After wearing books, I rely on live broadcast to raise cubs

The people in the villa who ate a hot pot meal are all satisfied. After eating this hot pot, what is it that they ate before?

Even Zhuo Jingyan could not help but hiss.

Obviously, Song Zhaoyou cooked some dishes for him alone, but Zhuo Jingyan's eyes were always lingering on the gurgling hot pot. Of course, he also dipped in the non-spicy dishes that Song Zhao specially cooked for him, and he was very proud of it in front of him. Zhuo Shaofan ate the noodles one bite at a time.

"My hot pot base is very convenient. It can be cooked by boiling water. Do you want to send some to my baby's grandparents? But it's a bit spicy. I don't know if they can eat it." Looking at Zhuo Shaofan eating So happy, Song Zhaodao.

Zhuo Shaofan: "Well, you can send some back. You can ask the driver to take you back tomorrow."

His mother seems to like Song Zhao quite a lot. In this case, let Song Zhao send him there. He has a few meetings to hold tomorrow, so he won't go back.

While talking, Zhuo Shaofan continued to scoop up meat from the pot and asked Song Zhao to order another dish.

Song Zhao: "Should I send it back?" That's somewhat embarrassing.

Zhuo Shaofan: "Is there a problem with sending you back? Don't forget, you are Mrs. Zhuo." Zhuo Shaofan raised his eyebrows.

Song Zhao: "..."

Song Zhao: "Okay, then tomorrow I will pick up the baby from school early and go with the baby. His grandparents have not seen the little guy for a long time." With the little guy around, it shouldn't be very embarrassing.

The original plan was very good, but who knew that the little guy suddenly caught fire in the middle of the night.

Song Zhao didn't know at first, he was sleeping deeply, and it was because the little guy had a fever and was uncomfortable, and he woke up Song Zhao by humming while sleeping.

Song Zhao felt in a daze that he was holding a small stove. Although the weather had started to get cold, it was not enough to hug the stove. Song Zhao opened his eyes in a daze and found that it was the little guy who kept on whimpering. drill into his arms.

Song Zhao sat up and was about to hug the little guy and put him in the middle, or he would be squeezed out of the bed. Who knows, he found out that the little guy's forehead was so hot that he could fry an egg.

Song Zhao quickly turned on the night light by the bed, and then turned on the headlight in the room.

He even forgot that the nurse had explained during the vaccination during the day that some babies may have a fever when they go back home after vaccination, but there is no need to worry too much. Some vaccine reactions will go away on their own after a day or so.

Song Zhao opened the door to find Butler Jiang, and asked where Butler Jiang kept his thermometer.

The little guy was so energetic during the day, and he was still hissing while eating hot pot at night. This energetic appearance made him forget that children would respond to vaccinations.

Zhuo Shaofan hasn't had a good sleep since he was "thrown" back to sleep in his master bedroom the day before yesterday. He heard noises outside and Song Zhao's voice, so he got up and opened the door.

Song Zhao and Jiang Butler came over with a thermometer, and saw Zhuo Shaofan open the door before entering the room.

Song Zhao: "Brother Shaofan, the little guy has a fever." Almost forgot about Zhuo Shaofan's real father.

Zhuo Shaofan: "Have a fever? Why do you have a fever?" This was the first time Zhuo Shaofan heard that Zhuo Jingyan felt unwell.

Song Zhao: "It should be a normal reaction to the vaccination. I am going to take his temperature."

Zhuo Shaofan left the master bedroom and went into his room with Song Zhao, not forgetting to ask Butler Jiang to call the family doctor.

The little guy woke up too, because he had a fever and felt uncomfortable, and Song Zhao was not there when he just woke up. He felt a little wronged, his eyes were red, but he didn't cry. When he saw Song Zhao coming, he pursed his mouth: " Little dad, where have you been, the baby can't find you." Song Zhao's heart ached so much for that aggrieved look.

Song Zhao quickly went to the bed and hugged the little guy up: "Baby is awake? I'm going to get you a thermometer. Is baby not feeling well? Let's take the temperature, shall we?" Song Zhao skillfully hugged the little guy Into his arms and patted gently.

Zhuo Jingyan held Song Zhao's hand tightly, for fear that Song Zhao would leave again.

"It hurts, my whole body hurts, and I don't have any strength." The little guy couldn't describe it, anyway, he felt uncomfortable all over his body.

Song Zhao threw down the thermometer: "Come on baby, let's clamp the thermometer and see how many degrees it is. Don't be afraid, baby. Zhao Zhao is always with baby."

The little guy was listless because of the fever. When he saw Zhuo Shaofan coming in, he honestly called out to his father, and then nestled obediently in Song Zhao's arms.

Seeing the leather jacket that was usually arrogant and leaking to him from time to time turned into this sluggish look, Zhuo Shaofan felt a little weird in his heart, and a kind of distressed thought slowly spread.

Zhuo Shaofan also sat down by the bed and reached out to touch the little guy's forehead.

Zhuo Jingyan just looked up at Zhuo Shaofan's movements, and didn't bother to touch his hand away, and he was sick, and he wanted his father to be by his side.

Zhuo Shaofan sat by the bed, watching Song Zhao hugging Zhuo Jingyan and coaxing him softly, his heart gradually became hot. He remembered what Jiang Steward said in the community hospital during the day that they were like a family.

