Sweet Wife, be Good!

Su Mi filled her mother with boiling water, and she was about to fall asleep in the cup beside her. When her phone turned on, she received an incoming call.

It is an unfamiliar number.

Su Mi hurriedly ran out of the room and picked it up: "Hey."

"Su Mi, you go back to the Chu Family Manor. Come to the entrance of the hospital, and the car is waiting for you." Chu Zhuohang's voice was with a commanding tone.

Thinking of the disgust in his eyes and the tone at the moment, Su Mi was also a little bit angry: "No, I have to take care of my mother, let alone have fallen asleep. Let's talk about something tomorrow."

"Su Mi! I will pick you up personally." Chu Zhuohang's voice was filled with exhaustion and helplessness.

Even so, Su Mi did not intend to obey his orders.

He has the temper of his eldest master, and she also has the little pride of herself.

Since it's annoying, she'd better stay away.

"That's it, I'll hang up first..." Su Mi was about to hang up, and from the other side of the phone, there was a faint cry, sounding pitiful and feeble.

When I heard it, it was the kind of voice that had been hoarse after crying for a long time, and it was the little milky voice that she was thinking of.

Su Mi's heart was suddenly picked up: "Master, is the young master crying?"

"The entrance of the hospital." Chu Zhuohang said concisely.

"I'm coming right away!" Su Mi didn't think much, and ran out hastily.

Chu Zhuohang couldn't help being silent, so he spent a long time talking, not as good as his son's cries?

Before he was silent for too long, Su Mi had already rushed over, opened the car door and sat up.

With the faint light, she immediately saw Xiao Chen, who was already crying feebly, Zheng Yan'er Yan'er leaning on Chu Zhuohang's body, her eyes and nose were red, and she seemed to cry hard.

"What's the matter?" Su Mi asked distressedly.

Hearing Su Mi's voice, Xiao Chen groaned and brushed the floor with his weakly opened eyes. He opened his arms and climbed directly onto Su Mi's body as if he was electrified.

Feeling the little thing leaning in a soft lump, Su Mi hurriedly hugged him, "Baby is suffering, behave, kiss, hug, tears away."

Suffered? There was a flash in Chu Zhuohang's eyes, and his son followed him, is he suffering?

"Why is the young master so hot? Is it a fever?"

"Dental period, Doctor Fang said it's normal. But it won't work if you don't take care of it.

Su Mi asked: "Have you taken the medicine?"

"Half eaten, half vomited." Chu Zhuohang had tried his best, and the other half couldn't be fed into Xiao Chen's mouth.

He glanced down at his son. This scumbag was good. He was still making a lot of noise just now. Now he is leaning on Su Mi, but he is quiet, as if he was not doing those things just now.

"The child is sick and uncomfortable, and he doesn't know how to express it completely, and some small emotions are also normal." Su Mi understood it, and patted Xiao Chen's head lightly.

Xiao Chen felt that Mi Mi was right. He was so uncomfortable, but no one knew what he wanted.

He didn't want to take bitter medicine, he just wanted to drink the fragrant milk soaked in honey.

"At night, take care of him." Chu Zhuohang said.

Realizing that his tone was full of commands, not a begging tone, he slowed down a bit, "You have any conditions, just mention it."

Su Mi immediately replied, "Of course there is!"