President Qi, I don't despise you

Cangye's current body is really not suitable for going out. It is winter in the upper city, and the weather is cold and wet. There are needle-like pains in the joints of the waist and legs. On the way back, he didn't want his son to worry, but just held on with.

When I got out of the car, I wanted to get off with a cane, but found that there was no strength in my waist, and it hurt to the bone when I moved a little bit. Song Yi hugged him down, knowing that his temperament did not put him in a wheelchair but hugged him directly. He entered the room, helped him to sit on the sofa, and Cang Cheng took the blanket to help him cover his waist and legs.

"Doctor Wang is bothering you."

Cangye knew that the boy must have been injured all over when he came back, so he asked the doctor to wait at home early on.

"come over."

Cang Cheng's complexion was also not very good, he was pale due to excessive blood loss, he didn't want his father to worry, but Cang Ye's attitude was unquestionable, he could only move over.

"Take off your clothes."

Cang Cheng hesitated to take off the outer clothes, but he still did not unbutton the shirt inside

"Dad, it's okay. I'll go in and fix it myself."

In the end, he raised his head and refused to say

Cangye wanted to say something, but before he could open his mouth, he choked out a light cough, and the pain from holding his waist was severe, and he broke out in a cold sweat instantly, his whole complexion turned gray.

"Youyou, you are obedient, don't make your father worry."

Song Yi sat beside Cangye, protecting his waist with his hands to help him gently follow his chest, raised his head and said to his son

Seeing his father like this, Cang Cheng immediately obeyed, took off his shirt, and just bandaged it hastily on the plane, the bandage from the gunshot wound on his shoulder was already bleeding out.

Cang Ye recognized the wound on his shoulder as a gunshot wound at a glance, and beckoned to him, Cang Cheng could only sit beside him, Cang Ye carefully unwound the bandage, the wound was still bleeding, he had never seen him in most of his life. I have suffered countless injuries, and I have suffered countless injuries, but seeing the injuries on the child's body, I still feel very distressed, so I hurriedly called the doctor over.

"It's just a penetrating wound from the pistol and it's fine."

Cang Cheng still smirked and comforted his father.

"You child, you still hide from me when you are injured, and you cry out when you are in pain."

Cang Cheng's temperament is really similar to Cang Ye's when he was young, even though his forehead was covered with sweat, he insisted on not saying a word.

Cangye held his son's hand, looking at his bloody shoulder and the knife wound on his arm was more painful than his own injury. No matter how strong he is, he is only a 21-year-old kid. How can he survive this day? Not scared or afraid of that?

Dr. Wang put sleeping ingredients into his painkillers. The child suffered too many injuries. At the end of the treatment, he couldn't hold on to the sofa and fell asleep. In the end, Song Yi carried his son back to the room. .

After returning, he sent Cang Ye back to his room. Cang Ye leaned on the head of the bed and looked at the photo album of Cang Cheng's childhood. Song Yi sat over and helped him gently press his legs.

"Aye, you've been tired all day too, go to bed earlier, Yuyou, then I'll watch."

"I can't sleep. Look at how fast the time is. At that time, I was still a little carrot, but now it has grown so big in a blink of an eye."

Cangye smiled and looked at Xiao Cangcheng who was smirking at him in the photo album.

"I know you love him. It's okay. Sooner or later he will grow up."

"Maybe I'm really old. Today I saw the wound on Youyou's body..."

Ao Ye put down the photo album in his hand and sighed

"Nonsense, how old are you? That's because the injury was on that brat's body. If it was on your body, you wouldn't even bat an eye."

Song Yi knew that this person's childhood was not happy, or that he had no childhood at all in a family like the Cang family, so he felt pain for Youyou to the bone, and in his heart, he wished to put all the good things in his heart. For him, since he was a child, he couldn't see his illness or injury. If Youyou hadn't insisted on going to K's training when he was 15 years old, he would probably be willing to let him go until he was an adult.

This time I suddenly saw the child hurt like this, and it was because of him, how could I feel better, how could I sleep well.

Cang Cheng had a fever at night, the two couldn't sit still, Cang Ye insisted on going to see him, Song Yi found a wheelchair and pushed him over, the person on the bed was flushed with fever, with such a severe trauma on his body, he had a fever It's normal, but the two of them panicked when they saw the child.

Cang Ye didn't trust anyone at this time, so he called Chu Qing directly. Chu Qing just asked where he went during the day from his own brat, and then received a call from Cang Ye, asking his son to stay with him at home After Mo Yuhui, he immediately grabbed the key to the medical equipment and went out.

When I came to Cang's house, I saw the two of them guarding the bed. Without saying a word, I went up to check it. He is good at trauma, especially gunshot wounds. He put down the equipment in his hand for a long time.

"Don't worry too much. It's nothing serious. It's just the inflammation caused by the trauma. He'll be fine after a while when he's young. I ordered some medicine for him, which has antipyretic ingredients. I'll have another bottle to replace it later."

Hearing what Chu Qing said, Cangye and Song Yi felt relieved. It was too late and they didn't stay with Chu Qing, and Chu Qing was also worried about Mo Yuhui at home, and went back after admonishing them.

Cang Cheng woke up in the morning and saw Song Yi sitting by the bed

"Daddy, why are you here?"

His voice was so hoarse after burning for half a night, Song Yi poured water from the thermos for him

"We are worried about you having a fever at night, so naturally we have to stay with you."

Song Yi's voice was very low, and he pointed to the side

Only then did Cang Cheng turn slightly and saw Cang Ye lying on the other side of the bed, he was still awake, last night Song Yi persuaded him not to go back to Cang Ye, so he could only help him to lie on the bed here, fortunately this bed is big enough.

Cang Ye didn't sleep well, and woke up when he heard some movement

"Youyou woke up? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

He wanted to support himself, Song Yi hurried over to help him.

"I'm fine, Dad, why don't you take a good rest?"

Looking at his haggard face, Cang Cheng couldn't help feeling guilty.

Cang Ye patted his hand to reassure him, after a while Song Yi pushed Cang Ye back to the room to wash up, luckily Cang Cheng hurt his left hand and washed it by himself, there is no problem at all.

These days when Cang Cheng was recuperating from his wounds seemed to be back when he was a child, the little dad went to work every day, and he stayed at home in his father's study and pestered him. Now he still pesters Cangye, but it has become pestering him to rest.

Cang Ye was very helpless, his son's injury seemed to have turned him into a big follower, as long as his phone and video sessions were longer, he would come over to grab the computer with a dark face. So, my family is not afraid of anyone, and can't control anyone, just like Youyou.

Now that the boy has grown up, he still has a way. During the day, he pesters Cangye to rest, and at night he never forgets to tell jokes to make him happy while persuading him to drink the traditional Chinese medicine that he never wanted to drink. In the hands of his own son.

[The author has something to say:]

Do pet sons only obey Mr. Cang?

I can't write enough of this kind of episode

Don't forget to collect Mozun and Mr. Mo

Mr. Mo changed

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