In fact, if this is the case, it seems to be quite good, and he doesn't seem to have any resistance, does he?

Zhuo Shaofan: "You seem to be very proficient in taking care of children." Zhuo Shaofan had nothing to say.

Song Zhao looked up at him: "What are you talking about, where did I come from? Orphanages, orphanages lack everything, the most important thing is all kinds of children who are..., the children I come into contact with, and the children I take care of. gone?"

Song Zhao felt that Zhuo Shaofan's question was somewhat idiotic.

Zhuo Shaofan: "..."

A few minutes later, Song Zhao took out the thermometer from the little guy's armpit, it was 38 degrees 3, which was a bit high.

The little guy: "Little Daddy, I'll take a look too." Although Song Zhao looked at the thermometer seriously, the little guy wanted to see it even though he was not energetic.

Song Zhao: "Do you understand?"

The little guy shook his head honestly: "I don't understand, but my little dad read it, so I want to read it too."

Song Zhao: "..."

Zhuo Shaofan: "..."

In the end, I showed it to the little guy. Although he couldn't understand it, the little guy expressed his satisfaction.

Not long after, the doctor came. Before the doctor came, Song Zhao physically cooled the little guy, wiped the little guy with warm water, and drank a large glass of warm water.

Song Zhao wiped it for him, and the little guy enjoyed it quite a bit. Zhao Zhao really cared for him when he was sick. Although it was a bit uncomfortable, he was also very happy.

When the doctor arrived, he took his temperature again, and the temperature dropped a little, to 38 degrees.

Zhuo Shaofan: "Do you need an injection?"

When he heard that an injection was about to be given, the little guy became visibly nervous. He grabbed Song Zhao's hand and wanted to say no, but then he thought of the young lady he saw at the hospital during the day. She was so brave when she got the injection, and the little guy was discouraged again. He also said that he had to be brave, but the injection was really scary, he was afraid.

Song Zhao: "Do you need an injection? 38 degrees is not very high." Song Zhao has taken care of so many children in orphanages, and of course there are also cases of fever. Generally speaking, no medicine is given below 38 degrees. To lower the temperature, after all, if you have a fever, take an injection once and take medicine once, it is not good for the child, and the resistance has dropped.

Family doctor: "You don't need to take the vaccine. I have been vaccinated during the day, but I have a fever or a vaccine reaction at night. I think the young master is in good spirits. Physical cooling is enough. The fever should be gone tomorrow. I should have antipyretic stickers at home, right? This is also possible."

So after tossing for more than an hour, the little guy fell asleep again after putting on the cooling stickers.

Zhuo Shaofan didn't leave now, he said he wanted to take care of Zhuo Jingyan with Song Zhao, so he also slept in this room.

Zhuo Jingyan woke up early the next morning, but when he woke up, the two adults who had been tossing all night were still asleep. Zhuo Jingyan sat up from the bed, looked at Song Zhao who was sleeping on his right, and looked at Song Zhao again. Zhuo Shaofan, who was sleeping on the left, laughed happily.

Then he reached out and touched Song Zhao's face, and then Zhuo Shaofan's. It turns out that being sick is not all a bad thing.

Woke up by the little guy, the two of them looked at each other, they were fine, they didn't need to take their body temperature to know that the monkey had recovered from its illness.

Yes, the little guy has no fever, but thinking that he was not feeling well yesterday, he was afraid that he would not recover well, so today he specially asked for another day off and took him back to his grandparents.

Zhuo Shaofan went to the company, and Song Zhao took Zhuo Jingyan back after packing up. Zhuo's mother knew that Song Zhao was going to bring the child back, and she had been looking forward to it for a long time.

She has heard a lot about Zhuo Shaofan's changes and the improvement of her relationship with Zhuo Jingyan from Steward Jiang. This is all due to Song Zhao, so she is more and more satisfied with Song Zhao.

Zhuo's mother stayed at home for one night, and took the hot pot base that Song Zhao brought as the staple food for today's dinner, which won unanimous praise from the Zhuo family, especially the two young people of the Zhuo family, who envied Zhuo Shaofan Don't want it.

Zhuo Shaofan, who came out of the company after eight o'clock, also returned to the old house. Song Zhao didn't say anything when he came back. He went to the kitchen and got him a bowl of noodles. After all, he was a man who gave him 100 million yuan. How about a bowl of noodles? up?

When sleeping at night, it is natural that two people share a room, and the little guy also wants to join in the fun. After all, it is normal for three people to sleep together at home.

But Zhuo's mother didn't allow it. After all, she still wanted to let Zhuo Shaofan and Song Zhao develop a relationship. How could such a light bulb disturb her, so she coaxed Zhuo Jingyan to sleep with his sister-in-law.

The two of them shared the same bed and were familiar with each other once, anyway, they both slept once, so there was nothing embarrassing about it.

Zhuo Shaofan thought last time that he would never sleep in the same bed with Song Zhao in the future, but he didn't expect to sleep several times because of Zhuo Jingyan.

Thinking that Song Zhao and Zhuo Jingyan haven't kicked him once after sleeping for so long, they should be able to sleep well tonight.

However, Zhuo Shaofan was relieved too early, in the middle of the night, after hearing the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, Zhuo Shaofan's distraught voice sounded.

"Song Zhao, you are really good!"

The author says:

Zhuo Shaofan: You did it on purpose.

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