When An Ran and the others arrived at the hospital in the evening, it was already past six o'clock, almost seven.
Because of someone's nonsense, they could have quickly finished their meal at any restaurant and rushed over, but they were delayed for an hour.
Qingqing hadn't eaten yet, because when An Ran and the others decided to cook, they called directly and said that they would prepare dinner and send it over.
There had been a situation before where no one notified each other, and everyone prepared food for Qingqing. As a result,
Qingqing had no idea how to prepare several meals by herself. Even if everyone came together to help, it was still a lot of waste.
So later Fu Heng directly notified in the group: If anyone wants to bring food in the future, please notify in advance.
This way, when others receive the message, they will know that they don't need to prepare.
When the two arrived, Qingqing was watching a cartoon, so engrossed that she didn't even notice someone coming in.
Fu Heng was the first to notice them, and he quickly picked up the remote control and turned off the TV.
Qingqing protested that there were no cartoons to watch, but the next moment she was attracted by the rich aroma of food.
"It smells so good!"
"It smells good, right? This is the food I packed myself, it must be delicious."
Fu Sishen swung the lunch box in front of Qingqing, causing her head to shake, just like a cat attracted by a cat toy, very cute.
"Wow, Xiao Shen is amazing."
Qingqing clapped her hands in applause. Fu Heng couldn't bear to look at her boastful look, but it made Fu Si Shen even more complacent.
An Ran: "..."
Don't you find something wrong?
Why is someone who helps pack the food so proud? She, the chef, didn't even say anything.
But seeing that the mother and son were having fun, An Ran thought about it and let it go.
As long as Aunt Qing is happy, it's fine.
"You guys eat first, I have something else to do first."
Fu Heng stood up, picked up his coat and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he casually told his youngest son.
This was how Qingqing was during her hospitalization. Whoever was free would come to accompany her so that busy people could also take care of their own work.
In fact, it shouldn't be like this, after all, money can solve most problems.
They originally hired two professional caregivers, but Qingqing now resists letting strangers get close to her.
And after Gu Lan accidentally heard the two caregivers privately talking about Qingqing's childish behavior and that she might look like a fool, he immediately flew into a rage, fired both of them, and never hired a caregiver again.
Take care of Qingqing, they will do it themselves!
From then on, everyone consciously followed this shift system, but Fu Heng was usually the one who stayed up all night.
After all, it was inconvenient for other people to come, and it was even worse to let the girls come, because occasionally Qingqing needed someone to help her turn over or something, and An Ran and Yu Yu couldn't hold her at all.
Fu Sishen and An Ran will be accompanying her tonight. They will not leave until Fu Heng comes back at around 10 or 11 pm.
There are only three people left for dinner. Qingqing did not make a fuss. She just sat on the bed and waited for Fu Sishen to serve the food.
In order to cater to her taste, An Ran specially added more milk and curry to her portion and stewed them together. The curry made in this way is not only thicker, but also has a milky aroma, which is very popular with children.
Qingqing does not need to be fed. She grabs the spoon and eats with her mouth full of fragrance.
"Eat slowly, no one is competing with you." Seeing that Qingqing's mouth was full of curry sauce, Fu Sishen habitually took a piece of paper to wipe it for her.
At first he was still a little uncomfortable and felt a little scared. After all, his mother had accumulated a lot of prestige in the past, and he was instinctively a little afraid.
But as time went by, he saw Qingqing doing all kinds of stupid things with an adult body, and over time, the remaining majesty was completely defeated by her.
Now Fu Sishen can ignore Qingqing's appearance and still treat her as the little baby before.
It's just that the baby is a little bigger now.
"Would you like some juice?"
Before An Ran came, she used a small juicer to squeeze a glass of mixed juice for Qingqing. It was sour and sweet, very delicious, and rich in nutrients.
"Drink." Qingqing immediately gave up eating and turned to juice.
An Ran glanced at her lunch box and saw that only a small part of it was left, so she handed the juice to Qingqing.
Qingqing held the juice in both hands and gulped it down. Noticing that her nails had grown very long, An Ran took out a nail clipper from her bag and trimmed Qingqing's nails.
Accustomed to being taken care of, Qingqing cooperated throughout the process, stretching out her claws when asked to, and changing fingers when asked to. When her nails were trimmed, the juice on her hands was gone.
"I'm going to wash the lunch box and cup, you stay here with Aunt Qing." An Ran took the things and went out, while Fu Sishen continued to stay in the ward to play with Qingqing.
"What does Qingqing want to play? Can we continue watching TV?"
There were no toys in the ward, and there were limited games that Qingqing could play with.
"No." The child who was easily bothered by the old and liked the new no longer wanted to watch cartoons: "I want to go play with Lanlan?"
"Who is Lanlan?" Is it the little
friend in her kindergarten?
Fu Sishen didn't know
that the 'Lanlan' that Qingqing was talking about was Han Weilan. "Lanlan is Lanlan, the little sister of the neighbor's family. Although she is not pretty because of her bright red face, Qingqing still likes her very much."
Qingqing explained to Fu Sishen very seriously.
"..." Fu Sishen still didn't understand.
Is there a child named Lanlan in their neighborhood? And she is bright red, and her parents like to dress her up as a red envelope?
