But Qianyuan would only feel at ease after the researcher examined Mephisto.
In fact, Mephisto in his current state could still make ten Chien cry.
However, seeing the little guy pacing anxiously, Mephisto obediently allowed the doctor to examine him, then lay back down on the bed and closed his eyes.
Just when he thought that his son might be trying to run away, Qianyuan suddenly fell back into his arms.
The little guy climbed onto the bed so that Mephisto could hold him properly, and then buried Mephisto's head in his belly.
Mephisto was now completely enveloped in Chiyuki's aura.
The soothing pheromones slowly dissipated into the air.
This was the first time Qianyuan had used his soothing skills since he grew up, and the target of his use was Mephisto, so he was more cautious and gentle than ever before.
A sweet fragrance descended upon everyone like dew.
Even though they knew that Qianyuan wasn't trying to comfort them, Muld and the others couldn't help but move a little closer to her.
Unfortunately, Qianyuan's attention is not on them at all right now. The little guy seems to be acting like an adult, trying to be gentle, tolerant, and relied on by his father.
Mephius wrapped one arm around the little guy's waist, his face pressed against the little guy's soft skin. With just a slight tilt of his head, he could take that flesh into his mouth.
So well-behaved.
It's like throwing lambs to the slaughter.
But it seemed that Chiyuki had calculated that Mephisto wouldn't be willing to hurt him at all. Mephisto opened and closed his fangs several times, but in the end, he just stayed in that position and fell asleep with Chiyuki by his side.
The little guy stayed with him for a long time after that.
When Mephisto woke up, his fatigue and injuries had almost completely healed.
The little guy, on the other hand, fell asleep again leaning against him. I don't know how he could sleep for so long. It seems that making a fuss yesterday must have taken a lot of his energy.
However, Mephisto is no longer so insistent on hiding Chien.
The little guy's eager concern for him yesterday brought him more joy than confining the child.
When Qianyuan was so anxious for him that she shed tears, he felt half heartache and half satisfaction.
His children still love him.
It's always, absolutely, and I've always cared about him.
This cannot be changed.
Mephis watched Qianyuan quietly for a while, and then saw that the little guy seemed to sense that the smart sensor light was on and disturbing his rest. So Qianyuan continued to snuggle into Mephis's arms. The closer the light got, the tighter he hid, until there was nowhere left to hide, and there was no extra space between the child and his father.
Qianyuan finally opened her eyes in pain, and with a little bit of morning grumpiness, she whimpered unhappily in her father's arms.
Mephius watched as the little guy raised his head without any regard for his appearance, his beautiful white hair a mess from sleep, his eyes half-open with drowsiness:
"Daddy, go back to sleep..."
Now it's Mephisto's turn to worry about the cubs.
"The doctor said you can't sleep for too long. You need to get up and move around, otherwise you'll get more and more tired if you lie down."
Qianyuan lifted her legs and draped them over her father, clinging to Mephisto like a boneless cat, being lazy:
"don't want."
Mephius sighed, pulled the person out of bed, and carried them around the room:
"Get down and walk a few steps, good boy."
It was rare for Qianyuan to get into a fight with Mephisto. He just felt that no matter how much he slept, he still couldn't wake up and felt listless.
But Mephisto insisted that Chiyuki get some fresh air, and even the idea of house arrest, which had only been implemented two days ago, was now broken by him.
He carried Qianyuan outside and placed him on the swing in the garden.
"Is this place fun? Isn't it?"
Qianyuan sighed, "Dad, I'm all grown up now, don't try to coax me like a little kid..."
Mephius's expression changed.
Could it be that Qianyuan is tired of him?
Qianyuan's next sentence was: "With so many people watching, they must all be secretly laughing at me. I'm a grown-up now, I can't play on the swings anymore, and I can't be coaxed by my dad."
Mephius said, "It can be coaxed."
"Even when the little one gets old and can't walk anymore, he will always be his father's child and can naturally act spoiled with his father."
"Daddy will still be holding you then."
Qianyuan huffed and puffed for a while, but her morning grumpiness was punctured by Mephisto's strangely soft words. She let out a "poof" and her cheeks deflated again.
He shrank back into Mephisto's arms and whispered his reply:
"oh."
"Can a grown-up child never be separated from their father? I don't want my father to leave before me; I want him to stay with me forever."
Perhaps because Mephisto had really frightened Qianyuan last night, he inevitably remembered how his father had sacrificed himself for him before.
Qianyuan is always able to give up on herself without fear, but when faced with her father's departure, she is still as childish as a little kid, refusing to accept that she has already experienced so many separations.
Perhaps deep down he still relies on his father's love.
The fathers have spoiled Qianyuan rotten.
Spoiled by her father, Qianyuan always thinks she is a child who can rely on adults.
Spoiled to the point that Qianyuan learned to complain, feel wronged, and cry out in pain in her father's arms.
Qianyuan knew how lonely the path he had walked alone had been.
Qianyuan refused to return to those lonely and helpless days.
Because he had become accustomed to the light falling into his palm.
If he had never seen the light...
Then he could continue to endure the endless darkness.
But now, Qianyuan sometimes feels afraid, wondering if everything she's experiencing now is just a pipe dream.
He was always afraid that when he woke up, he would still be in the hospital room, listening to the beeping sound that pronounced his death sentence, waiting for endless silence in the small white room of a few dozen square meters.
"Baby?! Little one?"
Mephisto's voice woke him up. Mephisto's expression was very serious and worried, as if Chien was in a very bad state.
"Dad?" Qianyuan finally woke up from the nightmare. "I'm fine, I'm alright."
Mephisto didn't know what he could do to make the little guy better. All he could do was kiss Qianyuan's forehead and swear on his honor and his life that he would stay with Qianyuan until the end of time.
Finally, Mephisto looked up at Chiyuki:
"Baby, do you want a contract dad? It's just a visit to my subconscious, no need to use pheromones."
In this way, based on her physiological instincts, Qianyuan will not have wild thoughts or feel afraid.
The fact that Mephisto dared to say this proves that his most vulnerable subconscious is 100% open to Chiyuki.
No need for a thousand efforts; just walk to the door and knock, and Mephisto will open everything to him.
Whether Qian Yuan was causing trouble inside, playing or sleeping inside, or even using his military medals as dog tags, Mephisto was willing to do it all.
He was willing to give everything for Qianyuan.
Because Qianyuan is everything to him.
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