"I don't know, I don't understand what they say, and I guess you don't understand either. They say it's a result of long-term fatigue and it's not a big problem. Jiang Yufei lied and didn't blink her eyes.

Ansel reluctantly believed her words, as he had been exercising at high intensity, and it was true that he could get tired easily.

"Mommy, how long have I been asleep?"

"It's not too long, half a day. ”

Ansel was more relieved, but he still hated being sick.

"Mommy, I'm hungry. He pouted coquettishly and said that he was sick, and he was more childish.

"I'll go get you something to eat. ”

Jiang Yufei heated the porridge Mo Lan bought in the microwave, and when she took it, Ansel had already propped up her body by herself, leaning weakly on the head of the bed.

Usually he looks full of energy, but now he looks sick, which makes Jiang Yufei feel very distressed.

Jiang Yufei put the porridge on the bedside table, she hugged his body and directly hugged him to feed.

Ansel ate a few bites of porridge and couldn't help but complain, "Mommy, I hate being sick." ”

"It'll be fine soon. Baby, bear with me. ”

After a few more bites, he muttered uncomfortably, "I don't like to be in the hospital." ”

"We will be discharged from the hospital in two days, Mommy will always be with you, I will be by your side, will you be more comfortable?"

"Yes, yes!"

Jiang Yufei kissed him on the cheek: "So what?"

Ansel grinned, "More comfortable." ”

Jiang Yufei smiled dotingly, "Come, open your mouth, eat more." ”

She was afraid that he would fall asleep again, and she didn't know when she would wake up for the next meal.

Although he will be given a nutrient solution, it is still the healthiest to eat.

Ruan Tianling pushed the door in, and saw Jiang Yufei hugging Ansel and feeding him.

The little one woke up.

Ruan Tianling's eyes showed a little smile, and he stepped forward and stroked Ansel's head with his big hand.

"Daddy, what's wrong with me?" Ansel asked as soon as she saw him.

Jiang Yufei hurriedly gave Ruan Tianling a look.

Ruan Tianling smiled: "It's just that you're not in good health, so you're sick." You didn't have any pain, you didn't feel sick, you just got a little weaker. ”

"Really?" Anson frowned slightly, "Daddy, don't hide it from me, in case I get a terminal illness, I'm going to hurry up and do what I want to do." ”

"Anson!" Jiang Yufei interrupted him helplessly, "Why do you always think about the worst, if you are terminally ill, will Daddy Mommy still laugh?"

Ansel suddenly: "Yes. Great, it looks like I don't really have to die. ”

"Stinky boy, you and I haven't died yet, and it won't be your turn to die!" Ruan Tianling glared at him, and Jiang Yufei immediately glared at Ruan Tianling.

"Shut up all the analogies you're making!"

Both father and son kept their mouths shut, not daring to make her angry.

Ansel ate and then became sleepy again.

Jiang Yufei has been frightened, afraid that he will fall asleep again.

It's not that I'm afraid he'll fall asleep, it's that he'll not wake up if he sleeps.

"Mommy, tell me a story, I don't want to sleep. Lying on the bed, Ansel said sleepily with drooping eyelids.

Where can Jiang Yufei tell stories, even if she can tell them, she can't think of them at this time.

She pulled Ruan Tianling over: "Let Daddy tell you a story, okay?"

Ansel's eyes lit up, "Will Daddy?"