This kind of "festive" aesthetic is universal.
But he still didn't know who Lanlan was, so he decided to divert Qingqing's attention: "Lanlan must be sleeping now, let's go to play with her later, okay? I'll play other games with you."
Children forget things quickly, and as long as you trick Qingqing into doing something else, she will definitely forget everything after a while.
Not to mention Lanlan, she doesn't even know who Honghong is.
"What are you playing?"
Sure enough, Qingqing's attention was diverted at once.
"Play..." After thinking for a while, Fu Sishen took out his mobile phone: "Let's play the game of changing clothes for paper dolls. This game is fun."
"Wow, so beautiful." Taking Fu Sishen's mobile phone, Qingqing immersed herself in it, and finally found the fun of changing clothes for dolls.
Fu Sishen watched from the side, occasionally instructing her which accessories to choose. The happy atmosphere between the two made people reluctant to interfere.
"Aren't you going in?"
An Ran said from behind a woman.
Hearing the voice, the man's back stiffened for a moment, then turned his head and smiled at An Ran reluctantly: "Forget it, she probably doesn't want to see me."
"You don't even go in to see her, how do you know she doesn't want to see you?" An Ran did not agree with the other party's evasive attitude.
"I don't dare to see her."
He lowered his eyes in a wolfish manner and handed the bags in his hand to An Ran: "This is... a gift for her. Please help me take it in."
"Okay." An Ran took the gift bag.
After all, it was the elders' private matter. If the elders didn't want to listen after persuading her, she couldn't interfere too much. She could only help within her ability.
"Are there guests?"
Seeing An Ran coming in with a lot of bags, Fu Si Shen subconsciously looked behind her.
It was empty, nothing.
"Don't tell me you just bought these downstairs?" It wasn't because he felt sorry for the money, but he was just wondering where An Ran had the time to run up and down.
"No, these are all Aunt Han asked me to pass on to Aunt Qing, saying that they are gifts for Aunt Qing."
An Anran directly explained the truth to prevent someone from starting to speculate
.
"Who is Aunt Han?" Fu Sishen was confused.
Why did they always play dumb with him today?
"Han Weilan, don't you know? She and Aunt Qing were neighbors in the past. They grew up together, so they have a good relationship."
Put the things away and organize them at the same time.
Han Weilan bought a lot of things, from various expensive nutritional supplements to skin care and cosmetics commonly used as gifts, and even a pair of jade bracelets of good quality.
"This..." An Ran showed the bracelet to Fu Si Shen helplessly: "Should I not accept these things on behalf of Aunt Qing?"
Things that were too valuable would not only burn her hands, but Aunt Qing would not accept them casually.
Glancing at the bracelets, Fu Si Shen was very calm: "It's okay, I'll tell my dad and let him go back."
The elders' affairs should be resolved by the elders, and the only thing they need to do as the younger generation is to keep quiet and not get involved.
"Then I'll leave this to you."
Such valuable items were not suitable for the hospital, and An Ran could not keep them for Qing Qing. It was best to let Fu Si Shen handle it.
"Okay." Fu Sishen took the box of the jade bracelet, and turned around to tell Qingqing: "You're almost there. Children can't play with mobile phones for too long, or their eyes will go blind."
"No, Qingqing is a big kid now."
Qingqing turned around to avoid Fu Sishen's big hand that was trying to take her phone away, and continued to indulge in dressing up the doll.
"What's so big about you, a four-year-old kid?"
With a sneer, Fu Sishen took the phone from Qingqing's hand without giving her permission: "Be good, play tomorrow."
Fearing that she would cry, he comforted her perfunctorily.
Unconvinced, Qingqing spread out her five fingers and made a five, retorting loudly: "Qingqing is five years old, she is already a big kid!"
"Five years old is also a kid." The indifferent smile froze on his face, and Fu Sishen turned his head mechanically, staring at Qingqing in disbelief: "What did you just say?"
"What?"
Qingqing tilted her head, not understanding what Fu Sishen was asking.
"How old did you say you are?" An Ran also stood up excitedly.
"Five years old." Qingqing gestured with her hands again, thinking that the two adults in front of her were probably stupid and couldn't even hear such a simple number.
Looking at each other, Fu Sishen's hands trembled slightly.
He suddenly turned around and ran out: "Doctor, doctor..."
"Qingqing, be good, it's okay, Xiaoshen is just overexcited."
An Ran didn't lose her composure like Fu Sixhen did. She noticed that Qingqing was a little scared by Fu Sixhen's sudden appearance, and hurried over to comfort her.
Qingqing trembled unconsciously with her bare hands tightly grasping An Ran's hand.
She felt as if she had done something wrong, but she also felt that she had done nothing wrong.
Fu Sixhen soon called the doctor, and the person who came was Meng Zhe.
Meng Zhe patiently gave Qingqing a simple examination, and asked a lot of questions carefully. After reaching a conclusion, he motioned Fu Sixhen and An Ran to come out together.
The two stood in front of Meng Zhe, hunched their heads, hunched their shoulders, and restrained their hands and feet, just like the way they were in front of the dean when they were in school.
"The patient's condition is getting better." The first sentence made the two young people relax their backs, but the next sentence scared them again.
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