Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Chapter 660 Relief

Ji Mujue had no choice but to stay silent for a while, and then said softly: "The living room is too noisy, I'll take the child back to the room. After you leave, I will have a maid to clean the room on time, so you can live in it directly."

Shang Zhuyi blinked his eyes, his nose was slightly acidic, and he lowered his head abruptly, not wanting Ji Mujue to notice her emotional changes, but the muffled voice still betrayed her mood: "Okay."

Ji Mujue didn't try to expose her, he just bent down and picked up the child, motioned for Shang Zhuyi to follow, and then went upstairs first.

Shang Zhuyi hesitated for a moment, still worried about the child, so he followed slowly.

As soon as he entered the nursery, Shang Zhuyi realized that what Ji Mujue said was true, the nursery was cleaned up spotlessly, although there was no sign of people living in it, but the furnishings were exactly the same as when they were there before.

It was impossible for Shang Zhuyi's heart to remain untouched, she quickly blinked her sour eyes, took a deep breath, tried her best to adjust her emotions, and walked slowly to the child's bedside.

Ji Mujue was a little jerky and raised his hand to tuck the corner of the quilt for the child, then raised his hand to test the temperature of the child's forehead, smiled and turned to Shang Zhuyi and said: "It's not as hot as before, don't worry."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi nodded with a smile on his face, then stood and looked at the child for a while, then said softly to Ji Mujue: "Let him sleep, let's go first."

Ji Mujue nodded in agreement, then walked out the door with Shang Zhuyi lightly.

It is impossible for Shang Zhuyi to leave the child here alone, so she probably will spend the night here tonight, so after standing still in the corridor, she coughed unnaturally, and then said: " That... I want to stay tonight to take care of the children, can you spare a room for me and let me stay for one night first?"

Hearing this, Ji Mujue's eyes quickly flashed a look of joy, and then he nodded hurriedly: "Of course, the room you lived in before has been cleaned by the maid every day, so you can live directly."

Shang Zhuyi still lowered his head: "Then...thanks."

Hearing her thank you, the joy in Ji Mujue's eyes was extinguished in an instant, and he said hurtfully, "Is there any need to talk about this between us?"

Shang Zhuyi also felt that he was a little too distant when he said this, so he quickly raised his head apologetically: "I didn't mean that... I just..."

Ji Mujue interrupted her explanation by raising his hand: "It's okay, I understand that a rift has already arisen, and it cannot be completely filled with just a few words. I am patient and can take my time."

Hearing what he said, Shang Zhuyi felt even more uncomfortable: "Mu Jue..."

Ji Mujue smiled reassuringly: "Okay, let's not talk about this."

Therefore, Shang Zhuyi had no choice but to purse the corners of his mouth, temporarily letting go of his messy mood.

The two were looking at each other in silence, when Ji Mujue's cell phone rang suddenly, he glanced at the caller ID, and answered with a heavy expression: "Hello?"

The person on the other end of the phone didn't know what he said, causing Ji Mujue's expression to change drastically, and he said sharply, "Okay, I'll rush over right away!"

After finishing speaking, he quickly hung up the phone, and hurriedly said to Shang Zhuyi: "It's really raining all night, the hospital called and said, Mom, she suddenly developed shock symptoms, I have to go there as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi was also shocked, nodded quickly and said: "Go quickly, I am here with the child."

Therefore, Ji Mujue didn't delay any longer, turned around and ran out the door.

When he arrived at the hospital, the rescue was over, and the doctor came out with sweat on his forehead, and before he could speak, he gave Ji Mujue a consoling smile; "He is out of danger, it should be due to postoperative weakness , coupled with the patient's depression, caused by various factors, fortunately, the nurses found out in time and rescued them, but the family members will need to enlighten them in the future."

Hearing this, Ji Mujue's heart that had been hanging all the way finally relaxed a little: "I will."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked to Yanrong's hospital bed which was pushed out of the emergency room, looked worriedly at her comatose face, sighed softly, and then followed the nurse silently. Together, they sent Yan Rong back to the ward.

With Yan Rong's current situation, he couldn't live without people around him, so even though Ji Mujue was concerned about his sick son, he had to choose to stay and take care of Yan Rong, who was in a worse condition.

After washing up in a hurry, Shang Zhuyi pulled his son's small push bed from the nursery to his bedroom, intending to take care of his son at any time.

But she was also tired all day long, and she was a little out of spirits, so she unknowingly stayed by the child's bed and fell asleep.

She didn't know how long she had been asleep, but her son's whimpering and crying suddenly rang in her ears.

Shang Zhuyi was shocked immediately, and sat up quickly, ignoring the chills coming from the bottom of her heart, she quickly reached out and hugged her son: "Oh, what's the matter? Is there any discomfort?"

The child was injected with antipyretic injections, and the symptoms have been relieved a lot. Now he is making a fuss, but it is just hysterical in a half-dream and half-awake. After a while, he fell asleep again.

