President Qi, I don't despise you

Shen Jinyu's child's nickname is Xiaoputao, and the name was given by Shen's mother. She said that there is already a small glutinous rice ball at home, and it would be nice to have another little grape.

Little Putao didn't know if he really followed his little father, since he could walk, he climbed up and took poles, almost without a moment's rest, and even Qi Muye, who was always indifferent, sometimes shook his head and couldn't help it.

His hobbies are very specific. For example, playing Lego, as long as he can't make it, he will keep doing it. During this period, he will never look at other toys.

In Shen Dashao's words, he is like him, dedicated.

Recently, Xiao Putao fell in love with setting off firecrackers and setting off flowers, because he became addicted to setting off too many firecrackers a while ago. Fortunately, there is no restriction on setting off firecrackers in the suburbs of Shangcheng.

Recently, as long as Xiao Putao is out of school, he asks his little daddy to take him to set off cannons. Qi Muye's body has been finely cultivated by Shen Yan for the past two years, but after all, where is the foundation of the body, you still have to pay attention to it this winter. , so Shen Yan didn't let him go out, so he let him watch Little Putao's cannons in the room through the window.

Years later, the kindergarten started, but it may be because of the change of seasons that many children in the kindergarten caught a cold. This time the flu was very serious and many children had high fevers.

After Shen Yan finished his work in the afternoon, he drove to Tianmu. The employees of Tianmu were already familiar with him, so Shen Yan went directly to Qi Muye's office on the [-]th floor.

Qi Muye wore a dark gray sweater over his white shirt, and was sitting behind the desk approving documents. Sure enough, the man at work was the most attractive. Shen Yan couldn't get enough of this picture no matter how many times he looked at it.

Hearing the door open, Qi Muye raised his head, and saw Shen Yan standing there leaning against the door frame.

"Why is it so early today?"

Qi Muye smiled and waved at him

"I had a meeting in the afternoon and came to pick you up if I had nothing to do."

Shen Yan stood behind his chair and helped him squeeze his shoulders

Qi Muye patted Ke Ke's hand and said

"Little Putao's kindergarten seems to have caught a lot of colds recently, so I thought I'd ask him for two days off."

Shen Yan turned around and sat on the table, nodded after listening to it, and before he could say anything, Qi Muye's cell phone rang, yes, it was from the kindergarten teacher, and when he hung up the phone, his expression changed

"Little Putao has a fever, let's go to kindergarten."

Qi Muye's voice was unusually flustered, and he stood up on the seat, his eyes were dark, and his body was about to lean back. Shen Yan quickly supported the man, and helped him run along his chest

"Okay, take your time."

Qi Muye slowed down and took one of the coats to go out, Shen Yan could only help him out, the staff at the sky screen at the door rarely saw the panicked look on the CEO's face.

Qi Muye loved Little Putao to the bottom of his bones, and was afraid that the child would get sick, Shen Yan persuaded the people around him while driving, he couldn't stand being anxious.

When I went there, the teacher was accompanying Little Putao, and the little guy was flushed from the heat

"Recently, the flu is quite serious, so the body temperature is taken at noon and afternoon. It is normal at noon, and I have a fever when I take the test in the afternoon."

Seeing the two fathers coming, the little guy opened his arms to hug him. Qi Muye was so distressed, he quickly hugged the child in his arms.

"It's okay, dad is here, little putao."

Qi Muye touched the child's forehead distressedly, stroked his hair lightly, Shen Yan and the teacher said a few words before taking them to the hospital in the car.

The teacher gave a thermometer before leaving, Qi Muye sat in the back seat with the child in his arms, clamped the thermometer on him, Little Putao hugged Qi Muye's arms with a red face and closed eyes, Qi Muye gently He patted and coaxed him, and when the time came, he took out the thermometer.

"38 degrees 6."

Shen Yan became anxious after hearing this, and drove quickly on the elevated highway, and went to the emergency room directly at the Children's Hospital.

The doctor took the child to take X-rays and do laboratory tests, Shen Yan supported Qi Muye to sit on a chair beside him, softly persuading him not to worry.

The doctor came out, and the two rushed to meet him.

"Mycoplasma infection, according to the film of the lungs, it is pneumonia, first take medicine to reduce the fever, you go through the hospitalization procedures."

"The child was fine in the morning, why did he suddenly develop pneumonia?"

Qi Muye turned pale when he heard the news.

"The viral pneumonia epidemic in children has been very serious recently. You can see that most of the people who come and go here have this symptom. Don't be too anxious to go through the formalities first."

The doctor also sighed, the children's hospital was overcrowded before this season.

Shen Yan went to go through the formalities, leaving Qi Muye to accompany the child.

The doctor came over and gave him a fever-reducing needle, and stuck it on his buttocks. Little Grape was so dizzy from burning, he was usually most afraid of getting an injection, and he didn't cry this time, only moaned a few times during the injection, and Qi Muye quickly patted Coax.

The nurse came over to put the drip on him, and Qi Muye kept holding his hand.

"This kind of pneumonia in children is easy to recur at night, but you can't use too much antipyretics. There will be nurses to monitor at night. If the body temperature is below 38 degrees, rub your body with wine to try to cool down physically."

Qi Muye nodded, and Shen Yan just finished the formalities and came in, seeing the usually cheerful naughty ghost with a listless look, he also felt distressed, sitting on the other side and holding the little guy's hand.

It took three bottles for the drip to end, and Shen Yan carried him to the toilet four or five times, and the little guy didn't wake up until after seven o'clock in the evening.

"dad."

The soft nasal tone made Qi Muye and Shen Yan feel distressed.

"Father is here, little Putao is good."

Qi Muye smiled and softly coaxed the child.

"Dad, I'm hot."

Qi Muye hurriedly called the nurse, it was 38 degrees, and finally decided to use alcohol to cool down, and if it didn't return, he would use medicine.

Shen Yan took off the child's clothes, the two took alcohol, one rubbed his arms and the other rubbed his legs, after busy for 10 minutes, the temperature finally dropped a little.

Little Putao was a little confused, and she was still muttering about French fries and chicken legs, which made Shen Yan dumbfounded.

"Hey, get well, Dad will take you to eat."

The two of them seldom take their children to eat fried food, and now Qi Muye is feeling distressed, and now he is still muttering that he really wants to eat, so he holds the little one in his arms and comforts him.

Qi Muye's face was very tired, but he still guarded the child and refused to rest, Shen Yan had no choice but to tell him to take the medicine on time and guard the two of them.

It wasn't until early in the morning that the temperature really dropped. Qi Muye leaned back on the chair and finally showed a relaxed smile on his face. Shen Yan couldn't help but hug him to the bed beside him. This person's heart couldn't stand staying up all night.

"Go to sleep for a while, his fever has subsided, and I'll be fine."

Shen Yan sat by the bed and persuaded him

"Wake me up if something happens."

Only then did Qi Muye fell into a drowsy sleep.

[The author has something to say:]

Poor parents in the world

Mr. Qi, who was calm and calm before Mount Tai collapsed, was most afraid that his children would get sick

Let's go see Mozun and Yundi

I feel so few people

And next door "Mr. Mo is really fragrant"

I'm considering whether to write two chapters or not about three children growing up and being filial to their fathers haha

By the way, these kids grow up just like you, what do they do?

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