Chapter 595

"You're leaving?" As soon as song Qingcheng heard that he was going to leave, he was even more afraid. She was a little more at ease when he was here. If he left, she would be even more flustered.

Ji Zhengting looked at her deeply. The child in front of him made him see the child three years ago. He always depended on him.

Song Qingcheng's heart beat disorderly when he looked at her like this. She knew that her behavior just now was a little wrong. She cut the hair on her cheek and hung it behind her ears. She explained something unnatural. "I mean, the child's situation is not stable now. If the temperature comes up again, the child will be very uncomfortable. She will cry and make noise at that time. I'm afraid I can't be busy Come on

Ji Zhengting was so satisfied with her redundant explanation that he walked out without saying anything.

What else did song Qingcheng want to say after that, but he had already gone out. Looking at the child in bed, I hope that the fever will go down, otherwise he will not be there, and if the child is noisy again, she will really collapse.

However, it wasn't long before there was another movement outside.

Song Qingcheng looked over and thought that he had come back. But it's only a few minutes. It can't be so fast. Then, only sounds were heard from outside.

"Sir, your hand is seriously injured. We have to deal with it quickly. In case of infection, we will be in trouble."

"No, it's just a little hurt."

"Oh, how can you say it's a small wound if the meat is turned out? If the old lady sees you when you go back tomorrow, you should be worried again. "

"Go down and have a rest."

What song Qingcheng can tell is the dialogue between Ji Zhengting and the housekeeper. However, after the conversation, her eyes fell back on the child.

Ji Zhengting came in and saw that she was still looking at the child anxiously.

Song Qingcheng saw him come in, then stood up, "you help me to have a look, I go down to pour some water up."

Ji Zhengting said nothing. Just a little upset.

What does "help her" mean?

His son, he should!

……

Song Qingcheng went downstairs, just met the housekeeper and didn't go to rest. When the housekeeper saw her coming down, he said, "Miss Song, what can I do for you?"

"Oh, I came down and poured a glass of water for fear that the child would need it later."

"For such a thing, just give me an order. You don't have to come down in person."

"It's OK. Anyway, the child is still asleep. He'll just watch on it. "

"Well, I'll pour it for you." Said the housekeeper, and went to the kitchen.

Song Qingcheng said, "don't bother. You help me get some gauze and anti-inflammatory water, and I'll help Ji Zhengting deal with his injury. "

His injury looks really serious. We must deal with it quickly, otherwise it will cause infection in this cold day.

Housekeeper tiny Leng for a while, answer a way: "Ai, that you wait a moment."

Song Qingcheng nodded.

When song Qingcheng poured out the water, the housekeeper quickly took the medicine bag and gave it to her, "thank you, Miss Song."

"You're welcome." Song Qingcheng gently smiles, "then I'll go up first. I'll trouble you tonight. Go to bed early."

"No trouble, it's all part of the job."

Song Qingcheng smiles and says nothing more. Anyway, the servants of the Ji family are always so conscientious.

She came back upstairs with water and medicine bag. As soon as she got to the door, she saw the child on the bed. In Ji Zhengting's arms, her heart suddenly raised to her throat, "what's the matter? What's the matter? "

Hurry to come in, because anxious, the water in the water cup splashes on the hand. Originally, the water temperature was quite hot, but she didn't feel the temperature at all. She put down the cup and observed the child.

"It's OK. I just woke up and was looking for you."

Song Qingcheng's heart fell back a little, and he took the child from his arms. "Baby, Mommy is here. Mommy will always be by your side. Don't be afraid. "

When children are sick, they are the most vulnerable and timid. I remember that the child once ate something bad and vomited for a few days. In those days, he couldn't leave her for a moment.

From then on, she vowed that she would never let her children leave her. At least she can't leave the child until it's grown up.

"Mommy "Daddy..." The children were burning in a daze, and their cracked lips were moving and whispering to them.

"Mommy's here, so is daddy." Song Qingcheng comforts the children.

Ji Zhengting with the hand over, hold the child's hand, let him believe that they are in.

Song Qingcheng noticed his hand again, and now there are still dry blood stains left. When the child fell asleep, she put him in bed.

"Give me your hand." Song Qingcheng didn't look at him, just took the medicine bag from the bedside table, opened it, and took out the anti-inflammatory water, gauze and small scissors.

Don't ask, Ji Zhengting also knows what she is going to do. He did cooperate and put out his hand."Anti inflammatory may be a little painful." Song Qingcheng said to him before starting. Then clean the wound with anti-inflammatory water.

Her movements were gentle and soft, as if she was worried that she would hurt him when she was heavy. She was also very serious and careful. After cleaning up, she found that there were countless wounds in his palm, big and small, deep and shallow.

"How?" She asked instinctively.

"The cup is crushed." He was honest.

Song Qingcheng gave a slight pause. How angry is it for him to crush the cup?

However, she did not continue to ask.

Help him to treat the wound, and then wrap the gauze, that's ten minutes. It's just finished. A child took his temperature.

"The temperature has gone down a little bit." Seeing the number of 38 on the thermometer, song Qingcheng was relieved in excitement.

It's still burning, but at least physics is getting better.

Thank goodness!

Next, the two of them always stood by their children, rubbing alcohol and changing ice bags in turn. Unconsciously, it's already very late.

By the time the child's temperature had completely dropped, the sky was already dim and bright outside. Song Qingcheng was so sleepy that he couldn't sleep well these two days. He couldn't bear it and fell asleep beside the child.

Before she went to sleep, she saw that Ji Zhengting was still taking her child's temperature. He didn't look good either, but he seemed to hold on.

With him in the guard, she can rest assured to sleep for a while.

Even if it's just a short time!

However, this sleep can not be satisfied in a short time.

……

When song Qingcheng woke up, he couldn't imagine what time it was. She felt like she had been sleeping for a long time, a long time, and she was completely awake all at once.

The man lying on the other side of the child is no longer there, and even the empty place is half occupied by baozi.