One Thought Addiction: Fu Shao's Heart-to-heart Doting on His Wife

Jian Changqing looked at Fu Nianchen's name on the phone, but didn't click on it.She really wanted to ask Fu Nianchen, what is she now?
He's going to get engaged to Ji Xi, so what about her?What is the existence of her and Little Pudding?
Fu Nianchen, are you too greedy?Do you want a happy family, a full moon, and a beautiful woman in your arms?

Jian Changqing wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and pressed the lock screen.The word Fu Nianchen disappeared from the phone, and on the screen was a photo of Fu Nianchen holding a small pudding.The smiles of the two appeared in front of Jian Changqing's eyes inappropriately, but it softened her heart a lot.

It should be because I am overthinking, he is Little Pudding's father.

Jian Changqing didn't know how long she had been crying, and fell asleep in a daze.When I woke up, the sky outside the window was already pitch black, and there was no sound outside the room, but a ray of light could still seep through the crack in the door.

The farce and crying seemed to have exhausted all of Jian Changqing's energy. She felt that her eyelids could not be opened, and even her body was sore as if she had been beaten.

Jian Changqing sat up and touched the mobile phone next to her. The screen showed that it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

"Miss Jane! Miss Jane!"

The butler's voice sounded outside the door, and at the same time there was a heavy knock on the door.

Jian Changqing opened the door, and the warm yellow light in the living room broke through the darkness, and entered the dark room behind her with ease.

In front of him was the familiar Mr. Butler, who was holding a little pudding in his arms. Jian Changqing hadn't gotten used to the lighting, so he couldn't see the expression on Mr. Butler's face clearly.

But Mr. Steward's voice was full of anxiety and worry, and she was suddenly a little confused.

"What's wrong?" Jian Changqing calmed down and asked.

"Miss Jane! Little Pudding has a sudden fever. I don't know what's going on, and I don't dare to use medicines indiscriminately. Miss Jian, please inform Young Master Fu quickly, and I'll take her to the hospital right now!" Run down with little pudding.

Jian Changqing came back to his senses, the housekeeper in front of him had almost reached the first floor.

"Wait! I'll go with you!" After Jian Changqing finished speaking, she grabbed the mobile phone on the bed and followed the butler out of the house in a hurry.

The driver started the car and was already waiting outside the door.Mr. Butler was sitting in the back row with Pudding in his arms.Jian Changqing sat in the front row and kept turning her head to look at the blushing little pudding.

Jian Changqing probed Little Pudding's forehead, and found that her fever was much higher than she had imagined.Little Pudding looked like she was in a coma. Her face was sweating continuously, she was still muttering, her brows were tightly frowned, and she looked very hard.

Seeing Little Pudding like this, Jian Changqing felt very distressed.Now that she couldn't care about Fu Rui's affairs today, she hurriedly called Fu Nianchen.At this moment, all she could think of was Fu Nianchen.

Little Pudding is still a three-year-old child, and his fever can vary.Her temperature is already abnormally high now, and Jian Changqing's heart is really out of control.She was very scared, little pudding will be all right, definitely not.

There were tears in Jian Changqing's eyes, but the phone in his ear was still not connected, and the slow "beeps" made Jian Changqing even more anxious.

"Fu Nianchen, answer the phone quickly... answer the phone quickly..." Jian Changqing urged in a low voice to the mechanical voice on the phone.

The phone rang for a long time, until the slow "beep" turned into a rush because it couldn't be connected.

Jian Changqing redialed twice more, but Fu Nianchen still didn't answer.Seeing that the hospital was about to arrive, Jian Changqing hurriedly dialed again, this time it didn't take long before the person on the other side finally answered the phone.

But before Jian Changqing could speak, a sweet female voice sounded.

"Changqing, Nian Chen is still busy with work. I'll tell him to call you back after he finishes his meeting, okay?" Ji Xi's voice could not be heard maliciously, but it still made Jian Changqing's heart tremble.

"You... I want Fu Nianchen to answer the phone!" Jian Changqing's heart was about to jump, where is Fu Nianchen?Where is he?Is he just accompanying Ji Xi?Did he not answer her phone just to be with Ji Xi?Let Ji Xi answer her phone now?What the hell does this mean?
The woman on the other side of the phone heard Jian Changqing's voice suddenly raised several degrees, as if frightened, she spoke hastily, even speaking at a much faster speed.

"Changqing, don't get me wrong. There is really nothing between Nian Chen and I. We just met by chance. Even if you don't believe me, you should believe him, right? Don't be angry. When he comes back, I will let him Call you back."

Jian Changqing saw the hospital getting closer and closer, and she had no time to hesitate.Ji Xi is a very scheming woman, she has already experienced it.She doesn't have time to argue with Ji Xi about this now, she just wants someone to accompany her to make her feel at ease.

