Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Madam has already entered the emergency room.

Cheng Zhi was still stunned by his previous sentence.

"Protect...me?" She repeated softly, with subtle lines unconsciously appearing between her brows, expressing uneasiness and worry.

Cui Yunshang looked at her quietly.

After a while, she pretended to be relaxed and smiled, "That's right, I want to protect you. It's only natural for a man to protect a woman."

It's man and woman.

Not me and you.

He still flinched, afraid that she would ask her further. After he explained his intentions, they didn't even have to be friends.

Nodding, Cheng Zhi clasped her knees with both hands, looking preoccupied.

Huo Linyuan can always make her life a mess.

……

After that day, Huo Linyuan disappeared suddenly, whether it was out of guilt or something else.

Cheng Zhi thought briefly about this, but those thoughts were quickly dispelled by Cheng Wang's illness.

It's actually just a normal fever.

It's just that Cheng Zhi has a lot of things to do recently, so he seems busy and worried.

"Mom, it hurts." Cheng Wang was tearful, lying on his side, rubbing his belly clumsily with his hands.

His fever has subsided, but he still has diarrhea.

The doctor said that the illness this time was due to a bad stomach, and that the illness came from the mouth. Cheng Zhi could only nod while holding the baby.

She couldn't be sure at once, which mouthfuls of things caused her baby to suffer.

"It will be fine in two days, baby, please bear with me, okay?"

Cheng Zhi got up from the carpet beside the bed, and pulled off the green dinosaur pajamas that the baby accidentally lifted off.

Rubbing warm palms, sitting on the edge of the bed to help him cover his stomach.

Cheng Wang felt uncomfortable all over, and when he heard that it would take two days, his expression became even more aggrieved.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

He wrinkled his face and pretended to cry, making Cheng Zhi laugh.

This was the rare time she smiled these past few days.

But soon she couldn't laugh anymore.

The printing factory made a mistake in the special paper she selected, and the sample booklet sent from the same city was far from the ideal one.

She never thought that such a low-level mistake would occur in an established factory.

However, since her printing volume is not considered a major customer, the factory personnel in charge of communicating with her had a lax attitude and persuaded her to make mistakes.

Anyway, she kept it for herself, not published it for sale.

Cheng Zhi disagreed, so she was told to wait a while, and to work on other orders first, saying that they would arrange for her as soon as possible.

The obvious evasion, but Cheng Zhi couldn't refute it. After repeatedly emphasizing the need to hurry up, he hung up the phone angrily.

"Mom, I want a yogurt." Cheng Wang's weak voice sounded, he was still hungry even though he was sick.

Cheng Zhi shook her head, "No, your stomach needs to rest."

"Don't..." Cheng Wang began to wipe away tears, his face was red, but his lips were a little pale, and he looked sick.

Cheng Zhi felt distressed, but in the end he didn't let go and pamper him.

After finally letting the clingy baby fall asleep due to illness, Cheng Zhi sat cross-legged on the ground and continued with the unfinished drawing.

But I couldn't calm down.

Before long, she couldn't find the brush she was looking for when dealing with local details.

Suddenly a burst of irritability surged up, she grabbed a handful of hair, leaned back, pressed it against the edge of the bed, and looked up at the ceiling.

Why can Huo Linyuan appear casually, and after disturbing everything, then retreat lightly?

Didn't he feel sad, sad, and weep bitterly?

It is too unfair.

Realizing what he was thinking, Cheng Zhi frowned and sat up straight.

I feel even more depressed.

At this time the phone rang.

The baby is sleeping, she adjusts the vibration, and the tiny buzzing sound is also annoying at this moment.

Reaching for the phone from the bedside table, and looking at the screen, she unconsciously let out a breath, feeling more and more depressed.