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"Teacher Qi...cough cough...don't you sleep..."

"When you fall asleep, I will sleep."

"Well."

Lu Wei closed her eyes obediently, coughing and coughing, Qi Yan dimmed the light of the desk lamp, lifted the quilt and sat on the left side of the bed, picked up the phone, and quietly took a short video of her.

Open the WeChat and send it to Lu Zhiqiao.

【Lu Wei has a fever, it is mild pneumonia, I took her to the hospital for an injection, and now she is at my home, just took the medicine and fell asleep】

【The situation is stable, don't worry】

After much deliberation, Qi Yan subconsciously felt that Lu Zhiqiao was not the kind of parent who would make trouble for no reason, but she should always let the other party know when the child is sick. She will be able to see it in the early morning and tomorrow morning.

I don't know when, the coughing stopped, and the sound of even breathing gradually came from around me...

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The next morning, Qi Yan was awakened by the phone ringing.

She grabbed the phone and looked at it. The caller showed "Joe", and her chaotic mind suddenly woke up. Before she got connected, she had time to speak, and next to her ear was Lu Zhiqiao's anxious voice: "Mr. Qi, I'm at your door..."

"I'll come right away."

After Qi Yan finished speaking, he hung up, got up quickly, and pulled on his slippers to open the door.

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Opening the door, Lu Zhiqiao stood outside with a tired expression and messy hair.

"Mr. Qi—" She let go of the suitcase lever in her hand, grabbed Qi Yan's wrist, her bloodshot eyes showed worry, "How is Niuniu?"

Seeing this person's calm and calm appearance, it was the first time that he was in such a mess, Qi Yan was so surprised that he came back to his senses after a while, held her hand instead, and said in a warm voice: "The fever has subsided, and it is still there." Sleep, go in and take a look." After speaking, he pointed to his room.

Lu Zhiqiao's hands were cold, and her whole body was covered with the smell of wind and frost. She didn't care about being polite at all, changed her shoes, and rushed into the big bedroom eagerly.A gust of cool wind poured into the room following her movements, Qi Yan shivered, and brought the suitcase outside.

The room was a little dark because the curtains hadn't been opened yet. The girl lay on her side and curled up under the quilt with her eyes closed and breathing evenly. She didn't seem to be disturbed by the outside world and slept soundly.

Lu Zhiqiao gently sat on the side of the bed, reaching out her hand to touch her daughter's face, when she remembered that her hand was too cold, she drew back, put it on her neck and covered it, and only caressed the child's tender face when it was warmed up , moving a little to the forehead.

Without the scalding temperature as expected, she let out a long breath, and the heart hanging in her throat was finally put back into her stomach.

Qi Yan leaned against the door, staring silently, saw her put her hand on her neck and covered it for a while before touching the child, saw her slender eyelashes trembling weakly in the dim light, saw the corners of her mouth raised little by little, The thin lips parted slightly to exhale, but she couldn't see the emotion in her eyes.

She walked over lightly, squatted beside Lu Zhiqiao, but her eyes fell on the girl's face, and she whispered: "The temperature has dropped these days, and many children in the class have caught colds. Lu Wei may have been infected. I ran into her yesterday afternoon." Back from piano lessons..."

Briefly talked about the general situation, and skipped the entanglement in her heart at that time.

"I'm not qualified to judge anyone, but the child is so young, it's really inappropriate for you to leave her alone at home." Qi Yan's voice was very soft, but it was a tone of complaint.

Lu Zhiqiao listened quietly, frowning, her eyes were full of guilt and self-blame, she took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry..." Apologizing to Qi Yan, and also to the child for causing trouble, For neglecting to take care of myself.

Lu Wei in her sleep moved, coughed twice, a low|whisper came out of her throat, and then slowly opened her eyes.

"Mother……"

Her thoughts were interrupted by this hoarse and weak voice, Lu Zhiqiao raised her eyes to look at her daughter, her eyes softened instantly, and she was overjoyed: "Niuniu... Mom is back..." She leaned over and kissed her daughter's forehead, her voice trembling, " Are you still suffering?"

The girl drooped her eyelids, shook her head, coughed intermittently, took out her two little hands from under the quilt, stretched them towards her, and muttered, "Mom, hug."

A sick child is fragile, as a mother, Lu Zhiqiao couldn't stand such a coquettish behavior, her heart was so soft that she hurriedly went up to her and hugged her into her arms, then pulled the quilt to cover her tightly.

"Cough cough...cough..." Lu Wei wanted to speak but kept coughing. After a while, her face flushed and she hugged her mother's neck tightly.

Lu Zhiqiao blamed herself more and more, patted her daughter's back lightly, pressed her cheek against her forehead, "I'm sorry, baby, it's my mother's fault..."