Shao Mian did not let go of her, but tightly against her, rudely kiss her red lips.
After a long time,
under the dim street lights, eager for more men and women to be separated by Shao Mian's mobile phone calls.
Bo Yiyue's legs are a little soft. Shao Mian stops her soft waist and opens the phone in front of her.
"Grandma."
Grandma? Bo Yiyue is puzzled for a moment. It's about eleven o'clock now. Why hasn't Grandma had a rest.
"Xiaomian, Kangkang has a fever and has been sent to Chengyang hospital by your father. You should go there quickly." Han min's voice is very loud in the dark, and Bo Yiyue can hear it clearly.
My son has a fever? How did you suddenly have a fever?
When Shao Mian hung up the phone, "what's going on?" My son has something to do with his anger. Her eyes were full of anxiety.
He opened the door of the co pilot next to him and lifted her up. "We don't know why. We'll get there now." Fasten her seat belt and close the door.
He took the master driver and drove away.
On the way, Shao Mian made several phone calls to sichengyang, but no one answered.
Until to the entrance of Chengyang hospital, Si Chengyang just gave Shao Mian a call back.
"What's the matter?" Si Chengyang's voice was a little hoarse.
Shao Mian can't take care of his strangeness, "come to the hospital, my son has a fever."
"Well, I'll be right there." Si Chengyang picked up the coat next to him, ignored Tang Dantong, who was in a mess behind him, opened the door of the private room and went out.
Outside the door, he told the waiter in the corridor, "don't let anyone in."
The waiter nodded and stood outside the door. Si Chengyang put on his coat and went to the hospital.
More than ten minutes later, Tang Dantong walked out of the private room with his hair slightly disordered and quickly left the KTV with his head down.
In the hospital,
after finding the children's ward, Bo Yiyue looked at her son with heartache and her abnormal red face.
Cherishing his son in his arms, Shao Jiakang seemed to feel the smell of his mother and slowly opened his eyes.
After a look at Bo Yiyue, he grabs Shao Mian's thumb and closes his eyes.
The doctor on duty came in with a thermometer and handed it to Bo Yiyue, "take your child's temperature first."
Five minutes later, she had a high fever of 39 degrees, which made Bo Yiyue cry.
Looking at his son's red face, his heart is filled with a strong sense of guilt.
Si Chengyang to the hospital, directly to the ward, listen to the doctor on duty said the fever to 39 degrees.
Shao Jiakang prescribed a box of antipyretic drugs, and then asked the nurse to take his stethoscope and check other aspects of the child.
"The preliminary judgment is ordinary high fever, paste fever abatement paste for children, drink some antipyretic medicine, and wipe the body with warm water." When sichengyang removed the stethoscope, the nurse ran to get the medicine.
"Why a fever?" Bo Yiyue asked urgently.
"There are many reasons for this, cold, bacterial infection and so on. Don't worry. It's nothing serious." Si Chengyang's words let several adults relax.
Si Chengyang pasted a fever abatement sticker on the child and asked Bo Yiyue to give him some medicine to reduce the fever and then left.
Shao Jiakang didn't cry or make noise. He was sleeping all the time.
Dad, we have two of you Shao Mian looked at the time. It was more than 12 o'clock.
Shao Wenchuan nodded, "I'll come back tomorrow morning."
Shao Mian to send Shao Wenchuan, the ward, only Bo Yiyue and children.
Bo Yiyue lies next to her son, looks at his small face and hugs him tightly in her arms.
Her mother is really incompetent. She was angry with Shao Mian just now and said that she would give up her health.
How could she give up such a lovely and clever son?
The door of the ward was opened and Shao Mian came in from the outside.
Standing in situ looking at the mother and son on the hospital bed, Bo Yiyue's distressed appearance reminds him of the bruise on his son's ass that day.
It was concluded that Bo Yiyue was stimulated at that time and did that kind of stupid thing.
Every time Shao Jiakang sleeps for a while, he turns over his body uncomfortably.
Bo Yiyue finally simply holds her son in her arms. A little more, Shao Mian takes over the son in her arms.
"Take a nap." He sat down on the other side of the bed. Shao Jiakang felt a sense of security and did not move any more.
The bed in the ward was large enough for the family of three to lie down.
Bo Yiyue is lying in bed because she is worried about her son, so she can't sleep.
His eyes have been on Shao Mian's son in his arms. Shao Mian sees her with her eyes open and places his son in the middle of the big bed.
He also lay up, the child at his side, Bo Yiyue put a hand on his son's calf, just fell asleep at ease.
Shao Mian didn't sleep. He kept staring at Bo Yiyue, who was asleep.
I don't know why, even though he knows that she has done a lot of wrong things, he still wants to hold her in his arms and love her with pain.When he was with Gu Yu before, maybe Gu Yu was too strong. In Bo Yiyue, he could feel many feelings that he could not feel in Gu Yu.
The big palm is put on her forehead, give her gently lift the bangs.
"Brother Shao Mian..." Bo Yiyue murmured, put her hand on her son's arm and went to sleep again.
Shao Mian mouth slightly Yang, looking at her eyes gentle many.
Bo Yiyue loves him, and he always knows that, which makes him very proud.
What she did to Gu Yu may be because she loved him too much and used the wrong way.
So, he should tell her what to do and what not to do
In the early morning of the next day, Han min asked Shao Wenchuan to send her to the hospital. She didn't sleep well all night, worrying about her great grandson's health.
Gently open the door of the ward, a family of three is still sleeping in bed. The heads of the two adults were against each other, and the son was lying obliquely between them.
Han min was not in a hurry to wake them up. He took Shao Wenchuan's hand and whispered, "take out your mobile phone and take a picture for them." It's a pity to miss such a warm scene.
Take a picture and then look at it. It's all good memories.
Shao Wenchuan understood that he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, turned on the camera and pressed the shooting button.
"Click." Shao Wenchuan's mobile phone, forgot to adjust the voice, took a picture, Shao Mian opened his eyes.
Next to the little woman pillow arm, sleeping soundly. So was the son, and his face was not red.
He gently sat up from the bed, "grandma, Dad."
"Well, how is the child?" Han min approached Shao Jiakang and asked in a low voice.
Shao Jiakang's face has returned to its normal color. When Shao Mian touches his forehead, Shao Jiakang opens his eyes.
"Wow All of a sudden, he burst into tears, which scared several people.
Bo Yiyue, who was sleeping, was also awakened.
He sat up vaguely from the bed and went to hold his son.
"Little darling, don't cry, don't cry." Her eyes are still trying to coax her son. She looks so funny.
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