Jian Changqing looked through the contacts and made another call.

On the other side, the phone was connected within a minute after it rang.

A warm and steady male voice sounded, soothing Jian Changqing's restlessness.

"Changqing? What's the matter?" After Jian Changqing returned to Fu Nianchen's house, Ning Yixiu never called Jian Changqing, and only sent her photos taken by private detectives on social software.Now that she is calling him, she must be in a hurry.

"Senior! Little Pudding has a high fever, what should I do! She is burning hot all over now, as if she is in a coma, and she can't even wake up." Jian Changqing was really anxious, with a crying tone in her voice, very flustered.

Ning Yixiu on the other side heard this, his originally relaxed tone suddenly became more serious, and there were sounds of taking keys and closing the door while speaking.

"Changqing, don't panic. Where are you now? I'll drive there right now."

"City People's Hospital. I'm coming soon, senior, can you hurry up? I really... I really... This is the first time that the little pudding has been baked like this."

"Okay, you go to the pediatrics department first and take her to the outpatient clinic. Those with a fever can be seen first, and I'll come right away." After Ning Yixiu finished speaking, he immediately hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Jian Changqing finally settled down.The driver stopped the car in front of the hospital, and Mr. Housekeeper and Jian Changqing went to the emergency department with Pudding in their arms.There were not many people in the hospital at night, so Jian Changqing quickly found the doctor. The doctor first touched Little Pudding's forehead, then put Little Pudding on the hospital bed, and gave her a full-body examination.

Ning Yixiu rushed to the hospital very quickly, Little Pudding had already been taken by the doctor for a full-body examination, Jian Changqing was sitting on a cold bench in the hospital, clutching his phone in a daze.

Panting, Ning Yixiu stood in front of Jian Changqing, and asked anxiously, "Changqing, where's Little Pudding? Are you okay?"

Jian Changqing regained consciousness, saw Ning Yixiu in front of him, the tension in her heart welled up, tears overflowed her eyes uncontrollably, "Senior...I don't know, the doctor is still checking on Little Pudding."

Jian Changqing didn't know what was wrong with her, she seemed to just want someone to face it with her.Perhaps, after returning, I am no longer used to the helpless life abroad.Looking at Ning Yixiu in front of him, Jian Changqing felt much more at ease.

But my heart is still a little empty, why isn't the person who accompanies her the one who loves her the most, Fu Nianchen?
Ning Yixiu seemed to have noticed something was missing around him. He looked around and asked, "Where's Fu Nianchen? Why isn't he here?"

"He... I don't know."

Jian Changqing never forgot, she said in front of Ning Yixiu that she believed in Fu Nianchen.But now?Do you still want to trust that man?She doesn't care, but today is about Little Pudding, he is so desperate to get to know Little Pudding again, why isn't he here now?
Jian Changqing's heart has been up and down following Little Pudding, and now that Ning Yixiu mentioned it, she realized that the person who should be here the most is Fu Nianchen.

She was a little angry.

This time, she really wanted to give up.Little Pudding was Jian Changqing's life, but at this time, he was not there, and even the phone was answered by someone else.This kind of Fu Nianchen is not her Fu Nianchen, nor is he suitable to be Little Pudding's father.

Jian Changqing's cell phone rang at this moment, and the words "Fu Nianchen" kept jumping up on the screen, as if urging Jian Changqing to answer.

Jian Changqing swiped her finger on the screen and answered the call.

"Hello? Changqing, what's the matter?"

"...I'm in the hospital. Little Pudding is sick and has a high fever." Jian Changqing doesn't want to blame him now. If there is any problem, it's better to solve it face to face.

The man on the phone stopped breathing, and then said, "I'll come here now." After finishing speaking, Fu Nianchen hung up the phone.Not long after, Fu Nianchen appeared in the hospital and walked over in a hurry.

The doctor came out of the consultation room, Jian Changqing realized and stood up.

"These seasons have changed, and the children have suffered from some wind and cold, which is why they have a fever. As parents, you should pay attention to keeping your children warm. If you have such a high fever, if you come late, your brain will burn out! Also, children I don't know what frightened her to be so frightened, you parents, don't let your child watch horror movies. It will make her psychologically burdened." The doctor finished with a serious face, and his tone still With a sense of condemnation, Jian Changqing could only nod repeatedly with an apologetic face.

"Go and pay for the medicine. The child needs to stay in the hospital for observation for a few days." After the doctor finished speaking, he left without looking back.

"Thank you, thank you doctor." Jian Changqing thanked the retreating figure, and entered the ward.

The sick blush on Little Pudding's cheeks has gradually subsided, and his breathing is not as short as before, and his little hand is dripping.

Looking at the little pudding who had stabilized, Jian Changqing finally let out a breath.It's okay, it's okay.