Seeing that the child had calmed down, Shang Zhuyi felt relieved, but the feeling of chills in her body became more and more obvious, and then her nose began to itch. In order not to wake the child, she hurriedly covered her mouth and nose and rushed out the door. The moment the door was closed, there was an earth-shattering sneeze.

It was only then that Shang Zhuyi realized that she had fallen asleep with nothing on, and she might have caught a cold, so she hurriedly supported her dizzy head, and prepared to go downstairs to find some hot water to warm her body .

But after she drank two large cups of hot water, her body was still slightly chilly, which made her feel bad, so she found two more vitamins and swallowed them, and then staggered back to the bedroom, ready to wrap her body Sleeping warmly under the quilt, I hope that the symptoms will be relieved after waking up tomorrow. After all, it is the time when she is needed by both her work and her children, and she can't catch a cold at this time.

Shang Zhuyi lay back on the bed dizzy, tucked the quilt tightly, and fell asleep.

She felt that she had just closed her eyes when the alarm on her mobile phone rang. She sat up forcefully and stretched out her hand to touch her son's forehead to make sure that his fever had completely subsided before letting go of her heart.

Although the child's fever has subsided, but the illness is gone, she is worried about leaving the child alone at home like this, so she can only grit her teeth and dial Li Yao's phone number.

Ever since she rejected Sun Shiyue's matter yesterday, Li Yao has been slightly dissatisfied with her, and when he answered her phone, his tone was a bit stiff; "What's the matter?"

Shang Zhuyi said apologetically, "Mr. Li, my son is sick. I would like to take a leave today and stay at home to take care of him. Is that okay?"

Li Yao was silent for a while, and then said in a cold tone; "You took a day off yesterday and asked for leave today. Did you take work to heart? If you want to take care of your child so much, why don't you just quit your job and go back to take care of the child!"

Shang Zhuyi was reprimanded by him so much that he couldn't hold his head up even through the electromagnetic waves; "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...but the child really needs me..."

After Li Yao finished speaking, he actually realized that what he said was a bit serious, even if he didn't give Shang Zhuyi face, he still had to take Ji Mujue into consideration, so he took a deep breath and tried to slow down his tone, but it was still a bit blunt : "Okay, I know, let's not make an example."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi knew that he agreed, so he quickly nodded gratefully; "Think of Mr. Li!"

After speaking, she slowly hung up the phone.

He stood up and prepared to follow the doctor's advice to prepare the medicine for his son to take before breakfast.

She stood up abruptly, but her head was dizzy for a while, and she quickly supported the wall to barely stabilize her figure. She shook her head, but without taking it to heart, she turned and walked downstairs.

After the medicine was prepared, Shang Zhuyi stretched out his hand and gently shook his son's small body, and said softly, "Son, get up."

The child opened his eyes ignorantly, so Shang Zhuyi handed the milk bottle containing the medicinal juice to his mouth and coaxed, "Open your mouth and take a sip."

The child opened his mouth obediently, but as soon as he took a breath, he immediately wrinkled his face and flattened his mouth as if to cry; "Don't drink, don't drink..."

As he spoke, he stubbornly buried his little face in the soft blanket, dressed as an ostrich, as if he was determined to die.

Seeing this, Shang Zhuyi couldn't laugh or cry, put down the medicine bottle, wrapped his hands around his son's small body, ignored his crying and struggling, turned the little ostrich over, and continued to coax the little ostrich softly: "Good boy, drink up!" After taking the medicine, you won’t feel bad anymore, just take another sip.”

Yizhu still insisted on the strategy of shutting up and shaking his head, and Shang Zhuyi spent a long time trying to get the medicine bottle into his son's mouth, but remembered her and broke into a hot sweat.

"Be good, if you don't take the medicine, how can you get better sooner!" Shang Zhuyi finally got a little irritable, and his voice raised a few degrees involuntarily.

Startled by her change of attitude, the child stopped struggling immediately, and looked at Shang Zhuyi aggrievedly with the corners of his eyes blinking.

Shang Zhuyi also felt that his attitude was a little too aggressive, so he quickly lost his smile and said softly: "Mom is not mean to you, if you are obedient and drink the medicine, mother will reward you with a candy, okay?"

As she spoke, she took out a candy she had prepared from her pocket and waved it in front of her son.

Seeing the candies, Yizhu's child's heart was revealed, he looked at the colorful candy papers eagerly, swallowed his saliva, and finally succumbed to the temptation of Shang Zhuyi, no longer struggled, and closed his eyes with a face of death. eyes.

Seeing this, Shang Zhuyi suppressed a smile, picked up the medicine bottle, and fed it to the child's mouth.

Yizhu frowned, and drank the concoction bitterly, then immediately cast his fiery eyes on the candy in Shang Zhuyi's hand: "I want candy!"