In the past half month, although many urgent documents have been processed, there are still quite a few documents that Gao Dan needs to review personally. In addition, it is the end of the year, so there has been a considerable backlog.
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At home.
Ye Wanying woke up almost an hour later, starving.
After washing up in the bathroom, I went to the kitchen. Lifting the pot lid, I saw breakfast already prepared inside. I tested the temperature... and it was just right.
He then planned to wake up his son in the next room.
But as soon as he opened the door, he noticed something was wrong and limped straight to the bedside: "Baby, baby, wake up."
The little one then groggily opened his eyes and called out in a hoarse voice, "Mom?"
Ye Wanying reached out and felt the temperature of the little one's forehead. A look of heartache appeared in her eyes: "Baby, you have a fever."
Tuanzi smiled at her mother and said, "No wonder my head hurts a little."
He grabbed a thick coat from the side and wrapped it around the little one, then quickly carried the child on his back, supporting the child's bottom with one hand and bracing himself against the wall with the other.
"Son, hug Mom, let's go outside and check your temperature."
The little one was too scared to move, his face showing his anxiety: "Mommy, don't carry me, Tuanzi will walk by himself, Mommy's legs aren't healed yet."
"Sweetie, hug Mommy, hurry up."
"Oh." The little one then gently reached out and hugged his mother's neck. What usually takes only a few seconds to get to the living room took a full minute today.
The little one was gently placed on the sofa by his mother and immediately took her hand, saying, "Mom, sit down and rest."
Ye Wanying couldn't help but feel the urge to cry. Her darling was so understanding, and this... made her very sad.
But she still smiled gently: "Thank you for your concern, baby. Mommy is fine. I didn't use this leg just now. Sit still and don't move around. Mommy will go get the thermometer."
"oh."
The little one sat obediently on the sofa and waited. Soon, Ye Wanying found a thermometer from the drawer of the cabinet next to her. It was the oldest kind, filled with mercury.
In fifteen minutes, Ye Wanying washed her son's face and hands. The heating in the room was also very warm, so she took off the thick coat from her son.
It's impossible to get a small child to sit still for fifteen minutes.
"Mom, is it okay now?"
"No, there are still five minutes left."
The little boy gently wiggled his bottom, his face looking incredibly cute. Ye Wanying kept an eye on him out of the corner of her eye, but pretended not to notice.
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Thankfully, those agonizing five minutes passed, and the thermometer was taken out: "37.8 degrees Celsius, you do have a fever, but it's not serious. Drink some cold medicine first."
The little guy had never tried it before, so he couldn't help but be curious.
When he saw the small bowl of dark-colored stuff that Ye Wanying brought over, he immediately frowned and asked, "Mom, what is this?" His expression was full of disgust.
"You can drink it like coffee."
Forehead?
Powdered coffee = coffee?
Is it true or false?
However, it was obvious that the little guy had been fooled by his mother again. After taking a big gulp of the powder, his face contorted in pain: "Ugh, this tastes awful! This isn't coffee, Mom, you're lying."
Ye Wanying touched her nose somewhat awkwardly: "Cough, I didn't say it was coffee, I just said you can drink it like coffee. Look how similar they are."
Ha, just more deception...
The little guy resisted, saying he didn't want to drink something that tasted so awful.
Ye Wanying wasn't in a hurry, and said with a smile, "Okay, if you don't want to drink this, then go find the doctor to get a shot."
puff...
Sure enough, as soon as these words were spoken, the resistant little one instantly put on a brave and resolute expression: "Mom, I'll drink it."
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