After the injection, Pei Zhiyuan cried for a long time, and when Song Anyang put the little guy to sleep, it was almost early in the morning.

As soon as Song Anyang put down the child in his hand, he immediately felt the soreness spread to his limbs; Before, she was tense and couldn't feel the soreness of her body, but after the whole person relaxed, she gasped in pain.

Tired, he sat directly on the edge of the hospital bed, exhaling the breath in his mouth.

"You go back and rest first, I'll be here."

As soon as Song Anyang sat down, Pei Yue opened her mouth and called her to go back to rest, coaxing for nearly two hours, and she must be tired.

Hearing this, Song Anyang was stunned, raised his eyes to look at the man standing not far away, shook his head and replied, "I can't sleep now, you go back and rest first." ”

Pei Yue is no better than her, and she has to take care of the company's affairs.

was called back to rest by the woman, the man's eyes sank, he sat down next to the woman, patted her shoulder, and replied: "Don't be too nervous, it'll be fine." ”

The child burned badly, and he couldn't sleep all night; However, at this time, Pei Yue still calmly comforted Song Anyang.

Song Anyang heard Pei Yue say that it was okay, but he just felt tired, and his eyes suddenly filled with upper mist.

The child is still so young and so fragile, in case there are three long and two short......

She didn't dare to imagine what kind of impact it would have on her.

Song Anyang's eyes were first filled with mist, and then he turned into uncontrollable tears, reaching out to hold the child's pink little fist, afraid and frightened to the extreme.

Although the little bastard is a bastard, although she always cries and makes trouble, she can't lose the little bastard.

Song Anyang began to shed tears, Pei Yue raised his hand to wipe the woman's tears, pursed his lips tightly, looked at the woman's haggard and pale face, and still calmly told her: "It's just a child with a high fever and a little illness and disaster, and it will be smooth sailing in the future." ”

A low-alcohol voice, full of confidence of affirmation and authority.

As if telling Song Anyang that he promised that nothing would happen.

Song Anyang heard Pei Yue's words, collected the tears in his eyes, gently raised his eyes to look at the man, looked at him and moved his lips, and wanted to ask, but suddenly retracted, and lowered his head to look at Pei Zhiyuan.

She was very worried, very scared, and hoped that Zhiyuan would get better soon.

Song Anyang and Pei Yue couldn't sleep all night, so they guarded the child, hoping that the high fever would go down as soon as possible.

……

At two o'clock in the morning, Mrs. Pei and Aunt Huang came once.

Regarding Song Anyang's change of children, Pei Laofu and Aunt Huang didn't mention much, just to let Aunt Huang see the child's situation.

Aunt Huang didn't put forward any special opinions, and after seeing the child, she said that it was no big deal, and she wanted to leave directly.

Old Madam Pei suddenly stopped, looked at Song Anyang, and said with relief: "The child is fine, you should also pay attention to your own body." ”

It's been a long, long time, and Old Madam Pei hasn't cared about Song Anyang.

Even after she had a caesarean section, Pei Zhiyuan was full moon, and Mrs. Pei was alienated and disgusted with her because of Susan's matter.

At this time, Mrs. Pei's concern failed to make Song Anyang happy, but she felt more and more uneasy.

After Mrs. Pei left, Song Anyang and Pei Yue still stayed by the child's side.

The man stretched out his hand and took Song Anyang into his arms, and said in a low voice: "You rest first, I'll watch, um." ”

Song Anyang is usually weak, so he can't sleep all night, and his body can't bear it after all.

Hearing this, Song Anyang raised her eyes and looked at Pei Yue, and after retracting her gaze, she closed her eyes gently, she also wanted to sleep, but the little bastard's high fever had not subsided, how could she sleep.

This night.

Song Anyang didn't know how to spend it.

Early the next morning, Song Anyang heard the child's cry in a daze, and was so startled that he immediately stood up and looked at the sick child who had woken up.

Compared with yesterday's heart-rending crying, today's crying is obviously much clearer.

The little bastard seemed to be starting to have a fever, Song Anyang's hanging heart was half of it, and he hurriedly reached out to pick up the child, reached out and touched the child's head, feeling that there should be no more high fever, so he pressed the call button at the head of the hospital bed and asked the doctor to come over to confirm the situation.

Pei Yue saw that the child seemed to be fine, and slowly stood up, although he was very determined from beginning to end, but his mood was also like Song Anyang, up and down anxious.

Pei Zhiyuan did begin to reduce the fever, and after the doctor saw the child, he prescribed several doses of baby oral liquid, saying that it should be taken on time, but not overdosed.

After prescribing the liquid, the doctor also prescribed a few patches of external medicine, saying that it would help reduce fever and fever.

And repeatedly told children to eat problems, especially adults who need to breastfeed, not to eat hot, toxic food.

Adults may be able to resist the toxicity of ordinary foods, but children's immunity is not as good as that of adults.

Song Anyang kept nodding in response, not daring to miss a word.

After the doctor finished talking about the questions, he wanted to leave directly, but he suddenly stopped, turned around and reached out to shake the hand of the child in Song Anyang's arms, and said with a smile: "It's called Pei Zhiyuan, right?" ”

The little master of the Pei family, who can not remember.

"Hmm."

Song Anyang responded.

"What a happy child."

After Song Anyang answered, the doctor smiled and praised, not to mention the Pei family, even if it is a child of an ordinary family, when he is sick, many people's fathers will not accompany him because they are busy with work.

Let the child's mother, or grandparents take care of it.

In fact, many fathers don't have time, but they just don't want to squeeze it.

Suddenly hearing that the doctor praised the child's happiness, Song Anyang's face was stunned, and following the doctor's gaze, he saw the person who had guarded their mother and son from beginning to end, and suddenly a sour warm current flowed through his heart.

She has been speculating whether Pei Yue doesn't like Zhiyuan, but the facts tell her that he loves Zhiyuan no less than her.

Suddenly, Song Anyang's eyes became moist, he collected the tears in his eyes, and replied with a smile: "Thank you." ”

When the doctor heard Mrs. Pei's words, he also laughed, and before turning around to leave, he still mentioned again: "Don't give the child any more food, if the adult really can't quit, give the child milk powder." ”

This is a piece of advice, if adults can't quit, they can only let children quit.

Pick some good milk powder, it will not be much worse than breast milk.

After all, this little guy has been eating breast milk for more than a month, and it is not impossible to drink milk powder.

The doctor reminded him repeatedly, and Song Anyang nodded again and again, saying that he knew and thanked him.

Compared with Mr. Pei, this Mrs. Pei is much more gentle and polite, and the doctor is willing to share what he knows to tell Mrs. Pei.

After being discharged from the hospital with medicine, Song Anyang was reluctant to let go of the little bastard and got in the car to return to the suburbs of Beijing.

Song Anyang looked down at the baby in his arms, and saw that he was eating his own hands, so he gently pulled the child's hands away, touched the child's face, and said to the child: "The baby can't eat his hands, be obedient, okay." ”

The child didn't understand, but looked at his mother and said to him, showing a pure smile.