"Mom won't leave, fate ......" He Xiyan carefully put the child on the hospital bed, sat on the edge of the bed, and kept holding the child's hot little hand.

How she wished it was herself and not her children who were sick at this point.

Yuan Yuan finally stopped crying, he looked at his mother with wide eyes, and he didn't speak, just stared blankly. Every now and then he coughs one or two times.

It wasn't until he hung two bottles of water in a row that he fell asleep again.

At this time, Wu Xiaomin packed some meals and came over, all of which were freshly fried by the chef at home, and they were also He Xiyan's favorite dishes.

"Let's eat something first, Yan Yan ......" Mo Yixuan gently put her hand on her shoulder, she had been sitting here for several hours, and she hadn't taken a sip of water.

He Xiyan turned her head to look at the hand that fell on her shoulder, she didn't hesitate to deflect her shoulder, and let that hand fall into the air.

"Eat, I'm not hungry." She said lightly, she didn't even turn her head, her eyes were always looking at the edge of the hospital bed, and from time to time she stretched out her hand to probe the child's forehead to confirm that the child had a fever, so she felt a little relieved.

Mo Yixuan put the packed meals on the table next to him, including fish fillets, sweet and sour pork ribs, stir-fried shredded potatoes, and braised shrimp in oil. They are all He Xiyan's favorite home-cooked dishes.

He helped her fill a bowl of rice and put a lot of vegetables in it.

"Let's eat first, you see you're so thin." Mo Yixuan handed the bowl of rice to her, and a touch of distress flashed in his eyes, even heartache. She was still extremely cold to herself, if it weren't for fate, he thought she might not want to see her.

He Xiyan turned around, she raised her head and glanced at the man in front of her lightly, and there was no trace of waves in her gaze. She took the bowl of rice and said thank you lightly.

However, he did not eat, but put all the food on the cupboard next to the bed.

Turning around, she held Yuanyuan's hand again, and only the sound of the child's even breathing could make her feel more at ease.

In fact, she really wanted to scold Li Qin and the nanny of the Mo family, Yuanyuan's physical fitness is not bad, how can she have pneumonia, and she has a high fever of 40 before she was sent to the hospital.

I don't know what they think of children.

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The mobile phone placed on the side rang a familiar ringtone at this time, He Xiyan glanced over and found that two words were clearly displayed on the screen: husband.

She hesitated for a moment before picking up the phone.

Soon her most familiar voice came from her phone:

"Yan Yan, when are you coming back?"

He Xiyan snorted, she stood up, her fingers suddenly clenched the mobile phone hard, a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes, but she immediately became firm again, she looked at the child on the hospital bed, paused for a while, and said: "I don't know for the time being, when Yuanyuan is cured, I will come back." ”

She said calmly, and did not say the specific time, because at this time her mind was on the child. She only hopes that Yuanyuan will get better soon, and she can't leave here at this time, because once Yuanyuan wakes up, she can't see that she will cry.

There was no sound on the other end of the phone for a long time, as if it had hung up.

He Xiyan looked at the screen and found that he was still on the phone.

"Ye Hao......" she called her husband's name, not knowing what he was thinking.