Mu Wanqing nodded slowly and responded in a low voice: "He is the father of the child, so you should talk to him."
What's more, it was his own mother who caused the trouble. He should be informed and allowed to argue with his own mother.
Aunt Zhou stared at her carefully and couldn't help but ask again: "Madam, your injury... was caused by the man who came to the house last time?"
Aunt Zhou is also a smart person and she guessed right.
Mu Wanqing did not deny it, just looked at her and said calmly: "It's okay, it's just a skin injury. Don't tell Wen Zhan yet. Let's wait until he comes back."
"Yes, I know." Aunt Zhou nodded and agreed.
It doesn't make much sense whether or not to say it now. He will be back soon anyway, so saying it now will only make him worry and anxious on the road, which is unnecessary.
My sister was noisy when she was sick and uncomfortable. She was fine during the day and could barely accept hugs from others. Mu Wanqing could still breathe a sigh of relief.
At night, the little girl becomes difficult to deal with - she doesn't want anyone to hold her except her mother, she cries when she is touched, vomits when she cries, and when she vomits, she has to go to great lengths to wash and change clothes.
But it’s very frustrating.
In the end, Mu Wanqing had no choice but to hold her daughter in her arms, gently coaxing her, gently comforting her, and wandering around the room.
Looking back, this would be nothing, just a little tiring.
The problem is that she is now covered in injuries and can barely walk with a limp. It is even more painful to hold a child around.
Staying up until midnight, she felt like her whole body was hanging on by a breath of fairy energy. She couldn't hold it any longer, so she could only lie down on her side and let her sister sleep with her neinei in her mouth.
Fortunately, this move temporarily calmed the little girl, and she was able to take a breath and finally close her eyes and sleep for a while.
It was already past three in the morning.
Not long after I fell asleep, the sky turned white. The doctor in the hospital had to make early rounds, and footsteps sounded in the corridor.
Mu Wanqing woke up vaguely, but seeing that the little girl was still asleep in her arms, she didn't dare to move for fear of waking her up and causing trouble again, so she fell asleep again.
The door to the ward was slowly pushed open, but she didn't notice it at all.
Calm and gentle footsteps slowly approached, and a tall figure stood quietly by the bed with the morning dew, silently looking at the woman lying sideways on the bed.
Wen Zhan is back.
When he learned that his daughter was hospitalized with a high fever, he arranged the unfinished work as quickly as possible, then tried his best to change planes several times, and finally chartered a flight from Hong Kong. After traveling for more than ten hours and all night, he finally arrived. return.
He was also ill and had not recovered. He had been tired from running around all night and was already feeling sleepy and light-headed, and his heartbeat was racing.
But when he saw the woman sleeping peacefully, all the discomforts in his body were miraculously soothed.
Afraid of waking up the mother and daughter, Wen Zhan stood by the bed for a while, then turned around and walked gently to the sofa.
Outside the ward just now, the little nurse said that the child was not feeling well and kept crying. He stayed up all night and only got better in the second half of the night.
He knew that Mu Wanqing was also very tired, so he could only suppress all kinds of emotions and close his eyes to take a nap on the sofa. He would wait until dawn and wait for her to wake up.
As a result, I don’t know if the little girl felt her father coming. Not long after Wen Zhan lay down, Xiaoya gradually started to moan in her sleep.
Mu Wanqing instinctively raised her hand and patted her daughter's side to comfort her, but it was of no use. Gradually, the little girl's crying became louder.
She was still sleepy, and her eyelids seemed to be covered with glue and couldn't be opened at all, but she still relied on muscle memory to stand up and prepare to pick up her daughter.
But she was already injured, and after lying on her side all night while breastfeeding, half of her shoulders and arms were numb, and her movements were very slow. Before she could pick up her daughter, she turned sideways when a dark figure suddenly came over to her side, and then He spoke in a low and hoarse tone: "I'll coax her, you can sleep a little longer..."
"Ah!" She was so frightened that she exclaimed, her body trembled, and she looked up and saw that figure, dumbfounded!
It wasn't until Wen Zhan picked up his sister that she realized what was happening. She closed her frightened mouth and asked, "When did you come back?"
Wen Zhan shook his sister, looked at her and whispered back: "I just came back. As soon as I lay down on the sofa, my sister woke up."
Mu Wanqing was stunned, looked at the door of the ward, and muttered to herself: "Why didn't I hear any movement..."
"You're too tired, please sleep a little longer." Wen Zhan continued to rock his daughter, but no matter how he coaxed her, the little girl just kept crying.
He freed up a hand and touched his daughter's forehead, feeling a little hot.
"It seems that the fever has started again. I'll take it to the doctor to take a look." Wen Zhan held his daughter and walked out.
When Mu Wanqing heard that the child had a fever again, she couldn't think of sleeping. She also forgot about her disfigured face and injuries all over her body, so she immediately got out of bed and followed him.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they went out, they met a doctor and a nurse who came to check the room. The two of them came back and turned on the light.
The room suddenly lit up. Wen Zhan turned around and saw Mu Wanqing clearly. His eyes suddenly froze and his expression changed drastically!
"What's wrong with your face? Who hit you?!" Mu Wanqing had just retracted her hand to turn on the light, but before she could turn around completely, she heard Wen Zhan's tight and serious voice suddenly fall.
She was startled, and subconsciously raised her hands to cover her face, looking at him with guilty, panic and pitiful uneasiness.
With her mouth tightened, she glanced at the man two or three times, and saw that his haggard face was unshaven, but the gloomy and stern look between his eyebrows was shocking. Her mind was buzzing, and she was silent for a long time before squeaking: "No... It’s nothing, just a little unexpected.”
After saying that, she couldn't bear the man's overly oppressive gaze and was about to walk away, but Wen Zhan freed up his hand and grabbed her arm, "Why are you hiding..."
"Hiss!" As a result, he pulled Mu Wanqing's arm again, causing her to gasp in pain and shrink into a ball.
Wen Zhan was frightened and immediately let go. Looking at half of her body collapsed, he suddenly understood: "There are injuries on the body too?"
"No...I was lying on my side to breastfeed, and half of my body was numb..." Mu Wanqing found an excuse to cover up, fearing his terrible reaction when he found out that she was covered in bruises.
While the two were talking, the nurse stepped forward and took the sister from Wen Zhan's arms who was still crying but had been ignored by her parents.
His thoughts were disrupted, and Wen Zhan remembered that he should care about his children first.
But the injuries on Mu Wanqing's face were really terrifying. Not only half of his face was swollen, there were also bruises on his eyebrows, and...
He watched the woman keep up with the little nurse, obviously walking with a slight limp, and he immediately understood that she was lying!
There must be injuries on his body!
My heart is burning with anger!
Why did no one report to him when such a big thing happened?
Even though everything had been arranged in advance, she was still injured like this! This sense of loss of control greatly challenged his proud authority!
"Mu Wanqing, tell me clearly, what happened? When were you beaten? Was it that bastard named Chen?" He turned around and followed the woman, wanting to reach out to pull her, but he was afraid of hurting her, so he raised his hand He held back and put it down again, and asked in a deep voice.
Mu Wanqing watched her sister being put back on the bed, and the doctor began to examine her. Her thoughts were all on the child, and she responded without bothering to answer: "I'm fine. Can I take care of the child first?"
Her impatient tone made Wen Zhan startled. His mind cleared up and his attention returned to the child.
