On the day of the blind date, I had a flash marriage with a wealthy man

That night, Qiao Qiao worked overtime at the company.

Sister Fang said that An An suddenly had a fever of 40 degrees, which scared her to the hospital.

Stop the car.

From the parking lot to the infusion hall, she ran over in one breath.

Running out of breath.

When I saw little An'an, who was more than two months old, being carefully hugged by He Qidong and infused with fluid, my heart almost broke.

So big and small.

Hands are so small.

The blood vessels are so thin.

When the infusion needle goes in, the little one must be very painful.

When I walked over, I saw that although Xiao An'an was asleep, her eyelashes were wet.

It must have been crying in pain when the needle was inserted.

She hurriedly squatted in front of Xiao An'an.

He Qidong made a 'shush' gesture, "Just fell asleep, keep your voice down."

She reached out to Xiao An'an and lowered her voice, "Let me hug you."

"I haven't fallen asleep yet, and I will definitely wake up again if I change hands. Let me hold you." He Qidong also lowered his voice.

Fortunately, He Qidong was there.

Otherwise, Sister Fang can't handle it by herself.

He Qidong holds the baby very skillfully, with his arms around Xiao An'an like a boat, full of security.

No wonder the little cute baby who was infused with fluid fell asleep in his arms.

At this time, Sister Fang brought a small warm water bag.

He Qidong took it and placed it under the little hand of the little cute baby who was infused with the infusion.

He said, "The infusion is cold. I'm afraid that An'an will be cold. Use this to warm her up."

"A Dong, you are so careful." Qiao Qiao was grateful from the bottom of her heart, "Thank you."

He Qidong: "Telling me thank you is too alien."

"What did the doctor say, why did An An suddenly have a fever?" Qiao Qiao asked about the situation of the little cute baby.

He Qidong frowned and said:

"I didn't want An An to be infused. After all, the infusions are all antibiotics, which is not good for the child's health."

"But An'an had a fever of 40 degrees, and if she didn't infuse, she was afraid of pneumonia and brain damage, so I decided to ask the doctor to prescribe an infusion needle."

"Don't worry, this pediatrician was arranged by the director of the hospital by Shanglu, and it is very reliable."

"However, due to the recent climate change, too many children are sick, the pediatric department is full, and there are no beds for the time being, so we can only squeeze in the infusion hall.

Qiao Qiao choked for breath, "Did you tell Shanglu?"

He Qidong hummed, and said:

"You know, I'm just writing software and programming, and I don't have as many contacts as Shanglu."

"Shang Lu is An An's father. If An An is sick, he should be told. He should be on his way here."

Qiaoqiao is willing to let Shanglu participate in An'an's growth.

Even though she said so to Shang Lu, Shang Lu would come over soon, which made her a little uneasy.

He Qidong took in all the subtle changes in her eyes.

But he said nothing.

After chasing her for so long, he never wanted to put any pressure on her.

It was because he knew her state of mind.

Qiao Qiao seemed to nod simply, "Okay, as soon as he comes."

On the way there, something happened to Shang Lu.

Because he was driving fast, his car bumped into a drunk driver who was drunk.

People are fine, but time is delayed.

At this time, it was already past one o'clock at night.

Sister Fang was called back to rest by Qiao Qiao. After all, she had to take care of the child tomorrow.

She and He Qidong were left to take care of An An in the hospital together.

Sitting on a chair in the infusion hall, Qiao Qiao was a little tired.

Unknowingly, he closed his eyes and dozed off.

His head sank, and he leaned on the shoulder of He Qidong next to him without hesitation.

Fearing that her head would fall off, He Qidong carefully pulled out a hand from the cute baby's body, stroked her head, and made her lean more firmly.

Then he looked sideways, and while holding the little cute baby who was infused with fluid, he looked at her.

She was only 20 years old when she left her.

Still a young girl full of youth.

There are not so many vicissitudes on the face.

Now at the age of 30, she is still beautiful, but her temperament and eyes seem to have experienced many ups and downs, and she is no longer so youthful.

He Qidong is also a person who has walked through the gate of hell once.

Qiao Qiao leaned on his shoulder, and he cherished this moment of warmth more than ordinary people.

He knew that this moment was precious.

He looked at Qiao Qiao with tenderness in his eyes.

I really want time to stay at this moment, and the hour hand will never move again.

far away.

A pair of icy eyes looked over.

Seeing Qiao Qiao's head resting on He Qidong's shoulder naturally, Shanglu's tall and tall figure collapsed.

His eyes turned from bright to dark, painful and frustrated.

He walked over.

Lifting his lips, "..."

"Hush!" He Qidong gestured for silence, and said in a low voice, "The mother and daughter are both asleep. Keep your voice down."

Shanglu was full of anger.

Of course he knew that both mother and daughter were asleep.

One is his former wife and the other is his biological daughter.

But both of them were taken care of by another man, one was leaning on He Qidong's shoulder and the other was in He Qidong's arms.

He became a lemon tree in place.

The pestle is there, sour, so sour.

But he listened to He Qidong very much, lowered his voice, and asked about An'an's situation.

He Qidong whispered the situation.

Knowing that An An was fine, Shang Lu breathed a sigh of relief.

But seeing his wife leaning her whole head on He Qidong's shoulder affectionately, it was not pleasant no matter how you looked at it.

Oh!

He forgot.

She is no longer his wife.

But no matter how you look at it, how can you be angry.

Nest full of fire.

He looked at He Qidong and asked in a low voice, "Are you and Qiaoqiao together?"

"Have you asked Qiao Qiao?" He Qidong asked back, "How did she tell you?"

Qiao Qiao asked him not to ask about her love life.

How could Shanglu have the face to say Qiaoqiao's attitude towards him?

He fell silent.

This topic ends here.

In fact, Qiao Qiao had already woken up half a minute ago.

Hearing Phytolaca's voice, she pretended to continue sleeping.

I feel very uncomfortable.

The child who happened to have an infusion behind him cried loudly.

She took the opportunity to open her eyes.

"What time is it, when did you come here?" She looked at Shanglu.

He Qidong took care of his wife and daughter, and Shanglu felt like an outsider.

When she spoke, she was also polite, "It's past two o'clock in the middle of the night, and An'an will finish her infusion later, and I'll take you back home."

Qiao Qiao said indifferently, "No need, A Dong lives upstairs from me now, I just go back with him."

In words, she always kept a distance from Shanglu.

This sense of distance is like a sharp blade.

Piercing Shanglu's heart.

He Qidong is a very knowledgeable person.

At this time, he was caught between them, which was not good.

He carefully handed An An into Qiao Qiao's arms, "It's almost over, I'll call the nurse."

Get up and walk away.

Let the two have a chat alone.

Shanglu looked at her and insisted, "I'll take you mother and daughter back later."

Qiao Qiao was still alienated, "It's really unnecessary, waking you up in the middle of the night and asking you to help with the hospital relationship is enough to bother you."

"..." Shanglu, who was on fire in his heart, finally burst out, "Qiaoqiao, can you stop treating me as an outsider, and don't talk to me in such a polite and polite tone?"

Qiao Qiao paused.

There was a sudden desolation in my heart.

She smiled bitterly: "Mr. Shang, what tone should I use to talk to you?"