After divorcing the slag dog, he joined a wealthy family

Lin Luo didn't hear the indifference in Ji Shiqian's tone, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, leaned against the wall of the bathroom, looked at Ji Shiqian who was wiping his face and asked:

"Going before dawn? You don't have breakfast?"

After Ji Shiqian washed his face, he turned around and hugged Lin Luo. He was much stronger than Lin Luo, and he hugged Lin Luo into his arms in one lap.

"No, I'll go to the company to eat."

The voice was muffled, with a bit of coquettishness.

Lin Luo pursed her lips and smiled, then raised her hand to touch Ji Shiqian's slightly blown hair on the back of his head.

"Then come back for lunch?"

"Well, wait for me to come back."

Lin Luo let go of him, turned and went back to the bedroom, took out a suit from the closet, and chose another tie. Lin Luo liked to tie Ji Shiqian's tie very much, because in this way the two could feel close and feel each other's breath.

Ji Shiqian looked down at Lin Luo who was seriously putting on his tie, and reached out to touch his thin chin.

"A good wife and mother."

Lin Luo glanced at him, and straightened his collar after finishing his tie, "Okay, let's go."

Lin Luo sent him all the way to the door, and only turned back after watching him drive the car away.

At this time, it was dawn, and Lin Luo couldn't fall asleep after waking up. He carefully carried An An out of the crib and put her on the bed.

An An, who was sleeping soundly, looked very good, with a chubby little face, and the corners of her mouth were glistening with wet saliva.

Thinking that Lu Yixuan would compete with him for the custody of An An, Lin Luo frowned uncomfortably.

He sat up and couldn't sleep, so he went to the kitchen to make porridge.

The confinement wife got up on time to cook, but she smelled the aroma of rice before she even got to the restaurant.She hurried over and saw Lin Luo wearing an apron and holding a spoon in his hand, tasting.

"Mr. Lin, why did you get up so early today?" Yue Yue was a little surprised and even more embarrassed, "Let me do it."

Lin Luo: "It's okay, Mrs. Wang, go to the bedroom to see if An An is awake. When he wakes up, pick him up and get dressed."

"Ok."

Lin Luo turned off the fire and took out the bowl. At this moment, Yuesao hurried over.

"Mr. Lin, An An seems to have a fever."

Lin Luo froze suddenly, her heart shrank, her face turned pale instantly, and her back was dripping with cold sweat.

An'an on the bed, with a flushed face, looked very pitiful. At this time, he was already awake, with a puckered mouth and watery eyes, as if he was about to cry.

"Ah... Dad—" An An, who saw Lin Luo, blinked her tearful eyes and called out hoarsely.

Lin Luo felt very distressed when she heard it, and stepped over in a few steps, hugging An An tightly into her arms.

Only then did he realize that An An's body temperature was burning hot.

He was really too careless, why didn't he find out before?How did he become the father of a child!

Lin Luo frowned with self-blame, "An An, be good, dad will take you to the hospital."

The seven-month-old An An curled up in his father's arms, holding his father's clothes tightly with his small hands, and resting his head on his father's chest, as if this would make him feel better.

Lin Luo wrapped An An in a piece of clothing and walked out without stopping for a moment. The confinement wife also hurried to call the driver.

The car soon stopped at the entrance of the villa. While coaxing An An, Lin Luo turned around and said to Yue Yue, "Sister-in-law Wang, I can go alone. You stay at home and prepare lunch. Ji Shiqian will come back for lunch today."

"Okay, Mr. Lin." The confinement wife is also very worried about An An. After all, she has been taking care of her for the past month. Lin Luo told her not to go with her, so she can only stay in the villa, praying in her heart, hoping that the child will be just Just a common cold, nothing wrong.

The car soon drove to C City Children's Hospital. At the hospital, Lin Luo went to the department and took the child into a diagnosis room.

"Doctor, how is my son?"

The doctor clicked a few times on the computer, prescribed some medicine and said, "The child has a viral cold, and I prescribed some medicine, but since the child is only seven months old and has relatively low resistance, I suggest you send the child to the hospital for observation. Only when the fever subsides and the illness recovers does it go out.”

After hearing what the doctor said, Lin Luo didn't dare to neglect, and immediately went through the admission procedures.

After being admitted to the ward, the nurse took medicine and prepared to give An An an injection.

Although An An had never had an injection, he was terrified when he saw such a sharp thing, so he shrank his neck and hid in Lin Luo's arms.

Seeing the nurse walking towards him holding the needle, she was even more frightened and cried and screamed. Her small hands grabbed Lin Luo's collar vigorously, and her feet kept kicking.

Lin Luo could only hug An An tightly and keep him from moving.

"An An, be good, just get the injection." Lin Luo patted An An's back lightly, coaxing softly.

An An was still crying, waving her little hands around.

The nurse was a little helpless, and she didn't dare to do anything. She couldn't beat the child when it was moving around like this.

"Sir, you have to control the child's upper body and don't let him move around, or I won't be able to get the injection."

Lin Luo said sorry, but she could only use a brutal method to let An An lie on her lap, control An An's arm with one hand, and control her leg with the other hand.

Lin Luo urged: "Okay, call now."

The nurse searched An An's arm for a long time before finding a clearly visible vein, then carefully pushed the needle in, and then put on the medical tape.

An An hissed and cried bitterly, hearing the child cry so sadly, Lin Luo felt more and more uncomfortable.

"Okay, the beating is over, stop crying." Lin Luo hugged An An, coaxing her patiently.

An An cried very sadly, her little face was flushed from crying, and her tears were still streaming.

It took a while to finally stop crying. He pouted his little mouth in grievance, lying in his father's arms, obediently looking very weak, and he didn't even have the strength to clenched his little hands.

He coughed two more times, and all the snot and saliva rubbed on Lin Luo's shoulders and got wet.

Seeing that An An was completely quiet, Lin Luo hugged him and carefully placed him on the bed.

An An was sleeping on the bed, holding her father's finger with her little hand, and kept looking at her father.

Lin Luo was sitting on the hospital bed, waiting for An An, with distressed and haggard eyes.

Since An An was born, she has never been sick and hospitalized. This is the first time An An has been hospitalized.

"I'm sorry An'an, if Dad found out early and paid more attention, you wouldn't be sick." Lin Luo looked at her son, feeling as if she was being bitten by something, very uncomfortable.

And An An couldn't understand what Dad said, he just looked at Dad with wide watery eyes.

"I'm sorry..." Lin Luo's hand fell on An An's red face, "It's my father's fault." His voice was very low, and his eyes were full of deep guilt.

An An pursed her mouth, and held Lin Luo's hand tightly with her milky little hands. He felt uncomfortable, or he felt uncomfortable seeing his father feel uncomfortable.

Lin Luo accompanied An An to the hospital, and it was eleven o'clock in the afternoon. Then he remembered to call Ji Shiqian and tell him that An An was sick and he would not go home for dinner.

Lin Luo took out the mobile phone from the bag, lowered her eyelids, and pressed the number. When she pressed the fourth digit, Ji Shiqian's number popped up.

Lin Luo dialed, and the phone rang a few times before it was connected, and a gentle and magnetic voice came from it.

"Luo Luo, what's wrong?"

Lin Luo asked, "Are you off work?"

After a few seconds of silence, the other party replied, "Well, it's off."

"Then you come back early for dinner. I asked Yue Yue to prepare it. I'm in the hospital today, so I won't..."

Before Lin Luo finished speaking, she vaguely heard a very vague voice from the microphone.

"Old Ji, I ordered your favorite boiled fish... Hurry up and finish the phone call, or it will be cold."