Wen Ruyi looked at her anxious appearance, and she couldn't say anything, so she could only stand quietly behind her.

When she arrived at the entrance of the hospital, she stood on the side of the road to stop the car, holding the child in her arms with one hand, and even though there were beads of sweat oozing from her forehead, she still did not feel strained.

At this time, the child in her arms moved and gently called her "Auntie".

She hurriedly lowered her head and used her lips to probe the temperature of the child's forehead, "What's wrong Xiaojing, what's uncomfortable?" ”

The child shook his head gently, "I'm growing up, my aunt can't hold it, Xiaojing can get down and walk by herself." ”

As she spoke, she raised her hand tremblingly and wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead.

At that moment, the softest part of her body fell all at once, such a cute and sensible child, how could she bear to give up?

"Xiao Jing is good, my aunt can hold it, we will go to the hospital soon, you must not sleep, you know?"

She comforted the child in her arms softly, her eyes full of tenderness.

"At this time, how dare you still wander the streets?" Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind him.

Su Qianxi turned his head, and sure enough, he saw An Yichen, he changed into a serious suit, and his appearance in a white coat was indeed pleasing to the eye.

He stepped forward and saw the child in Su Qianxi's arms at a glance, and his intuition had clearly guessed in his heart.

Raising his head again to look at Su Qianxi, looking at the anxiety and helplessness on his face, he was even more sure that this was her child.

"Where are you going?" He asked, looking at the child in his arms.

"Children's Hospital." The mouth that trembled slightly because of nervousness was glowing with white light, and he was entangled in his heart.

"I'll send you." As he spoke, he ran to the carport not far away, Su Qianxi breathed a sigh of relief gratefully, and stood in place and waited.

At this time, Mu Yunsen, who was driving to visit Mu Jinhan not far away, happened to meet the person standing at the door, and the car was driving very slowly because he had drunk.

Seeing that she was holding the child in her arms, Wen Ruyi was standing next to her, at best she was just a nephew, why did it seem that she cared more about the child than the child's mother?

He was about to push open the door and get out of the car, when he saw a white sports car parked next to Su Qianxi.

The familiar license plate made him recognize the owner of the car, and watched her sit on it without any resistance, and his brows furrowed slightly.

The white sports car quickly disappeared in his eyes, and out of nowhere, he actually followed the ghostly messenger.

He propped his hands on the steering wheel, his face was gloomy as if day and night were coming, and he drove the car higher and higher several times, until he saw the familiar car in front of him, and then slowed down and followed.

Su Qianxi, why do you seem to be very gentle with everyone, but when you face me, you have to erect a layer of protective thorns?

How much he wanted to tell her that what he wanted to give her was incomparable to anyone, but when the words came to his lips, they turned into force.

How he wanted to tell her that he didn't want to see her smile at anyone other than him, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he became a threat.

What the hell is there to do to make her less resistant?

……

In the hospital, because of An Yichen's relationship, the doctor quickly arranged a bed for Xiaojing, and the high fever gradually subsided, with Su Qianxi and Wen Ruyi staying by the side.