inspire-indiana Chapter 481 Mom and Dad Are Here
Chapter 481 Mom and Dad Are Here
Leng Qianhan waited impatiently in the prison, and finally someone came to inform him of his son's condition, but the news was that he had a high fever and was in critical condition.
He rushed to the hospital without even having time to change out of his prison uniform, terrified that something might have happened to his son.
He was accompanied by a prison guard, who seemed to be in a hurry to send the president of the Leng Group to see his son for the last time. Leng Qianhan's worry and anxiety grew stronger.
When they arrived at the hospital, the prison guards deliberately uncuffed Leng Qianhan and let him go to the ward. However, he was still wearing his prison uniform. He had no time or energy to change. He just wanted to see his son as soon as possible.
He entered the ward in a hurry. There were many people in the ward. The first person he saw was Qingqian standing beside the bed. Although it was just her back, he had to say that he was stunned for a moment. Because of his anxiety, his son quickly came to his senses and rushed over. The people around the bed made way to let the child's father get closer.
Leng Qianhan stopped and sat beside the bed, facing Mu Qingqian. Mu Qingqian looked up and saw him, and was also startled, but not because he was wearing prison clothes.
She quickly came to her senses and continued to look after and comfort the child.
Little Pudding was still calling for Mom and Dad, his temperature was frighteningly high and hadn't gone down at all.
An Yanshang arrived at the same time. As a doctor, out of consideration for the patient, he seriously asked all family members to leave, leaving only the child's parents and medical staff.
The family members could not have any objections and had to follow the doctor's orders to leave, leaving only Mu Qingqian and Leng Qianhan, the two closest family members, behind. This was exactly what little pudding needed.
"Mom, Dad..." Little Pudding shouted again, and kept shouting until his throat became hoarse.
Leng Qianhan and Mu Qingqian sat on each side. When they heard their son's voice, they held his little hand almost at the same time, as if it was a tacit understanding between husband and wife.
Mu Qingqian lowered her body, patted her son gently with her other hand, and comforted him in the most gentle voice: "Don't be afraid, baby, mommy is here, mommy is here."
Leng Qianhan then said, "Dad is here too, don't be afraid, mom and dad are here!"
"Mom, Dad..."
Little Pudding was still shouting, but his voice was softer and less painful, as if he knew that his parents were there, and he felt a little comforted.
And he called out "Mom and Dad" because his parents were talking to him and he responded to them. He was no longer a child without parents.
"Mom, Dad...
Mom, Dad...
Mom, Dad..."
Shouting once was not enough, so I shouted many times. It was not as painful anymore, but my voice became more and more hoarse.
Mu Qingqian was anxious to coax him: "Baby, be good, don't talk for now, your voice is hoarse, let daddy pour you some water, okay?"
The son did not respond, so Leng Qianhan immediately went to pour water, but when he pulled his hand away, his son held it tightly, so he also coaxed:
"Be good, little pudding. Daddy will go get you some water. You need to drink water now. Drinking water will make your throat feel less uncomfortable."
His voice was also very gentle, like the thin spring water of a stream. Mu Qingqian was attracted to it. She had never heard such a gentle voice from a man.
But little pudding still didn't let go, so Mu Qingqian continued to coax him: "Be good, baby, daddy is going to get some water, and will be back soon. Don't be afraid, mommy and daddy will not leave you, and will always be with you."
Only then did little Pudding let go of his father's hand, but still held his mother's hand tightly.
Leng Qianhan hurried to pour some water, tested the water temperature, and then carefully fed his son the water.
During the process of feeding water, the two cooperated closely. Leng Qianhan handed the water to Mu Qingqian, took off the wet towel from his son's forehead, and then half-lifted his son up, holding his son with both hands lightly but steadily.
Mu Qingqian did not let go of her son's hand with one hand, and took the water with the other hand and handed it to her son's mouth. She first moistened his dry white lips with the warm water, and then slowly fed him the water to prevent him from choking.
With the help of his parents, little Pudding drank a whole cup of warm water and felt less uncomfortable.
Mu Qingqian put down the cup, Leng Qianhan carefully helped his son back to bed, and then Mu Qingqian helped cover him with the quilt. The two of them moved smoothly and lightly, and they had a great understanding of each other. An Yanshang and the nurse did not disturb them throughout the whole process.
Leng Qianhan quickly changed the wet towel for his son and put it on his forehead again. Little Pudding suddenly felt a comfortable coolness.
It’s really different with mom and dad around. I feel relieved and my body doesn’t feel so hot and uncomfortable.
Little Pudding's consciousness was still hazy. He felt tired and wanted to sleep. He suddenly stretched out his hands from the quilt, and his parents immediately held his two little hands.
Little Pudding felt so warm and safe, so he fell asleep peacefully with soft breathing.
The nurse took Little Pudding's temperature. He was still having a fever, but at least it had gone down.
Leng Qianhan and Mu Qingqian felt a little relieved. Neither of them let go of their son's hands and stayed quietly beside the child.
The drip was almost finished, An Yanshang personally changed the bottle for a new one, and went out with the nurse, leaving the patient's "family" of three behind.
At this moment, the child was sleeping soundly. Leng Qianhan looked at the child, then secretly looked up at Qingqian opposite him. The ward was too quiet. He felt the atmosphere was subtle and beautiful. It was what he wanted, the family of three together.
Mu Qingqian looked up inadvertently and saw the other person. Their eyes met but they did not make eye contact. She just noticed the redness and swelling on the right side of his face.
I couldn't help but wonder, was he beaten in prison? I was curious, but I didn't ask, so as not to disturb the children's sleep.
I didn't care much about him. Although I was surprised when I saw him just now, it didn't arouse any emotions.
She lowered her head as if she had no interest in him, her eyes focused on her son. She quietly held her son's little hand, looking at his flushed little face, and felt her heart melt.
Fortunately, God gave her a chance, and she did not make too big of a mistake as a mother.
Leng Qianhan felt Mu Qingqian's love for the child, but she was indifferent to him. They looked into each other's eyes without even glancing at each other.
But he would never dare to feel disappointed, let alone complain. It was good enough that Qing Qian didn't think about the past!
It was already very late at night. Leng Qianhan touched his son's forehead again and found that his temperature had obviously dropped.
They both thought that the child was fine and they just needed to wait for him to have a good sleep and wake up.
However, the child suddenly became uneasy and started to mutter in a frightened tone: "Well, mommy, mommy... good little pudding... I won't... won't cry, well... "
The sound was intermittent, and I couldn't hear clearly but I could feel the child's pain. It was not only physical pain, but also mental pain.
Mu Qingqian was worried about the child, and also worried that she couldn't hear the child clearly. Little Pudding muttered again:
"Hello, Mom. Little Pudding, don't cry. Little Pudding will never cry again and will never look for Mom again. As long as Mom is fine..."
This time, Little Pudding explained it clearly, and Mu Qingqian also heard it clearly. Tears instantly welled up in her eyes, and the tears were so obvious that they shone under the light.