Chu Liyue said that Xiao Li could sleep in a separate bed from them now, but Xiao Wujie felt sorry for his precious daughter and wanted to sleep with her for a while longer.
But to his surprise, the next day Xiao Li took her pillow and went to the children's room that had been prepared for her.
At the Chu family's private hospital, Chu Liyue, dressed in a shirt and business suit, and wearing exquisite high heels, carried her daughter into the ward.
On the hospital bed, Xiao Wujie was still asleep. An IV drip was inserted into the back of his pale, bony hand, and his face was pale and haggard.
Chu Liyue sat down on the chair by the bed with her daughter in her arms, placed her palm on Xiao Wujie's forehead, and breathed a slight sigh of relief.
The fever has subsided.
Although Xiao Wujie no longer suffers from pain every day after the surgery, his physical condition is still completely incomparable to that of an ordinary person.
A slight carelessness can lead to catching a cold, developing a persistent high fever, or even pneumonia.
Although I haven't had any serious illnesses since, minor illnesses have become a regular occurrence.
Especially after Xiao Li came into his life, he became sick much more frequently than before.
Although Xiao Li was born into a princess-like family and never lacked care, Xiao Wujie loved his daughter very much and did not want to be absent from her growth process, so he tried his best to give her as much love as possible.
Aside from being itchy and indulging in Chu Liyue's company, leaving Xiao Li to Lin Qingyi and Ai Ruoman to sleep with for one night, he mostly took care of everything himself and was never absent from any part of Xiao Li's life where she needed companionship.
Children don't sleep very soundly and often kick off their blankets.
Chu Liyue is not afraid of winter. She can turn the air conditioning and heating on full blast, and even if Xiao Li kicks off the blankets, it won't affect Xiao Wujie.
But it wouldn't work in spring, summer, and autumn. Xiao Wujie was weak and couldn't stand the cold. Often, if Xiao Li kicked off the blankets the night before, he would catch a fever and a cold the next day.
This is why Chu Liyue rigorously cultivates Xiao Li's independence and insists on separating beds early on.
Yesterday afternoon, Xiao Wujie and Chu Liyue indulged themselves in the office. At night, he slept soundly in Xiao Liyue's arms and didn't even notice when she kicked off the covers.
By the time Chu Liyue noticed and helped him pull the blanket up, she didn't know how much time had passed.
Sure enough, Xiao Wujie developed a high fever and dizziness this morning and was taken to the hospital by Lu Zhufeng.
When Xiao Wujie opened his eyes, Xiao Li was sitting obediently on Chu Liyue's lap, her gaze fixed on him without blinking.
The moment Xiao Wujie opened his eyes, Xiao Li's eyes reddened, and tears welled up in her icy gaze. She immediately buried her face in Xiao Wujie's chest, clinging tightly to his neck, her voice choked with sobs, unable to speak.
"Dad... Dad..."
My godmother has already come and said that my father caught a cold last night, which triggered his illness.
Her mother had just criticized her for kicking off the covers this morning, so it goes without saying how her father caught a cold.
A deep pang of heartache welled up in Xiao Wujie's sickly eyes. He quickly embraced his daughter, gently stroking her little head buried in his arms with his free hand, his voice hoarse and weak as he soothed her:
"Baby, Daddy's okay."
"Don't cry."
Just then, Lu Zhufeng pushed open the door and came in, carrying a lunchbox, to deliver food to Xiao Wujie.
Xiao Wujie was too weak to get up, so he quickly gestured to Lu Zhufeng to hold him and help comfort him.
Lu Zhufeng scooped up the little princess who was clinging to Xiao Wujie. Xiao Li immediately covered her eyes to prevent him from seeing, and then buried her face in his neck. Hot tears quickly soaked Lu Zhufeng's collar through her fingers.
Lu Zhufeng was heartbroken. With the double genes of Xiao Wujie and Chu Liyue, Xiao Li never cried or made a fuss since she was a child. Even when she cried, it was like this now, shedding tears silently, which was extremely pitiful.
"Little princess, little baby, don't cry!"
"Who the hell wronged you? Your godfather and your junior brother will beat him until his head is inside his stomach."
Xiao Wujie had just snuggled into Chu Liyue's arms when he heard these words and weakly rolled his eyes.
"What's the use of crying? Will crying make your dad better?"
"Crying is just a cowardly excuse. Solve the problem with your brain and actions before you start crying." Chu Liyue's icy voice rang out, prompting Xiao Wujie to quickly grab her hand, coughing softly as he spoke.
"Sister... Sister, it's not my fault, please don't... scold me."
At Xiao Wujie's signal, Lu Zhufeng quickly carried Xiao Li out of the ward, and his voice, comforting Xiao Li, could be heard intermittently from outside the door:
"Little baby, don't be sad. Your godmother has checked on you, and your dad is fine."
"It's just that your godmother went out this morning, otherwise she would have solved this small problem for your dad at home."
In the ward, Xiao Wujie lay in Chu Liyue's arms, holding her hand to his heart. His face was pale and haggard as he buried his face in her flat stomach, his voice low and dejected.
"Sister, it's my fault, don't blame me."
"It breaks my heart to see my baby like this..."
Chu Liyue lightly pinched the back of his neck: "Shut up, you make me uncomfortable just looking at you like this!"
Xiao Wujie looked up at Chu Liyue, his eyes brimming with tears, and called out in a wronged voice, "Sister..."
As long as he showed this expression, Chu Liyue was destined to be completely under his control. She lowered her head and gently kissed Xiao Wujie's brow, her gaze lingering on the doorway, her voice softening slightly:
“Ah Li will grow up eventually, and there will be times when it will be inconvenient for you to hold her to sleep.”
"She's not that fragile; let's just consider this a learning experience for her."
Xiao Wujie nestled in her arms, his gaze fixed on the door, and let out a soft sigh.
Xiao Wujie stayed in the hospital for a week until he was fully recovered before Chu Liyue allowed him to be discharged.
During this time, Lu Zhufeng told him that when the little princess returned to the manor, no matter how they tried to persuade her, she insisted on sleeping by herself.
He had no choice but to secretly sit by Xiao Li's bedside every night while she was asleep, keeping her company to prevent her from kicking off the covers and rolling off the bed, before quietly leaving before dawn.
He had been working for several days and couldn't take it anymore, so he and Lin Qingyi, Yunmo, and Ai Ruoman took turns looking after him.
Xiao Wujie felt extremely distressed upon hearing this.
Back at the manor, as night fell, in the bedroom, the curtains fluttered softly, revealing two alluring figures locked in a passionate embrace.
On the messy bed, Xiao Wujie lay naked on Chu Liyue's soft, sweaty body, his hand resting lightly on her chest, his eyes glazed over, panting with satisfaction.
"Sister, I'm still worried about the baby sleeping alone. I want to go check on him."
Chu Liyue embraced him, pulled a blanket from the side, covered him with it, and gently kissed his trembling eyelashes:
"Rest for a bit, take a shower, then I'll take you there."
After a long while, the door to Xiao Li's children's room was carefully pushed open a crack, and Xiao Wujie led Chu Liyue to the bedside quietly.
On the bed, Xiao Li's black hair was spread out, and she was holding a pillow in her arms. Her petite body was curled up under the quilt, and she was sleeping soundly.
Xiao Wujie tucked the blanket around his daughter, his eyes filled with emotion, and gently kissed Xiao Li's beautiful, tightly closed eyes.
"Sister, the baby has grown up."
Chu Liyue gave a soft "hmm," stood with him for a moment, then picked up her baby and went back to the room to sleep in each other's arms.
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