He scooped up the vegetable porridge with a spoon and fed it to Zhiyun's mouth.
But she was fast asleep. Han Qingrang's hands were shaking. He coaxed her softly, "Zhizhi, open your mouth and eat something. You must eat."
Those who are asleep know nothing and hear nothing.
No one knows when her sleep will end.
After a long time, his hand holding the spoon became stiff before he finally withdrew his hand. By then, the porridge in the bowl had already gone cold.
He placed the bowl on the tray and wiped his hands with a wet wipe.
After wiping it clean, he took out the ointment from the drawer, slowly lifted the quilt, and then lifted Zhiyun's clothes.
There is a scar on her lower abdomen, which is the scar left by the caesarean section. There are no stretch marks on her belly, and her belly is flat except for the scar.
Han Qingrang squeezed out the ointment and applied it carefully on the scar.
As his fingertips smeared the liquid, his fingertips trembled slightly. It was he who had given Zhizhi such an ugly scar.
Finish applying the ointment.
Han Qing asked Zhiyun to be covered with her clothes, and then the quilt was pulled down to cover her.
At this moment, the door opened——
A Filipino maid came in pushing a baby carriage, followed by another person. She was the proprietress who had never appeared since then.
"Your own son, you can't bear to even look at him?"
The proprietress came over and spoke as she walked, her voice echoing throughout the room.
After the Filipino maid pushed the stroller in, she stood aside, paying attention to the movements in the stroller at all times.
The proprietress came over, still holding a folding fan in her hand, and stood by the bed.
Seeing Zhiyun's sleeping face, the boss's wife calculated the time. Today is the end of the internship, Zhiyun will come back today and wake up today.
Leave the empty space.
However, the proprietress never told this to anyone except Ji Chen.
He didn't even tell Han Qingrang that Zhiyun's consciousness was now in the distant desert, in that empty space.
Of course, the proprietress is not a stingy person.
But what she hates most is people strangling her!!!
Therefore, she never told Han Qingrang from beginning to end, leaving him to wait endlessly for her to wake up with only a glimmer of hope.
Seeing no response from the man sitting beside the bed, the proprietress put down her fan and went over to pick up little Tengsheng in the stroller.
Teng Sheng is only one month old. He inherited Zhiyun's genes. His nose and eye shape are quite similar to Zhiyun. He will definitely look very much like Han Qingrang when he grows up.
If I have another daughter, she will definitely look like Han Qingrang when she is a child, but when she grows up, she will definitely have the beauty of Zhiyun.
Zhiyun had talked to the proprietress about the name before. If it was a son, he would be named Teng Sheng, and if it was a daughter, she would be named Han Yiren.
At that time, the proprietress liked the name Han Yiren very much.
However, he knew it was a son, and the name Han Yiren could be the next child.
"Wow, wow, little Tengsheng is so fair and clean, just like that little girl." The little girl that the proprietress was referring to was naturally Zhiyun.
Han Qingrang, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, finally moved, but he did not get up.
When she came in just now, the proprietress learned from the Filipino maid that since Xiao Tengsheng was born, Han Qingrang had only taken one look at Xiao Tengsheng and had never looked at him carefully again.
It’s not that he doesn’t like this child, but this child is a knot in his heart that he can’t open.
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