you bastard black belly attack

The doctors in the hospital were also having a hard time.

Qu Haochen watched Yan Xun feel more and more uncomfortable and coughed badly day by day, his heart ached like a needle prick, and the look in his eyes when he looked at the doctor seemed to tear them apart alive.

But they couldn't afford to provoke Qu Er Shao's identity, so they could only persuade him with nice words.

They can't help it, this is what a lung abscess is like, if the pus is not drained, it will only be so uncomfortable.

But the young lady doesn't like to use a knife and refuses to have an operation, so she can only wait for the abscess to burst...

It's not our fault...why do you bully us like this...

But this sentence can only be thought about, Qu Ershao is not something they can provoke, they should obediently treat the young lady...

Yan Xun was drowsy every day, and when he felt uncomfortable, he lay in Qu Haochen's arms and coughed for a while, and when he calmed down, he let Qu Haochen hug him to sleep for a while, and soon he started coughing again.

In the first few days, he was still a little energetic, and he could still lose his temper at Qu Haochen and play petty temper, but after that, he had no strength at all, his whole body was weak, and when he coughed, he could only be hugged by Qu Haochen and lie on Qu Haochen's body so as not to fall down.

The more uncomfortable Yan Xun feels, the more he sticks to Qu Haochen, and now he pesters Qu Haochen to hug him anytime and anywhere, even when he falls asleep, he must be hugged by Qu Haochen, and when he puts him back on the bed, he wakes up and cries.

Yan Xun coughed groggyly for a week.

This morning, Qu Haochen had already woken up, lying on the bed, looking at the baby lying on his body, and gently rubbing his stupid hair.

Thinking of my baby waking up coughing several times in the middle of the night last night, I couldn't bear to wake him up again, so I just patted his back gently and lay quietly on the bed with him.

Suddenly, Yan Xun moved slightly, and began to cough again.

In the beginning, it was just a soft cough, but it couldn't stop. The cough became more and more fierce. Yan Xun half-opened his eyes in discomfort, and twisted it, as if he felt uncomfortable coughing with his head tilted. He turned his head back and buried it in Qu Haochen's mouth. In his chest, he coughed violently.

Qu Haochen saw that Yan Xun's cough was worse than the previous few days, and he felt distressed when he heard the muffled cough coming from his chest, but he could only pat him on the back.

Yan Xun coughed for a while, gave a soft "um", raised his head and looked at Qu Haochen.

Qu Haochen quickly touched the sputum cup from the bedside cabinet, and brought it to Yan Xun's mouth to drink.

Yan Xun spat out a mouthful of pus and phlegm, and the stench came to his nostrils.

Qu Haochen was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, quickly removed the sputum cup, put the lid on it and put it back on the cabinet, seeing that his baby was still there blankly.

Yan Xun didn't come back to his senses, how could he cough up such an unpleasant smell...

Yan Xun looked up at Qu Haochen, his eyes were red.

Qu Haochen rubbed Yan Xun's head, and gently kissed the corner of his mouth: "My dear, don't be sad, okay? This is sick, it doesn't matter, I will take care of my baby."

Yan Xun wrapped his arms around Qu Haochen's neck, and buried his head in Qu Haochen's neck: "Ah Chen... am I dirty..."

Qu Haochen patted Yan Xun's back lightly: "Good baby, it's not dirty, it's just sick, baby is clean, isn't it?"

"Ah Chen...what about your cleanliness...don't you think I'm dirty..."

"Baby is not dirty, baby, where did I have any cleanliness in front of you? Don't worry, okay? Be good, baby, it's just sick, and it won't be like this when the disease is cured, good."

"Can···"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Xun began to cough violently again.

Qu Haochen patted Yan Xun's back, waited for Yan Xun's cough to stop, just about to take the sputum cup to continue, when he heard the sound of swallowing in his ear.

"Honey, did you swallow it?"

Yan Xun didn't speak, but buried his head in Qu Haochen's neck.

"Baby, can you be obedient? What you coughed up is pus. You must drain the pus to get better."

"..."

"Baby, you can't do this again next time, you know?"

"..."

Yan Xun refused to speak, but Qu Haochen had no choice but to get up and help Yan Xun to sit on the head of the bed, and went to serve Yan Xun the boiled fish soup by himself.

Before he had walked a few steps, he heard Yan Xun coughing again behind him, and hurried back to Yan Xun's side.

Yan Xun coughed and felt exhausted, so he fell forward, and was picked up by Qu Haochen and carried into his arms.

Yan Xun wrapped his hands around Qu Haochen's neck, buried his head in Qu Haochen's arms, and coughed violently.

Qu Haochen heard a "click" coming from Yan Xun's throat, and hurriedly brought over the sputum cup.

But Yan Xun buried his head in Qu Haochen's arms, refusing to move.

"Baby, spit out the phlegm! Be good!"

But Yan Xun still didn't move, Qu Haochen wanted to pull Yan Xun up, but he was afraid of hurting Yan Xun, so he didn't dare to do anything, he could only coax him softly.

"Baby, hurry up, be obedient, spit it out! Be good, be obedient, baby..."

