Mr. Fu also wants to be in charge today

"Boss, you're back." Seeing him, Dahei rushed up to meet him.

"What's going on?" Fu Shaochen asked in a deep voice.

Dahei didn't dare to delay, so he quickly explained the matter clearly, "Young master lost his temper, he didn't eat for a day today, and he suddenly vomited at night, and he refused to let the doctor see him."

He didn't eat all day, and all he vomited was acid water, which made people feel distressed.

Fu Shaochen walked upstairs quickly, pushed the door, but didn't open it, the housekeeper immediately handed over the spare key, he opened it and walked in.

Fu Ziji heard the movement, opened his eyes weakly, and said a few words, "Get out", the sound was like a cat meowing, without any momentum, knowing that he could not be driven away, Fu Ziji turned sideways and turned his back to him , closed his eyes and refused to look at him.

Fu Shaochen approached, the child was already pale, but now he looked more sickly.

Thinking of Yunman telling him to start from the crux, he pursed his lips and said, "I have news about your mother, do you want to know?"

Fu Ziji's eyelids moved, and he was afraid that he was lying to him, so he lay still, but his ears perked up quietly.

Seeing this, Fu Shaochen continued: "Actually, I've been looking for her all the time. I finally got some information about her two days ago, but it's just a little bit. I'm still checking. After I find out, I will bring her back , You said, if she sees you like this by then, will she be willing to stay?"

Hearing this, Fu Ziji sat up from the bed at once, glared at him fiercely with his fists clenched, and even though he was so weak that he had no strength at the moment, he still said in his current loudest voice: "Mom will definitely like me !"

"Oh, really?" Fu Shaochen glanced at him, "I don't know if I like you, but if you don't eat well, it's hard to say whether you can wait until she comes back."

"Who says I don't eat, I will."

Silly boy.

Fu Shaochen ignored him and asked someone to bring in the meal.

"Eat, you will have the strength to continue fighting with me when you are full."

He was making trouble.

Fu Ziji glared at him again, asked people to put things on his small desk, and slid out of bed to eat. He wanted to eat well, eat more, and grow up quickly. If his father couldn't find his mother, he would go there by himself. try to find.

I knew I couldn't count on him.

He was annoyed, and took the rice and stuffed it into his mouth mouthful after mouthful. Fu Shaochen frowned, "Eat slowly, be careful of choking..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly tilted his head and vomited again.

The food has just been eaten, and it hasn't been digested yet, so it doesn't smell bad.

Fu Shaochen didn't care about these things, and carried him down, "Doctor!"

Seeing this scene, Dahei hurriedly asked the doctor who was carrying the medicine box to go in quickly.

Fu Ziji's stomach was empty, and after he vomited what he had just eaten, he vomited sour water. At the end of the vomit, there was nothing to vomit, and he couldn't stand still. He leaned listlessly in Fu Shaochen's arms. .”

"Don't make trouble." Fu Shaochen asked him to rinse his mouth with water, and reprimanded: "Let the doctor show you."

"No." Fu Ziji turned his head away, his voice was soft but firm, "Don't want him."

Fu Shaochen suppressed his anger, "Then who do you want to show you?"

"Mom." Fu Ziji murmured.

"what?"

"I want to treat the doctor who treated grandpa."

He misses his mother so much.

As she spoke, tears followed, and she said one by one: "I want her to show me, I want her..."

In the end, he didn't even have the energy to speak.

Want Yunman?
Fu Shaochen looked at him, and remembered that he and Yunman's son knew each other, and they seemed to have a good relationship.

He didn't think too much about it at the moment, and said, "Then you wash your mouth first, change your clothes, and I'll take you there."

Hearing this, Fu Ziji was finally willing to cooperate, obediently drank some water, gurgled and vomited it out.

"Rinse again."

Fu Ziji did the same.

There is nothing to ask about the water, but now he has a stomach ache, and he also feels uncomfortable. After feeling that there is no taste in his mouth, he turned his head and stopped drinking.

Fu Shaochen didn't force him, took him into clean clothes and changed into him, then walked out with him in his arms.

When Dahei heard that they were going to the hospital just now, he went to prepare the car.

On the way, Fu Ziji lay listlessly in Fu Shaochen's arms. The car was very stable without any bumps. Fu Shaochen put one arm around him, and with the other he turned on his cell phone and dialed Yunman's number.

"Hello, Doctor Yun, it's me."

Hearing this, Fu Ziji forced himself to open his eyes, his lips moved slightly, mother.

There was only mouth shape, no sound, Fu Shaochen who was on the phone didn't notice.

"I'm sorry to bother Dr. Yun. It's like this. My child hasn't eaten all day. He's throwing up what he eats now. I don't know if it's convenient. Please take a look."

Yun Man had just finished his meal, and immediately stood up when he heard this, "Okay, no problem, then I'll wait for you at the hospital."

"Okay, thank you, Dr. Yun."

"polite."

Yun Jin was sitting on the sofa, didn't hear what was said there, only heard that she was leaving, and couldn't read the book in her hand, and asked, "Is mom going to the hospital?"

"Well, a kid is sick, I'll go and see, Xiaojin, you..."

Looking at his son, Yun Man hesitated. It was fine during the day. He was taken care of at school. Will he be afraid if he is alone at home now?

Seeing her thoughts, Yun Jin smiled, "Mom, go, I can do it by myself, I won't open the door to strangers, I'll wait for you to come back."

"Okay." Touched his face, "Mom will be back soon."

This is a high-end community with good public security. You need a key card to enter and exit. It is difficult for outsiders to enter, so there is no problem with security.

Yun Jin nodded, watched her go out, and sat down to continue reading.

Suddenly remembered the faint voice from the phone just now, why did it sound familiar?

At the entrance of the hospital, Fu Shaochen was holding Fu Ziji and was about to get out of the car, but Fu Ziji suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

Then, he took out a crumpled mask from his pocket and put it on his face.

"What is this for?" Fu Shaochen asked puzzled.

Fu Ziji muttered for a long time, and then spit out a word, "Ugly."

Fu Shaochen: "..."

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he frowned and said, "Doctor Yun is a Chinese medicine doctor, he pays attention to seeing, hearing, asking and asking, and I need to see you."

Fu Ziji shook his head, "I can't see it."

I recognized him when I saw it.

Unable to resist him, Fu Shaochen had no choice but to take him inside first.

Yunman was waiting for them at the registration place.

At a glance, he saw a tall man walking in with a child in his arms. The child was lying on his shoulders, his face could not be seen clearly, and his small hands were weakly wrapped around his neck, looking weak.

Sensing her gaze, Fu Ziji looked up, his eyes lit up when he saw her, and he was about to open his mouth to call her, but swallowed again.

By the way, she is not his mother.

Nor is he her child.

Fu Ziji felt sad for a moment, then lay back listlessly, his small mouth under the mask trembled a few times, and rubbed his face against Fu Shaochen's shoulder, trying not to let himself cry.

"Doctor Yun."

Fu Shaochen also saw her, walked over quickly, and nodded to her, "I'm sorry to trouble you at night."

"You're welcome, let me see the child first."

"Ah."

Yunman saw the child lying in his arms all the time, and said softly, "Little friend, let auntie see if you are okay? After watching it, the stomach pain will stop."

Fu Shaochen's brows and eyes moved slightly, her voice was extremely gentle, even the usual indifference faded from her face, now she softly coaxed the child, her whole body was dazzled with a soft halo.

I saw more of her again.

Fu Shaochen thought to himself.