Love After Marriage, He Got A Free Wife

Gu Nuannuan said: "My son's thermos is filled with hot water, diapers, water cups, face towels..."

Gu Nuannuan said a lot, all related to his son. Jiang Chenyu called the servant at home. He walked over and picked up his son from his wife's arms, "I'll hold him, you can rest for a while."

"I am not tired."

The little guy is uncomfortable as long as his mother holds him, and he is most aggrieved in his mother's arms.

Gu Nuannuan had to meet his son head-to-head every few minutes to see if the fever had subsided.

The servant came over overnight, "Sir, this is what the wife ordered to bring. How is the young master?"

"It hasn't subsided yet."

The maid automatically stayed to see where he could help.

Jiang Chenyu mixed a cup of warm water for his son, and Gu Nuannuan hugged and fed the little guy.

After the ward was arranged, the servant was sent back, and the family of three went to the ward.

After tossing until three in the morning, the little guy sweated and fell asleep on the bed.

Gu Nuannuan looked at the pale little face and stroked distressedly, "I usually look at the pink and tender little meat, healthy and full of vitality. When I get sick, I look listless, even the little flesh on my body is full of energy. Weak."

Xiao Naiyin cried so much that the hearts of the couple were tugging.

Jiang Chenyu looked at the falling body temperature, "Xiao Nuan, you also lie in bed and sleep for a while, and observe for a few more hours, no problem, we will go home at dawn."

"Husband, the bed is small. If you want to sleep on the bed with your son in your arms, I'll lie down on the sofa for a while. I'm short, and I can lie down on the sofa."

As soon as Gu Nuannuan finished speaking, Jiang Chenyu said, "Why would I let you sleep on the sofa, obedient, you sleep on the bed, I'm more at ease on the sofa."

Jiang Chenyu took off his jacket directly, lay down on the sofa, and put the jacket on his body casually. He wrapped his arms around him and closed his eyes. Only then did Gu Nuannuan realize that her husband came out barefoot and wearing leather shoes.

After a while, Jiang Chenyu felt movement on his body and opened his eyes. It was his wife who took off his padded jacket and gently covered his legs, wrapping his feet, "My son and I want to cover the quilt, so we cover my son The little blanket is also covering you. Husband, don't refuse, even if you are a hard-hitting man, you are still human, and I don't want you to get sick too."

Gu Nuannuan put her son's blanket on her husband's upper body and went to the bed to take care of the little guy.

The little guy on the bed was asleep, and suddenly and uncomfortable turmoil, Gu Nuannuan quickly hugged his son, feeling the numbness beside him, the little guy was considered stable.

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At nine o'clock in the morning the next day, the cry of the little guy could be heard outside the door. The antipyretic sticker on his forehead was also irritably twisted by the little guy, trying to rub it off.

Gu Nuannuan's worried voice came from the ward, "He had a fever last night, but it was almost dawn and he had a fever. The antipyretic stickers he used didn't work, and now he has a fever of 38.6."

Jiang Chenyu called at the safe passage to arrange the company's affairs, "The meeting is postponed, I won't go to the company today, Shan Jun is a little uncomfortable in the hospital."

When Jiang Chenyu entered the ward again, Gu Nuannuan hugged Little Meat Bun distressedly, "Husband, the doctor asked my son to have a routine blood test today."

Jiang Chenyu put away the phone, picked up his son with one hand, took the blanket he built last night, and wrapped it behind his son, "Let's go, my son is a little man, not afraid of drawing blood."

The little guy was lying on his father's shoulder, and he didn't have the strength to cry. Jiang Chenyu's neck was pressed against his son's face, and he could only hug his son tightly.

When he got to the blood draw, the little guy cried so hard that he had a fever, his face was bloodless, he coughed, and finally he cried until his face turned red. Because he was too sad, the little guy cried several times without making a sound. Gu Nuan Warm scared to death.

Holding his son, kissing and coaxing.

Back in the ward, he continued to hold the little guy and fed him the medicine from last night.

Xiaoshan Jun's illness has been repeated intermittently, fever, fever again, drink medicine, cry, cough, fever...

At the end of the day, Jiang Chenyu hugged her little soft-bag son who had no strength, and was so distressed that she was reluctant to give medicine. At night, the couple did not sleep. Gu Nuannuan took the thermometer and measured it every once in a while. Jiang Chenyu asked her to rest for a while, she said, "Husband, you must not be able to sleep now, I feel the same as you, don't persuade me to sleep."

The next day, the nurse entered with an injection, "Mr. Jiang, Mrs. Jiang, the doctor's order prescribed by Li Yuan, the young master needs an injection before the fever has subsided."

Gu Nuannuan looked at his son who had just woken up, took off the little guy's diaper, the little guy's dazed little face twisted back, and looked around curiously, not knowing what was going on on his little butt, it was suddenly wet and cool.

When the needle was pierced, Gu Nuannuan was so frightened that she closed her eyes, "Husband~"

The little guy's painful cry followed, his mouth opened wide, and tears fell on Gu Nuannuan's sleeves. Jiang Chenyu covered his son's eyes with one hand, and with the other hand, after the nurse finished pushing the medicine, he immediately pressed the cotton wool for his son. "My dear, Shanjun, your father and mother are by your side. We'll be cured with an injection."

The little guy cried heart-to-heart, one after another, like never before.

"Where's my grandson?"

"grandson"

"Where's my baby grandson?"

The old man's anxious voice sounded at the nurse's station, and Jiang Lao turned his head left and right, not knowing where to go.

Then, he listened to the cry from the ward, Jiang Lao pointed in one direction, "Chenfeng Aihua, go, this way, this cry belongs to my little grandson."

Jiang Lao followed the cry, opened the door, and saw the tearful little baby.

Jiang Lao's distressed heart was broken, he ran over and hugged the little baby who was thinking about it day and night.

Gu Nuannuan was surprised, "Brother and sister-in-law, Dad, why are you here?"

Wei Aihua said: "It doesn't matter if your family of three is not at our house for the New Year. It's been a long time since you left and you haven't returned home. We all miss you and Xiao Shanjun, so we went to Yenan Villa to visit today, and found out from the servants that Shanjun I'm in the hospital, my dad is going crazy in a hurry, so hurry to the hospital."

Jiang Chenfeng sat beside his younger brother with criticism in his eyes, "Jun Shan has been ill for two days, why didn't you tell your family?"

"The child's cold and fever, Xiao Nuan and I can take care of it without disturbing the family." Jiang Chenyu explained.

Wei Aihua also criticized the couple, "Even if it's a small pain or an itch, you should tell your family, not to mention that a child's cold and fever is not a trivial matter. Chen Yu didn't go to work for the past two days. If I had known, I would have known earlier. Come and accompany Nuan Nuan."

Xiao Shanjun finally saw his relatives who didn't give him medicine or injections. The little guy was lying on his grandfather's arms, and the aggrieved little milk sounded sobbing.

In the afternoon, the ancient father and the ancient mother also came to the hospital in a panic.

As soon as they met the couple, they were criticized, "Why didn't you tell us that the child was sick?"

Jiang Lao hugged the sleeping little grandson, as if he had found an ally, "My dear family, you also learned from others that our little baby was hospitalized?"