Chapter 116 Three-year-old children are not as disobedient as you
Being sick is not a pleasant feeling.
My throat felt like it had been rubbed with sandpaper, and I could taste blood every time I swallowed.
Because I was pregnant, the doctor didn't prescribe any medicine and started with physical cooling.
Shen Wangshu lay on the hospital bed, groaning: “Teacher Gu, it’s uncomfortable.”
"Will you dare to get wet in the rain next time?"
Shen Wangshu was dissatisfied: "Everyone said they were scared."
"Wangshu, I'm not a three-year-old child."
The implication is: not that easy to fool.
Shen Wangshu pulled Gu Qingyan's hand and put it on his hot face: "Then treat me like a three-year-old child."
He wrung out the towel in his hand, which was wet with cold water and felt very comfortable when it touched his cheek.
Gu Qingyan could feel the hot air she exhaled. He sighed softly, "Three-year-olds are not as disobedient as you."
Shen Wangshu was confused and a little sleepy.
She heard Gu Qingyan ask her.
"Are you still afraid now?"
She shook her head and said softly, "I'm a little sleepy."
"Then have a good sleep."
Gu Qingyan patted her back as if he was coaxing a three-year-old child.
Shen Wangshu's illness was known to his grandparents.
The two men came to the hospital and scolded Gu Qingyan.
After cursing, Long Pingying was so angry that her chest heaved up and down.
Gu Zhengde coaxed: "Calm down, calm down."
After knowing the whole story.
Gu Zhengde turned around and made a phone call to say hello to his former subordinates.
"Yes, my little grandson, there's no need to take care of him. He's tough and strong, so I'll train him to death if he doesn't die from it."
After finishing the explanation, Gu Zhengde returned to the ward and heard Long Pingying still chattering.
"It's fine if he doesn't come home at night, but why did you take Wangshu to the hospital?"
"I'm pregnant, how can I run around like this every day?"
Gu Zhengde added, "Does it have to be this year? Your student status will be retained, and you can start school after you have the baby."
Long Pingying patted the old man and said, "Whatever Wangshu wants to do is her business. Not letting her go to school means you want her to stay home and wait for the birth of her baby. That doesn't make sense."
Gu Zhengde said, "Didn't the school allocate a teacher's apartment for Qing Yan? You can live there normally."
Long Pingying refused: "Two bedrooms and one living room is too small and not suitable. Let's buy a larger flat nearby. It's bigger and has better sunlight. When we have children in the future, we can bring them there to play."
Gu Zhengde thought for a moment and said, "That makes sense."
Gu Qingyan tried to speak several times, but was interrupted every time.
He felt that no matter how big the house was, it could not trap Shen Wangshu.
After Gu Zhengde and Long Pingying made up their minds, they began to browse nearby properties and discussed in a low voice.
There were whispers of discussion and the sound of water falling from a towel being wrung out.
Shen Wangshu had a dream.
The sound of trickling water turned into a waterfall.
Looking up, you can see many peaks floating above the sea of clouds, and waterfalls flowing backwards hanging in the air.
Colorful phoenixes fly by and countless flower fields bloom.
She was held in someone's arms, and her face could not be seen. All she could hear was her breathing and the sound of the wind blowing.
It seems that there are pursuers following.
The person holding her jumped back, waved the white flute in his hand, and countless flames burst out in the air.
Shen Wangshu dreamed that he was smiling.
But her laughter turned into the laughter of a baby, ignorant, naive and carefree.
She saw a man in white clothes walking towards her, his wide sleeves fluttering in the wind, and a silver crown in his hair holding up his three thousand strands of black hair.
And then.
She seemed to have grown a little taller.
But not much higher, because when she tried to speak, all that came out was baby talk.
She loved the man's long black hair and often held it tightly in her hands.
But he seemed very busy, as many people dressed in white came and left in a hurry.
She sat at the desk with papers all under her butt.
His hands were stained with ink and turned black, and he pressed his fingerprints on the white paper with a sound.
She admired her own handiwork.
When she heard the sound, she looked up and saw a plain flute piercing through the white clothes.
The white clothes turned red.
Someone grabbed her hair and lifted her up.
It also seemed as if someone was trying to take something out of her body.
The pain is like the soul being torn into pieces.
She cried.
"I'm sweating all over. I thought my fever was gone, but why am I having a nightmare? Wangshu, I'm your grandma."
grandmother.
Who is it?
"Qingyan, why can't I wake him up? Why hasn't the doctor come yet?"
What do you say?
Who again?
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here, Wangshu, I'm here."
Someone picked her up and held her hand.
The man's embrace was warm, and it seemed as if something was flowing through her fingertips and into her body.
Nourish her torn soul.
"Wangshu."
When Shen Wangshu opened his eyes, he ran into Gu Qingyan's eyes full of worry.
Her eyes were still focused, and Gu Qingyan wiped the sweat from her forehead: "I'm here, don't be afraid."
The doctor came and took her temperature.
"The fever has subsided, but Miss Shen's condition may not be very good. We will continue to observe her tonight."
The doctor gave some more instructions and then left.
"Are you hungry?"
Shen Wangshu shook his head.
Seeing her response, Long Pingying and Gu Zhengde both breathed a sigh of relief.
God knows everything was fine, but then Shen Wangshu started to break out in a cold sweat.
I kept crying and shouting in pain in my dreams.
No matter how much I shouted, he wouldn't wake up.
In the end, it was Gu Qingyan who got on the bed, held her in his arms, and finally woke her up.
Shen Wangshu was covered in sweat and was sticky. She said, "I want to take a shower."
Gu Qingyan reached out and wiped the sweat off her forehead, saying softly, "You can't take a shower just after your fever subsided, and you haven't eaten yet, you'll feel dizzy. Let me wipe it for you, okay?"
Shen Wangshu hummed: "Okay."
Long Pingying said in a coaxing tone: "Then grandpa and I will bring you some food, okay?"
Shen Wangshu nodded: “Okay, thank you grandma, thank you grandpa.”
"We're all family, what's there to thank?"
As soon as Long Pingying left the ward, she couldn't help crying.
A tissue was handed to her and she reached out to wipe it.
Long Pingying whispered, "Wangshu must have dreamed that the bowl of noodles was splashed on his face, otherwise why would he cry out in pain? You must tell the school's board of directors that it's not enough to just expel that student; they must also publicly criticize him."
Long Pingying held her chest and said, "I'm heartbroken. I used to pamper Ling Yun and didn't want him to suffer. Now, you must tell your former subordinates to train Ling Yun well. If he doesn't die, then train him to death."
Gu Zhengde said: "I have already explained it."
"Tell me again."
"Okay, okay, don't feel bad. If my wife feels bad, I feel bad too."
"You're already so old, and you're still so disgusting."
"That's the truth."
As soon as the two old men left, only Shen Wangshu and Gu Qingyan were left in the ward.
Gu Qingyan wiped her body.
Throughout the whole process, Shen Wangshu was like a puppet, allowing Gu Qingyan to manipulate him.
Tell her to raise her hand if she wants, and turn around if she wants.
After wiping it, Gu Qingyan apologized: "I'm sorry."
Shen Wangshu was originally still immersed in his own thoughts.
Hearing this, she looked up at Gu Qingyan and nodded in confusion.
Gu Qingyan rubbed her brows and said, "I thought you said the fear factor was only 10%."
I didn't expect it to be so scary that I had a nightmare.
I feel so sorry for him.
Shen Wangshu didn't explain, she stretched out her arms: "Hug."
Gu Qingyan held her in his arms: "It's okay."
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