"Mommy, daddy doesn't like to hear me sing. He likes to hear you sing." Ling Yichen turns to throw the pot to Ji Qianchen.
Ji Qianchen twisted his eyebrows and looked at his son with a glance. "Are you sure? Your mother's singing is like destroying songs. "
"But my father likes to hear it. He told Yichen." Ling Yichen said to Ji Qianchen with a big blink.
Ji Qianchen felt his chin and stared at the sleeping man in the hospital bed. "Is that true? But I haven't sung for a long time. Otherwise, if you all go out, I will sing for him privately. "
"No, yechen also wants to listen. I haven't heard mummy sing to me yet."
Ling Yichen hugs Ji Qianchen's neck and pleads.
"Cough, you'd better not listen. You're so small that you don't let your mommy and I destroy you."
Ji Qianchen puts Ling Yichen down.
"Mommy, Yichen is going to listen. Daddy's going to say that. And Chen's going to say that. Hurry up. Daddy's still waiting to listen."
Ling Yichen drags Ji Qianchen's sleeve and asks.
"Well, then I'll sing whatever I want."
Ji Qianchen thought about who would sing well, so he shouted casually according to the lyrics, "I wish you peace, I wish you peace..."
"Poof Cough. "
Forget to clear the venue before singing, Guan Jialei is choked by saliva.
Ling Yichen was stunned.
Lying in bed, Ling Xiaohan is the most uncomfortable. Knowing how bad it is, he dare not stir his mouth.
"Mummy, mummy, you'd better change it. This one doesn't suit your temperament." Ling Yichen kindly reminds Ji Qianchen.
Ji Qianchen hums, "you stinky boy, don't you dislike mommy's bad singing?"
"Mommy, I'm glad you're not inherited, or else I'll die."
Ling Yichen said happily.
Ji Qianchen was almost killed by his son on the spot.
"Steward, take him back. He is not suitable to exist here." Ji Qianchen said, pointing to Ling Yichen.
The housekeeper nodded, "OK, young lady, then I'll take the young master home."
"No, I don't want to go home. I want to wait for Dad to wake up."
Ling Yichen goes to the edge of the bed and grabs Ling Xiaohan's other hand, holding him to death.
"Well, well, don't make trouble, your father needs rest." Ji Qianchen is strict with Ling Yichen.
Ling Yichen blinked a pair of big eyes and nodded, "OK, Mommy."
Peace returned to the ward.
Rob soon came back with a meal.
In his hand was the dinner for Ji Qianchen and the porridge for Ling Xiaohan.
Another meal for Ling Xiaohan was temporarily put in the doctor's office of the hospital.
Wait until you find a chance to give it to Ling Xiaohan.
After getting the meal, Ji Qianchen took care of Ling Yichen and ate together.
After eating, Ji Qianchen didn't go anywhere. He was always in front of the hospital bed, even going to the bathroom in the hospital bed.
Keep company with Ling Xiaohan and let rob give him no chance to deliver food.
It's ten o'clock in the evening. Ji Qianchen is still in full swing.
In fact, Ling Xiaohan, lying in the hospital bed, had already closed his eyes and woke up, but Ji Qianchen was still there.
His stomach was already hungry and growling all the time.
Although still hanging glucose and nutrient drops, but not enough to suppress his hunger.
Ling Yichen finally fell asleep in Ji Qianchen's arms.
Rob found a chance to understand how to save Ling Xiaohan.
He went to Ji Qianchen's side and gently reminded him, "young lady, you'd better send the young master back to settle down and then come back. By the way, you can take a bath and sleep. Here we are."
"No, in case he wakes up as soon as I leave."
"The young master wakes up, we will inform you at the first time, the young master is easy to be infected with bacteria in such a place as the hospital, and it is easy to catch cold when sleeping like this."
Rob again and again to advise, Ji Qianchen thought, also think that said right.
Holding Ling Yichen in his arms, he stood up. "I'll go back to Ling's villa first, and then come back."
"Yes, young lady. I'll ask the housekeeper to drive you back directly. Here, this way, please." Rob opened the door of the ward.
Ji Qianchen takes Ling Yichen out of the ward.
The moment he walked out of the ward, rob took a breath of relief and a bead of sweat fell from his forehead.
Make sure that the people are gone. Rob cleans out all the people in the ward. Then he takes all the food for Ling Xiaohan to the ward and locks the ward.
"Get up, young master. You can have dinner."
Ling Xiaohan opened his eyes and sat up from the bed, pale and ugly.
He frowned and stared at rob. "Look at your good idea. What's the crime I've suffered?"Ling Xiaohan thought about it and thought that he was mentally retarded. He would listen to their slander and do such absurd things.
If he was starved to death, all his fame would be destroyed.
The brooch on his hand was picked. Ling Xiaohan got up and went to the bathroom. After hanging so many bottles, he was suffocated by urine.
When Ling Xiaohan finished going to the bathroom, he sat on the sofa, moved his muscles and bones, slept all night, and the whole body was uncomfortable.
"Young master, I can ask the doctor to give you a urine bag, so you don't have to work so hard."
"No." Ling Xiaohan is ashamed to think about it. He is not disabled and needs this thing.
"But you're going to choke."
"Then let me finish this damned feigning disease as soon as possible."
Lingxiao roared with cold rage.
"Yes, I think you can almost wake up in the morning tomorrow, so as not to worry about your wife, and the effect is almost the same."
"Well."
Ling Xiaohan nodded, then picked up a pair of chopsticks and ate the boxed rice he had brought.
The boxed rice is hot in the microwave oven.
Now there is still a temperature to eat, but it is still very difficult to eat, seriously reducing the level of his food.
Ling Xiaohan took a few mouthfuls and had no appetite at all, but he was really hungry. He could not help but take a few mouthfuls casually, in case Ji Qianchen came back.
Knock knock knock -
at this time, the ward door is knocked again.
Lingxiao's cold chopsticks fell on the floor.
Damn it, when did he get so flustered?
"Rob, open the door. I forgot to take my bag. My cell phone is in it. Why is the ward door locked? What are you doing in it?"
Ji Qianchen's voice came from the door of the ward, and her hand kept knocking at the door.
Rob was scared and immediately walked to Ling Xiaohan. "Go, go, young master. Go back to bed."
"I didn't finish."
Ling Xiaohan looks at his dishes.
"I'll eat later. It's too late."
Rob hurriedly pushes Ling Xiaohan back to the hospital bed and helps him to cover up.
Then he quickly picked up the lunch box on the tea table and hid it in the bathroom.
He didn't go to open the door until everything was about sorted out.