After I left my job, I became pregnant with my ex-boss’s child.

Warm water, towel, thin blanket.

Leng Yeting kept wrapping the towel in an ice pack and placing it on Wei Yan's forehead.

The human body temperature measured by the thermometer was as high as 39.2. This temperature frightened both father and son.

Leng Yeting just stayed by Wei Yan's sofa.

Diandian thought for a while, then ran to pour a glass of water for Leng Yeting: "Daddy, drink water!"

Leng Yeting looked sideways and reached out to take it somewhat uncomfortably: "Thank you."

Looking at his handsome profile, he suddenly curved his lips and smiled: "Daddy, I miss you so much."

This simple sentence made Leng Yeting feel as if the snowy mountain in his heart had collapsed, causing a terrible avalanche.

He looked deeply at Dian Dian, did not answer, and looked down at Wei Yan, who was still unconscious on the sofa.

Her skin color is naturally cold white, as is the case with Ji's family. Now she has a fever, with a layer of red complexion covering it, and her forehead is covered with beads of sweat.

Leng Yeting took a clean and soft tissue and wiped it for him over and over again.

Diandian was watching them from the side, then suddenly turned around and ran towards the study.

Leng Yeting didn't know what he was doing. Not long after, he heard the sound of a printer coming from the study.

Not long after, one piece of paper was printed out.

Then, Leng Yeting saw Diandian coming out holding these papers and whispered: "Dad, I found these physical cooling methods on the Internet!"

Leng Yeting took it, looked at it one by one, and said, "Okay, you're on guard."

He got up and went to the bathroom. There were two wash basins in the bathroom, with waterproof glossy film labels on them. Dot's wash basin, Dot's foot basin.

Leng Yeting took out the washbasin and looked at the surrounding furnishings.

In order to make it easier for Diandian to use her daily necessities, Wei Yan thoughtfully puts small labels on everything related to Diandian.

These small labels, like photos, flashed in Leng Yeting's memory.

His voice seemed to be remembered in a distant time and space: "Dandian's memory is very good, you don't need to be so detailed."

The woman who was posting a small label on a picture looked up at him standing at the door of the bathroom, and raised a smile: "Having a good memory and being sloppy are two different things. There is a label to remind him, so he can recover as soon as possible when he is sloppy and confused. 'reason'."

"Sloppy and confused?"

"For example, getting up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom."

He laughed at the scene, and suddenly went over to pick up her waist from behind and hug her.

Then came her tickled laughter.

Leng Yeting's brows furrowed tightly, and somewhere deep in his brain began to hurt violently again.

"Daddy, what's wrong with you?" An uneasy voice came from the door.

Leng Yeting regained some consciousness, looked towards the door and said, "I'm fine."

"That one is Mommy's towel." Dot's little finger pointed upward.

Leng Yeting went to get it: "Okay."

Diandian looked at him and bravely said: "There is also a bathroom in Mommy's bedroom. Now Mommy's towel is hung. In the past, Dad's towels were hung next to her towel."

Leng Yeting: "..."

He paused and looked sideways at the child.

Diandian's eyes flickered, and he suddenly felt sad. He looked at each other for a while, then Diandian turned around and ran away to find Wei Yan.

As soon as he turned around, Leng Yeting felt a huge heartache in his heart.

This heartache was entangled with the headache in his brain at the moment, and the violent reaction caused by it made Leng Yeting's hands suddenly rest on the sink.

There seemed to be more voices in his head, and each voice was shouting crazily, causing him to break out in a lot of cold sweat.

After a long time, the headache finally subsided. Leng Yeting raised his head with difficulty and looked at himself in the mirror. For a moment, he felt that his face had become blurry...