Dr. Jiang's Daily Adversities

Fully satiated, the dads brought the children back to their rooms to retire for the night. On the way, Ningning started to doze off and was too weary to walk, so he grabbed on to Boyuan’s trousers, pleading, “Dad, carry me…”

“Walk on your own.”

He hadn’t even settled the score with Ningning, yet he had the nerve to ask to be carried?

Boyuan refused to budge. Sticking his hands in his pockets, his expression seemed to imply that Ningning could hang on to his trousers for all he wanted, he just wouldn’t carry him.

Seeing his dad’s reaction, Ningning attempted to climb up Boyuan’s body. But as Boyuan did not cooperate, naturally he didn’t succeed.

Ningning pursed his lips, “Dad…”

“Mo Zhining, you’re almost four years old. You’re not a child who can’t walk yet. So are you going to walk or not? If not, you can stay here, I will go back first!”

Boyuan refused purely because he did not want to spoil Ningning. At home, Ningning’s grandfather and mom spoiled him rotten. If this continued, it wouldn’t be easy to discipline him in the future.

Of course, Boyuan did not want to use the method the Mo family used to cultivate their heirs right now as Ningning was still too young. He would wait until he was older.

He had personally experienced it back then, so he was aware of how brutal the process was.

To be honest, he just couldn’t bear to see his son suffer at such a young age. Now, didn’t he just say he didn’t want to spoil his son? This was so contradictory.

When Ningning saw that Boyuan was going to leave, his hands instantly tightened, and he hugged his dad’s legs tightly, “No, dad. Please carry me, I’m so sleepy…”

Usually, Ningning was already asleep at this time, not to mention that he had an eventful day since leaving the mountain this morning. He even took a plane ride for 2.5 hours.

His eyelids were struggling to stay open as he was really sleepy.

Boyuan looked down and sighed. Then, he carried Ningning and walked to Room 5.

…

This was the first time Boyuan tended on his sleeping son. He laid Ningning on the bed. Seeing him sound asleep, Boyuan kept his movements light and slow as he removed Ningning’s shoes, socks, and coat… Then turning to look in the direction of the camera, he tossed Ningning’s coat towards it and completely covered it.

Ningning did not stir throughout. It was clear he was in deep slumber!

He quickly stripped his son completely and covered him with a blanket. Wrapping the blanket around Ningning several times, Ningning was soon snugly swaddled. This would also effectively prevent him from rolling off the bed while he was sleeping.

Boyuan stood up and picked up the new basin that the program team had prepared from the stool next to him, and went outside.

There was a tap in the corner of the courtyard. Right until now, the only fortunate thing was that this island had a water and electricity supply. They were much luckier than the other program teams that had to participate in survival games in the wilderness.

After washing up, he entered the room in his wet boxers.

After changing into clean clothes, the water in the electric kettle had also boiled.

Retrieving a slightly bigger basin from the stool, he placed it on the ground and poured the kettle of boiling water into it, then he went out to fetch some cold water and poured it in as well. After adjusting the water to his preferred temperature, the basin was almost full.

Ningning was snoring softly and blowing bubbles from his mouth occasionally.

Boyuan stood by the bed and gently nudged Ningning’s face, “Ningning, wake up.”

Ningning just smacked his lips a few times but didn’t open his eyes at all.