Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

"Shh, Dad, Mummy is asleep." Xiaobao told him in a low voice, motioning him to be gentle, he was really a little warm boy, and Luo Qiuan didn't love him for nothing.

Li Huanhuan was also very happy for Luo Qiuan. There was a man who was devoted to her and such a well-behaved and sensible son.

She got up with her daughter in her arms, knowing that it was time to leave, "Mr. Ji, then I will go first, and An An will leave it to you."

Xiaobao looked at the baby in her hand reluctantly, and said politely, "Aunt Huan, goodbye."

"Xiaobao, goodbye, what a good boy." Li Huanhuan couldn't help but sigh.

But Ji Chenhao stopped her, "Wait, I'll arrange a driver to take you off."

She was really flattered, but when she saw the driver he arranged, she felt that President Ji Da was infected by An An and became such a cock.

But Young Master Xie, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was very grateful to the friends who grew up with him in his heart.

This friend is enough buddy.

In the evening, the family of three stayed in the hotel's presidential suite.

In the middle of the night, Luo Qiu'an suddenly woke up, shaking Ji Chenhao next to him, and said that he wanted to find his son Xiaobao, almost crying.

He quickly sat up and said, "Did you have a nightmare? Xiaobao is next door. I watched him fall asleep before leaving. Don't worry, I'll take you to see him right away."

Luo Qiuan was having a nightmare, but every time she had such a dream, something would happen to Xiaobao, that's why she was so nervous and scared.

As soon as he got to the next door, a familiar moan sounded.

"Xiaobao is sick, call Ajie quickly."

She just said that, which frightened Ji Chenhao, who was always calm and calm.

Because of the pain, Xiaobao's small body kept shaking on the bed, sweating profusely.

Luo Qiu'an bent down to hug him distressedly, but Ji Chenhao stepped forward, "An'an, be obedient, don't mess with him."

Because after learning that Xiaobao suffered from this rare disease, he asked Ajie for a lot of relevant information, and also wrote down a lot of treatment methods that need to be paid attention to when the disease occurs.

At this time, tampering may increase Xiaobao's pain.

With tears in her eyes, she nodded.

At the same time, Ajie's voice came from his mobile phone, "Brother, it's so late, what's the matter?"

Luo Qiuan quickly snatched the phone, because she knew Xiaobao's condition very well, and it was not the first time she saw him get sick, so it would be more appropriate for her to say it.

After listening, Ajie said, "I'll come over with the 120 car right away, remember, you don't need to do anything now, wait until I come."

Luo Qiuan sat on the edge of the bed, as before, held Xiaobao's little hand with one hand, and whispered softly, "Xiaobao, Uncle Ajie is coming soon, you have to hold on, you said, you have to talk to Mom Mi takes care of the angel sisters together, and wants to play with them..."

Ji Chenhao stood aside, seeing her like this, felt very sad.

In those days without him, he couldn't imagine how the mother and son spent those painful days and nights.

He hugged Luo Qiuan from behind, "An'an, Xiaobao will be fine, it will be fine."

Luo Qiuan turned sideways, held his big hand with the other hand, and replied with red eyes, "Well, I know, you won't let him have trouble."

After Ajie arrived, the external examination looked the same as last time, only the symptoms of joint pain were found for the time being, and there were no other complications.

Very glad.

But it was still necessary to go to the hospital for a detailed examination of the whole body, so with the help of the medical staff, Xiaobao was carefully carried into the ambulance.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, when the test results come out, if there is nothing abnormal, just wait for the baby in your stomach to come out for a transplant operation, and Xiaobao will recover."

Luo Qiuan gratefully gave Ajie a smile that was uglier than crying.

She knew very well in her heart that every attack meant something, and the more frequent the attack, the more unfavorable it would be for Xiaobao's treatment.

Seeing Xiaobao being sent into those icy machines again, Luo Qiuan couldn't help crying loudly into Ji Chenhao's arms.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault."

Every sound of self-blame is deeply rooted in the man's heart, and it hurts deeply.

It wasn't until dawn that Luo Qiuan was coaxed to lie down on the hospital bed to rest, but she still didn't dare to let go of her hand for a moment, and she kept pinching it tightly.

After Luo Pingping spent a few days outside, he returned to Luo's house and began to pack his things.

Lin Bailian chased after her and asked anxiously, "Ping Ping, what are you doing?"

Luo Pingping deliberately kept a distance from her, and replied indifferently, "Are you really not seeing it, or are you pretending not to be?"

Pull the zipper of the suitcase, and take the carry-on bag next to it, "I'm going to move out, and I won't come here in the future."

"Why? Ping Ping, this is your house, you don't live here, where are you going?" Lin Bailian pulled her back in a panic.

Luo Pingping sneered, "Is this my house? Don't forget, this is not your house either, your house is a small building in the countryside."

Lin Bailian turned pale, not daring to look into her eyes.

It seemed that my daughter had heard everything about that night from beginning to end, and she was so ashamed that she had nothing to say.

"Why, I feel embarrassed, shameless, why did I go there so early?"

After Luo Pingping finished speaking, she took her luggage and left, no matter how much Lin Bailian tried to persuade her to stay, she couldn't keep her.

I didn't see Luo Jun's face during the whole process, thinking of how much he loved me in those years.

When she was about to leave the house, she still couldn't bear to say to Lin Bailian, "Don't attack too hard. If you take too much of that medicine, it will kill you."

After falling asleep, Luo Qiuan opened her eyes and was about to see Xiaobao. Xiaobao poked his head out from the bed next to her, "Mommy, I'm here."

She hurriedly asked, "Do you still have any pain? Tell Mommy."

Xiao Bao shook his head, looked at her swollen walnut-like eyes, and reproached himself, "Mommy, I don't hurt now, really."

When Ji Chenhao came back after going out for a while, what he saw was the scene of mother and son looking at each other pitifully.

Ajie has already told him that Xiaobao's condition has deteriorated a lot compared to expectations. It is hard to predict whether the child in Luo Qiuan's womb will be born, but he must plan for the worst in his heart.

Ji Chenhao asked Ajie to help hide Luo Qiuan first, fearing that she would be stimulated and cause greater harm to her and the child in her stomach, so Ajie agreed.

"Dad, what are you thinking?"

Sometimes, children are always more sensitive than adults.

Taking advantage of Luo Qiuan's worries, he quietly went to look for Ajie, Ji Chenhao picked up Xiaobao and asked, "Are you scared? Son."

Xiao Bao lowered his head and thought for a while, "I'm afraid."

But he quickly raised his head again, "But with you and Mommy here, I'm not too afraid."