Mommy is back, Daddy needs to work harder

It seems that the combination of the two is the only way to alleviate the current bad situation.

Holding the fainted Lin Yuhan back to the front, Qin Sijie saw Qin's mother's playful eyes and coughed, feeling embarrassed for the first time in so many years.

Going back to the room and gently putting her on the bed, the little woman seemed very insecure. When he turned to leave, she grabbed his hand and murmured uncomfortably: "Uncle, don't go..."

Qin Sijie had no choice but to squat down and pat her head, said something softly, then turned and went to the study.

Take out the map that Qin's mother put together and put it in front of her: "What's the matter?"

Qin's mother was stunned for a moment, thinking that Qin Sijie would never want to talk about this matter again, she was stunned for a few seconds, and then quickly regained her senses: "This...I heard someone say it."

Qin Sijie's eyes drooped slightly and he didn't interrupt.

It turned out that this map really belonged to the Qin family. It dates back many, many years ago. Their ancestors buried something somewhere, and no one knew what it was.

How many people once wanted to see it, but in the end they never returned.

So this became a death map. In order to prevent their descendants from continuing to go there and make the Qin family less and less, the ancestors divided the map into four and sold it casually.

No one knows what this incomplete thing means, and no one can decipher it now. It is a coincidence that the current Qin family has collected these books.

Or because of Qin Sijie's father...

It's just that this person is a taboo in Qin Sijie's place, so no one dares to say it.

"You can't think about going to see it. If you are curious, you should be safe."

Qin's mother was very worried, for fear that Qin Sijie would say that he was going to see what was there in the next second.

"I dont go."

Qin Sijie nodded, expressing that he was not that stupid, knowing that he would never return to that place, so there was no need for him to die.

Although Lin Yuhan was also curious, Qin Sijie knew that she still listened to him very much.

After putting away the map, Qin Sijie said good night to Qin's mother, and turned back to the bedroom.

"They've been married for so long, why hasn't Yuhan's stomach moved?"

Qin's mother was a little worried. Could it be that there is something wrong with them?

"Ma'am, don't worry, this is not a matter of a day or two, just let nature take its course."

The cook who stood aside hurriedly comforted her. She was also curious, but that was the master's business after all.

Mother Qin sighed and returned to her room.

Qin Sijie lay beside Lin Yuhan, touched her face, and couldn't help but look at her stomach.

When they did it, there was basically no way to do it, they just cleaned it up afterwards, but it stands to reason that they should have a child, but Lin Yuhan's stomach hasn't moved at all after being married for more than half a year.

The man's eyes were deep, and he decided to take her to have a look sometime.

The next day, Lin Yuhan couldn't get up because...she had a fever.

It seemed that he kicked the quilt in the middle of the night, and he had been arguing with Qin Sijie for so long before, and his body couldn't take it anymore.

And Qin Sijie took advantage of this time to take Lin Yuhan to the hospital.

"You must check it out carefully, alas, you are usually too nonsense, and you are on fire."

Qin's mother stood by the car, looking at Qin Sijie who was sitting in the back seat hugging Lin Yuhan tightly, feeling a little bit complaining.

The corner of Qin Sijie's mouth twitched: "Go in."

Zuo Mu started the car and quickly rushed to the place they reserved.

Lin Yuhan just felt a little dizzy, and thought he was dreaming, seeing the surrounding whiteness, he couldn't help but panic: "Uncle?"

"I am here."

Qin Sijie came out from behind her with an indifferent expression, hugged her in his arms, and gently rubbed her hair twice: "What's wrong?"

"I thought you didn't want me anymore."

Lin Yuhan breathed a sigh of relief, and looked around, only to realize that they were in the hospital, "Why are they in the hospital?"

"You have a fever." Qin Sijie watched the doctor come over and wanted to give Lin Yuhan an IV.

The little woman in her arms trembled as if she had been electrocuted: "Can I not get an injection?"

"No, the injection will heal quickly."

Qin Sijie also knew that she was afraid of pain, but he had no choice but to get rid of the virus as quickly as possible. An injection was the best and most direct way.

"Uncle~"

This coquettish voice was full of coquettishness, with some weakness from when he was sick, which made Qin Sijie's heart itch, but his face was still calm.

"No, hold out your hand."

"Uncle!" Lin Yuhan leaned forward and kissed his cheek suddenly, as if he became more courageous when he was sick.

Qin Sijie's eyes were deep, and he looked at her quietly for a long time, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up: "That's not okay, just stretch out your hand."

Lin Yuhan pursed her lips, and reluctantly handed out her wrist. She was not so afraid before, but now it seems that because someone pampers her, she is really acting like a baby without any scruple.

However, men are not soft-hearted in these respects.

Lin Yuhan took a deep breath, not daring to watch the scene where the needle pierced her flesh, she gritted her teeth, and waited for the doctor to finish the piercing.

"All right."

In just a few seconds, Lin Yuhan didn't even have time to clenched his teeth, but when he heard this sentence, he suddenly turned around and asked, "Okay?"

"Does it hurt?" The doctor looked at Lin Yuhan amusedly, hung up the drip bottle for her, turned around and left in a hurry.

Lin Yuhan was a little embarrassed to see Qin Sijie's expression, and after a long time, he explained in a low voice: "Actually, I'm not that afraid, but when I was a child... I was afraid of being stabbed."

Lin Yuhan was not so courageous before, but Lin Yiran was not by her side when she was a child. When she was sick or uncomfortable, Lin Qijun would not be particularly concerned. He just found a doctor to show her. .

Since then, Lin Yuhan has had an inexplicable fear of injections. If it is not because of the seriousness, she would rather choose to take medicine than to have an injection.

Qin Sijie felt distressed again, and leaned over to kiss her pale lips, "There will be me in the future."

Lin Yuhan was a little tired, just smiled, tilted his head, and fell asleep again.

Qin Sijie turned his head, looked at the doctor waiting over there, nodded slightly, and asked him to come over, "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Qin... this..."

The doctor took out the investigation results before Lin Yuhan fell into a deep sleep, with some doubts on his face, "Mr. poison."

"Chronic poison?"

Qin Sijie clenched his teeth, almost thinking that he heard it wrong, how could such a thing exist in Lin Yuhan's body?