Before he finished speaking, Qu Haochen heard Yan Xun swallowing.

Just when he was about to say a few words to Yan Xun, Yan Xun coughed more violently, and his whole body was pushing against Qu Haochen's body.

Qu Haochen hugged Yan Xun with distress, and asked Yan Xun to show his face so as not to be bored.

He heard two "clicks" in Yan Xun's throat, and seeing Yan Xun wanted to swallow again, Qu Haochen became anxious and slapped Yan Xun on the back twice.

Yan Xun was stimulated, retched, and leaned forward uncontrollably, spitting out the foul-smelling phlegm in his mouth.

Qu Haochen picked up the sputum cup with quick eyesight, closed the lid, put it aside, and hugged Yan Xun who was leaning forward again.

Yan Xun was hurt by Qu Haochen's slap just now, and he spit out pus and stinky phlegm. He was so wronged that he burst into tears with a "wow".

"Qu Haochen, you hit me! You hit me! You hit me! Wow... woooo...you hit me..."

Qu Haochen also knew that he was a little anxious just now, but now seeing his baby crying incessantly, his heart hurts like a needle prick.

"Be good, baby, I'm sorry, I was too anxious just now, I shouldn't have used such force, baby, please forgive me?"

"Wuwu...you hurt me...you hit me...uuuu...you never hit me...you keep pushing me..."

"Good baby, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I just wanted to help baby take the picture, but I was too impatient and too hard, I didn't want to hit baby, baby, don't be angry, okay?"

"Woooo...I'm so uncomfortable...you still hit me...you...cough cough...cough..."

Halfway through Yan Xun's words, he began to cough violently again.

It wasn't until there was a "click" in his throat that he stopped and looked at Qu Haochen.

Qu Haochen hugged his baby, saw him coughing hard, felt distressed, finally stopped, and saw that the baby's face was full of tears and snot, his face was flushed with fever, and his lips were discolored due to the continuous coughing. She was so dry and cracked, her eyes were still covered with mist, and she looked at herself pitifully.

"Baby, be good, let's spit out the phlegm, shall we? Think about it, my baby is always with me when I'm sick, what I haven't seen? Be good, baby, it will be more uncomfortable to swallow, right? Come on , baby spit out the phlegm, you will get better soon, okay?"

Yan Xun felt that what Qu Haochen said was reasonable, and Qu Haochen could always hug him when he was dirtier and smellier, so Qu Haochen probably wouldn't dislike him now.

Thinking about it, he looked at Qu Haochen again, hesitated for a moment, and slowly spit out the pus and smelly phlegm in his mouth into the phlegm cup that Qu Haochen held up for him.

Qu Haochen covered the sputum cup and put it aside, lowered his head and kissed Yan Xun's mouth.

"Baby, do you feel better when you spit it out? Be good, you see, I still love the baby the most. The baby is just sick and not dirty at all."

Yan Xun was coaxed a little more comfortably in his heart, he lightly rubbed his head against Qu Haochen, and tugged at the corner of Qu Haochen's clothes: "Hold~"

Qu Haochen adjusted Yan Xun's position, let him straddle his body, and wrapped him tightly with a quilt.

Just as Qu Haochen wanted to call Heizi to come in and bring the fish soup, Yan Xun stopped him.

"Ah Chen...I don't want anyone else to come in..."

"okay."

"Neither do doctors..."

"it is good."

Qu Haochen knew that Yan Xun didn't want others to see him like this, and he didn't want others to smell such a bad smell, so he followed him and did everything himself, asking Heizi Dafei to guard the door and not let others in.

Heizi Dafei who was completely reduced to a guard: "..."

Even doctors are not allowed to enter... President, are you spoiling your wife too much...

Qu Haochen hugged Yan Xun in his arms, brought a bowl of soup and fed it to Yan Xun spoon by spoon.

Yan Xun couldn't drink after a few sips, and rested his head on Qu Haochen's shoulder.

Qu Haochen put down the soup bowl, held Yan Xun in his arms and rubbed his stomach, and then heard Yan Xun softly "hmm" in his ear.

"Honey, do you have phlegm again?"

"Um···"

"My dear, let me pat your back and cough it up myself, okay?"

"Hmm...cough cough...cough cough cough..."

Yan Xun felt like he was about to cough up his lungs, and the thing was still stuck in his throat.

"Ah Chen...no way...can't cough up..."

Seeing Yan Xun like this, Qu Haochen also felt distressed, and patted Yan Xun's back a little harder: "Honey, can you try again? I'll pat harder, and you take a deep breath before coughing, okay?"

Qu Haochen put more effort into it, Yan Xun pushed on Qu Haochen, there was a "click" in his throat, Qu Haochen hurriedly handed the phlegm cup to Yan Xun's mouth, and asked Yan Xun to spit out the phlegm.

Yan Xun leaned against Qu Haochen's arms, feeling a little dizzy and groggy because of the fever.

"Ah Chen...so uncomfortable..."

"Hey baby, lean against me to sleep for a while, and tell me if you want to cough."

"Um···"

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