Ma'am, give me a baby

When they arrived at the nearby medical center, Mo Ziqing asked the doctor to look at the child, and Liu Shaochen asked Le An to buy some porridge and food for the child.

"It looks like he's only two years old, and he can't even speak." The doctor withdrew his hand to feel the pulse, and said, "I haven't eaten for a long time, and I have frostbite on my body. It's not bad for such a young child to live to this day."

The child was still eating the pie, but he only ate a small piece along the way. The doctor looked at his teeth and shook his head, "The teeth are not fully grown. Who is so cruel to throw such a small child outside?" ?”

Liu Shaochen touched the child's head, his heart ached so badly.

Le An came in and brought back a food box with a cup of chicken porridge in it. Liu Shaochen took it, poured some into a bowl, and fed it to the child with a spoon.

The child stared straight at the bowl, eating the porridge anxiously.

"It's better to eat less now, or it will be bad for the stomach." The doctor wrote the prescription and instructed: "Slowly increase the amount of food, and don't eat too much at one time."

"Got it." Mo Ziqing nodded, and took the prescription to the counter to get it.

After feeding him, Liu Shaochen put down the bowl, took the wet handkerchief from Xing'er's hand, and carefully wiped the child's face.

"May I take you home?" Liu Shaochen asked softly, stroking the child's head.

The child looked at him as if he was thinking about something, then looked at the small bowl of porridge on the table after a while, and finally looked at Liu Shaochen and nodded.

Mo Ziqing took the packaged medicine and came over to wrap the cloak again for the child, "Let's go."

After thanking the doctor, Liu Shaochen followed Mo Ziqing out of the clinic.

The two of them didn't go shopping anymore, they carried the child back to the mansion first, back to the yard, Mo Ziqing went to tell Mo Li about this first, and Liu Shaochen took the child to take a bath.

Unlike the Qingyu Garden, which has a bath, there is only a bathtub that can seat two men. This wooden barrel is too big, and the child will sink if it is put in it. Liu Shaochen had to take off his clothes and sit in it too.

As soon as he entered the water, the child fluttered a little uneasy, with one hand tightly clutching Liu Shaochen's shoulder, and his big eyes were full of panic.

"Hey, it's okay." Liu Shaochen held the child's buttocks and let him lie on his shoulders. Then he took a cloth and wiped the child's small body carefully. There were small wounds on his body, but he couldn't touch it without cleaning it. medicine.

Halfway through the wash, Mo Ziqing came back. He rolled up his sleeves and took the cloth to wash the child, "Father said, let us take the child over there later."

"En." Liu Shaochen nodded, and after a while he said: "Ziqing, I want to take this child..."

"Being an adopted son?" Mo Ziqing understood without him saying, but bringing this child back could only be the result, after all, the child is only two years old.

Liu Shaochen nodded again, "However, I'm afraid that Dad won't agree..."

"Let's talk about this later." Mo Ziqing rubbed Liu Shaochen's hair, "Hurry up and wash it."

After washing, the child was given medicine again. During this period, the child did not say a word, as if he did not feel any pain.

An hour later, Liu Shaochen carried the child wrapped in a blanket and Mo Ziqing to Mo Li's Na.

Mo Li and Mo Zifeng were both there. Seeing them coming in, they all looked at the child in Liu Shaochen's arms. Mo Li stood up and walked over, "This is it?"

"Yes." Mo Ziqing nodded and replied.

The child's eyes were still open, and he looked at Mo Li anxiously, but he didn't cry, he was so good that it made people feel distressed.

Mo Li pondered for a while, then sat back on the stool, and said slowly: "What do you want to do?"

Liu Shaochen glanced at Mo Ziqing, who patted him on the back to comfort him, "The idea of ​​Shaochen and I is to let him be our adopted son."

Mo Zifeng turned his attention to Mo Li, and the three of them waited for his answer.

After a while, Mo Li looked at Liu Shaochen again, and finally nodded, "Okay, but, he cannot be included in the Mo family tree. This is the rule, understand?"

Liu Shaochen breathed a sigh of relief, "Understood, thank you dad."

"Choose a name." Mo Zifeng smiled and said to the two people standing there.

Mo Ziqing supported Liu Shaochen to sit down, and asked softly, "Can you take it?"

"Me?" Liu Shaochen was startled, "Do you want to follow the family's seniority?"

Seeing Moli nod his head, Liu Shaochen began to seriously think about the child's name, and said after a while, "Is it Qianling?"

"Good name." Mo Ziqing was the first to cheer, "Why did you choose this name?"

Liu Shaochen looked at the child in his arms and smiled: "Because it was winter that brought him back."

Back in the courtyard, the side room that Liu Shaochen ordered his servants to tidy up was healed, and it was warm inside. He put the child on the bed, stroked his little head, "Can I call you Ling'er from now on?"

The child nodded, but his eyes were still looking straight at Liu Shaochen and Mo Ziqing.

"From now on, I will be your father." Liu Shaochen pulled Mo Ziqing over, pointed at him, and said, "This is your father."

Ling'er was ignorant, and Liu Shaochen didn't force him to recognize him, so he covered him with the quilt and coaxed him softly, "Ling'er sleeps for a while, and has dinner when she wakes up, okay?"

The child huddled under the quilt, still silent, but closed his eyes obediently.

Seeing that he was asleep, Liu Shaochen and Mo Ziqing went back to their bedroom.

"A child who is only two years old doesn't know how much he has suffered before." Sitting on the couch and leaning into Mo Ziqing's arms, Liu Shaochen sighed helplessly.

Mo Ziqing caressed his long hair and said softly, "We will protect him from now on."

Nodding his head, Liu Shaochen put his hands on his abdomen and murmured, "I don't know when I will have a child."

Hearing this, Mo Ziqing raised his long eyebrows and leaned into his ear, "Isn't it easy to want a child? Just work hard for your husband..."

"What..." Liu Shaochen stood up blushing and looked at him speechless for a long time.

"Come on, let's make a baby!" Without saying a word, Mo Ziqing picked up the man and went to the inner room, completely ignoring Liu Shaochen's kicking legs.

At sunset, dinner was ready, and Liu Shaochen went to Qianling's bedroom. When he arrived, the child was still sleeping, and only opened his eyes after screaming a few times. It seemed that he was extremely sleepy.

"Ling'er, it's time to eat." Holding Qian Ling up, Xing'er handed over a wet handkerchief, and Liu Shaochen took it over to wipe Qian Ling's face, "Go to bed after eating."

Qian Ling still didn't wake up, he sat on the bed in a daze, apparently unable to remember where he was.

Liu Shaochen smiled. He was still a child after all, and reached out to take out a piece of clothing. This piece of clothing was bought directly from a tailor's shop. After all, he didn't have time to measure and make clothes, so he could only make do with a ready-made one.

Qian Ling sat blankly for a while, then gradually woke up, and Liu Shaochen put clothes on his naked body.

"The clothes are a bit loose." Liu Shaochen sighed slightly, "It's just enough to keep warm."