Dear Mr. Shi

Seeing that the child was crying and seemed to be back to normal, the doctor raised his eyes and said softly to her: "Don't worry, the child is okay, but he has a little fever. It was delivered in time. He received a fever-reducing injection and took medicine. Good care will soon be restored, but it needs to be observed, so the child has to stay in the clinic temporarily..."

"Thank you, doctor," Song Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, but she was in a bad mood all the time, thinking that it was because of her feeling that she had a high fever.

The doctor seemed to know Shi Yuhan. When she sat next to her and looked at the baby, the two of them walked aside and didn't know what they were saying quietly. The doctor suddenly took a deep look at Song Qinghuan and then grinned. It seems thoughtful.

Shi Yuhan raised his wrist to check the time, walked to Song Qinghuan, put his hand on her shoulder again, and said with relief, "Don't worry too much, the doctor said, the child is fine."

His words made Song Qinghuan's serious expression a little lax, but he still had mixed feelings in his heart.

"Blame me!" She sighed, her eyes still unable to move away from the baby, as if the little guy would disappear at any time.

"Don't blame you, blame me!" Shi Yuhan said softly.

Song Qinghuan snorted and turned his head to look at him angrily: "You should really be blamed, sending..." Yu Guang saw the doctor's gaze, staring at her and Shi Yuhan weirdly.

She blushed and coughed awkwardly, then lowered her voice: "Love does not depend on the time!"

Shi Yuhan narrowed his eyes and moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but he noticed that the doctor had been staring at this side with high alertness, and he said nothing after thinking about it.

At noon, Dingbao was still getting the injection. She and Shi Yuhan came out for dinner. The doctor took care of the baby and lent them the car so that they could go home to take care of the baby soon after eating. He also had to go home for dinner.

They arrived at the western restaurant of the resort. Song Qinghuan and Shi Yuhan sat in the VIP seats with vegetables in the middle.

Song Qinghuan had a worried look, stirring the water in the cup again and again, without any appetite.

Shi Yuhan took a sip of water and fixedly looked at her: "Don't think too much, the child is fine, you eat this."

After speaking, he used his chopsticks to pick up a piece of fish and put it in Song Qinghuan's bowl.

She usually likes to eat fish the most, but today's fish hasn't moved a bit, it seems that she hasn't moved any dishes.

Song Qinghuan pouted and glanced at him reproachfully: "Shi Yuhan, it's all for you, if you weren't like that yesterday, I can look at the baby, so there will be no fever."

Obviously, I was immune to her complaints, Shi Yuhan looked down, as if he could not hear the same.

But it doesn't mean that he doesn't know that the child's fever is because of him and Song Qinghuan.

So he has ordered that no matter what, let the child recover healthily.

However, after this incident, he suddenly regretted it. Why did he decide to have children yesterday? It wasn't that he didn't like children. As before, he didn't want to have children anymore.

It was because he felt that Song Qinghuan was still young. He and Song Qinghuan hadn't been together for long. It seemed that he should have lived with Song Qinghuan in the two worlds before having children.

After Song Qinghuan complained, he said in a low voice: "The baby's mother doesn't know when she will come back. If she knows that the baby is sick, I might be worried to death."