shooting the cover of the magazine, "What's the matter, you don't have fun in Ningcheng, and you asked me to check people?"

"I went back to Rongcheng yesterday, I wasn't feeling well, and I didn't think it was fun, so I came back. ”

"Well, nothing happened. ”

Shen Yan frowned slightly, and then had a sudden realization expression, "Oh, I know, I miss your husband." Su Wanzheng, you are really hopeless, you can't leave after only a few days of separation, forget it, tsk. ”

Su Wanzheng laughed, "Why are you talking so much nonsense?

"Okay, I'll give you the life of a cow and a horse for the rest of my life. Shen Yan smoked a cigarette and smoked, "Wait for my news." ”

hung up the phone, and when Su Wanzheng flipped through WeChat, she suddenly flipped to Lin Ruxue's circle of friends.

A photo of sitting on a hospital bed reading a book, and the book cover is "Six Hundred Years of the Forbidden City".

Caption: Good books to share with everyone.

Su Wanzheng raised her eyebrows, she remembered that Xi Jiangran also bought this set of books last month, and put them on the coffee table in the living room, and would read a few pages from time to time.

Miss Lin's thoughts are really amazing, thinking that she is worthy of standing by his side if she secretly sees his preferences and panders to him.

She hooked her lips and smiled disdainfully, and suddenly remembered that Lin Ruxue's ward was also in this building, so it was better to go and see this drama master.