"I didn't say I was homeless." He let out a leisurely laugh, regardless of whether Ye Sang could hear him or not, he said, "You are the one who keeps saying that you will lie down in the street."

"I didn't say that."

"..." The little girl managed to stop talking.

She huddled under the blanket, closed her eyes and hid her head inside, breathing shallowly, peacefully when she fell asleep, very obedient.

Fu Han finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He poured himself a glass of water and pressed his temples. He never wanted to experience the feeling of raising a baby in his life.

However, it wasn't long before he breathed a sigh of relief before he realized something was wrong.

When the man's fingertips touched the warm temperature of the water cup, he suddenly remembered the hot touch when he accidentally touched her face just now.

What does it mean for a normal person to have such a high temperature?

Fu Han really didn't know.

He was born without illness, and he didn't know what it was, but it didn't mean that Fu Han didn't know what it was.

The man hurriedly walked into the bedroom. The air conditioner was still on, and the temperature in the room was warm. He pulled the quilt, and the little girl's head was exposed.

The other party's small head was facing him, and he was sound asleep.

Seeing this scene, Fu Han was angry and laughed at the same time.

He put his hand against Ye Sang's forehead to test the temperature.

——The temperature is abnormally high.

After the man came to a conclusion, he frowned slightly, as if he couldn't figure it out.

Fu Han could not fail to understand that Ye Sang's symptoms were different from those of ordinary people.

only.

It is precisely because he understands that he feels strange.

"Ye Sang." The man stretched out his hand and gently pushed her. The little guy was so hot that he curled up into a ball, hugging him like a small fireball. Fu Han's fingertips were cold, and Ye Sang whimpered. , subconsciously wanted to rub his palm.

"Papa..."

"Woo..."

The sad ones started calling Dad.

Ye Sang was sick like this more than once when she was a child. She met her once when she was filming a variety show a long time ago. At that time, her father hugged her like this.

But this time it was even worse than the last time.

The distressed Ye Sang wanted to cry but couldn't, and the little Naiyin hummed, making outsiders feel a little distressed.

Fu Han had never coaxed a child before, so he patted her on the back lightly, his voice softened a lot, "Good boy."

Ye Sang seemed to be glued to him, her small body wrapped around him like an octopus, her little head was burning dizzily, not only uncomfortable, but also very painful.

She whimpered, and the small crying made the corners of Fu Han's lips twitch tightly, and he couldn't lift his hand when he wanted to push her away.

Ye Sang was so sad and uncomfortable that she was going to die. She moaned and wanted to bite her finger, but the sharp little tiger teeth broke.

But this did not ease the situation in the slightest.

Fu Han's heart twitched slightly when he saw it, he subconsciously opened Ye Sang's sharp teeth, and slightly pressed his fingers against her to prevent her from biting him.

Ye Sang burst into tears, she sobbed and refused to bite him, and kept her little head rolling in pain.

She had already bit Gu Sheng's father once when she was in a daze last time.

This time, she refused to bite Fu Han no matter what.

Seeing Ye Sang crying and curling up into a ball with his head turned away, the man was very upset at this moment.

He can help her, but it all depends on Fu Han's own wishes.

Honestly.

In the past, he might have watched with cold eyes, or even turned and left indifferently.

But now, ask yourself, can you still stand on the sidelines?

Fu Han was not clear, and it was precisely because of this that his thoughts were more chaotic than ever.

The arc of the man's jaw was tense, and his drooping fist couldn't help but tighten a little bit, as if he was trying to convince himself something, then he stood up indifferently, turned around and walked out of the room door, and called Ye Si.

He is very curious.

What's going on with Ye Sang.

As for whether the reason can be found, it all depends on Ye Si.

The person on the other side answered the phone in seconds, as if knowing that he would call, Ye Si came in with a slightly nervous voice, "What's wrong?"

Fu Han'an stood quietly for a while, and then said half aloud, "Ye Sang..."

He thought for a while, and said with some doubts in his tone, "She seems to be suffering."

The man's calm tone completely panicked the woman on the other end of the phone.

Knowing that he hated his own daughter, Ye Si raised her voice slightly:

"Don't touch her."

The woman's voice was unreasonable. She stood up excitedly, as if she had bumped into something and made a violent noise.

However, Ye Si had no time to care about other things at this time.

"..." Fu Han didn't make a sound.

He seemed to enjoy watching her flustered.

At least not the usual hostility and indifference.

although.

The opponent's hostility seemed a little inexplicable to Fu Han.

In fact, Ye Si's hostility towards Fu Han all came from her daughter.

Does she care about her children?

No doubt, care.

The reason why she gets together less and leaves more is because she cares too much. In five years, she never dared to spend more time with her daughter, for fear that Fu Han would realize that something was wrong.

But now, the man's silence broke her mind for a while, fearing that he would really leave the child alone, the woman clenched her hands tightly, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Fu Han..."

"You save her, I know you have a way."

The daughter was never from this world, and even said blood was different from normal children.

What is a child of man and God like?

Ye Si didn't know.

But after all, it is not tolerated by the way of heaven.

Ye Sang's symptoms were something Ye Si had never seen before.

If it wasn't for the fact that the little girl lived with those high-ranking people and had a grandfather with top medical skills, Ye Si even doubted whether her daughter would grow up safely.

However, as she grew up, Ye Sang's symptoms became more and more obvious. A large part of the reason why Ye Si was so eager to take her away was this.

Only those old men can do it.

But now that those old men are not here, the only thing Ye Si can ask for is Fu Han.

After Ye Si's begging words were finished, the man's fingertips clenched slightly. He looked at the small figure in the bedroom dully, and he swallowed the word "good" that was about to blurt out.

Fu Han stood quietly for a while, looked not far away for a while, and smiled softly, very low, with a lot of leisure, "Why?"

No relatives and no reason.

Why would you expect him to come to your rescue?

Fu Han is indifferent by nature.

At this time, if she doesn't give a satisfactory answer, the other party probably won't make a move.

It was precisely because Ye Si knew this that she panicked.

Her throat tightened slightly, she was at a loss for a moment, she didn't know what to think of, her fingertips tightened a little bit, the woman closed her eyes, and said: "Can you save her?"

"Fu Han."

Ye Si's voice trembled slightly, and she paused every word: "As a father, save her, okay?"

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