Chapter 52

when he got home, song Zhiwen said goodbye to Yang Guo. He went back to his room to take a bath, changed his clothes and went to work.

Yang Guo, who hadn't slept all night, didn't immediately lie down in bed. He had to get Qiqi something to eat! When he left, the doctor told him that the child was seriously ill and weak. He must keep up with nutrition, otherwise he would easily get sick again.

So although she was a little tired mentally, Yang Guo still hummed and boiled water and made milk powder. Qiqi is getting better. His complicated emotions last night have long been forgotten. Now whatever he sees is full of positive energy.

The doctor told him that in fact, a baby's fever is not a bad thing. A fever is actually a normal immune response, a normal phenomenon when human white blood cells resist germs. Yang Guo was worried that Qiqi's fever would burn her brain. Such an idea is actually unscientific. Because correctly speaking, fever will not burn your brain and lower your IQ. What really leads to such consequences is actually a concurrent disease such as encephalitis or meningitis.

For general fever, in fact, parents don't need to be too alarmed and can't reduce the fever blindly, because it may affect the normal work of white blood cells. Of course, we can't take it lightly, because if the temperature exceeds 41 degrees, the possibility of children infected with bacterial meningitis or septicemia will become very high. And if it exceeds 42 degrees, the protein in the cells of the body may produce irreversible changes and cause serious damage, but few fevers can reach such a high temperature, so there is no need to talk about "burning" discoloration.

The best way to deal with fever is to let the child rest more. Of course, parents should also pay close attention to the changes of the child's temperature and complexion. When resting, the environment should be quiet, the room temperature should be appropriate, and the children should be covered with quilts but not too tightly. As long as you have a good rest, I believe the child's immune system will do well and the fever will slowly subside.

When the water cooled down, Yang Guo was not idle. He picked up the messy wine bottles in the living room one by one, packed them in bags, put them next to the garbage can, and then threw them together when the water went down. Then sweep the floor and mop the floor to destroy the evidence.

There was a smell of wine in the room. Yang Guo opened all the curtains to let the sun shine in. The whole living room became bright and the balcony window was opened. Although the wind blowing in summer was a little warm, it also blew away the unpleasant smell in the room.

After washing the milk powder, Yang Guo dropped two drops on his right hand. After trying to get the right temperature, he walked into the master bedroom. Holding up Qiqi who was sleeping soundly and touching her forehead, Yang Guo felt a sigh of relief without feeling any signs of re burning.

"Qiqi, Qiqi." Yang Guo gently shook Qiqi's small hand, and then gently called in her ear. Qiqi's eyelids moved, but she didn't wake up.

Yang Guo scratched his head, took the bottle, leaned under Qiqi's nose, shook it gently, and then softly shouted, "Qiqi, get up and drink grandma!"

Qiqi fanned her nose and rubbed her face with her small hands, but she still didn't wake up.

"It seems that we can only use the ultimate trick!" Yang Guo thought in his heart, he leaned over with a big face and kissed Qiqi's small face. Qiqi's skin is tender now, and the smell on her body is very fresh. She rubbed alcohol in the hospital before, and the smell of alcohol has already disappeared.

With Yang Guo's lips printed and lifted, Qiqi's eyes finally opened slowly. It seems that as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw her father's face hanging in front of her. Qiqi was very happy. Her beautiful big eyes completed the thin crescent moon, her small mouth cocked up, and she smiled brightly.

She raised her little hand as if to touch her father. Yang Guo held it with his big palm, and his soft little hand was half bent in the palm of his father's palm. Yang Guo's heart was about to melt.

He gently pinched Qiqi's small hand, leaned close to his mouth, kissed it, and said, "baby, don't scare your father like this in the future. Yesterday, your father was almost scared to death!" Qiqi is used to calling, but this title has not been used for a long time.

Yang Guo hasn't shaved for several days. Last night, he tossed about all night. His stubble was as hard as a bush. Qiqi's small hand ran across Yang Guo's chin, and the pain made her mouth shriveled, indicating that she wanted to cry. Yang Guo hurriedly put down her hand and coaxed her up.

When feeding, Qiqi was still a little depressed, and she was sleepy after drinking. But maybe she was too hungry. She kept drinking milk, and her mouth and throat rolled. Seeing that Yang Guo, who had not eaten anything today, also felt very hungry, and unconsciously burst into a roar.

After feeding Qiqi and holding her back to the crib to continue sleeping, Yang Guo observed the environment of the master bedroom, pulled up the curtains, and opened a window to let the indoor air circulate, which is more helpful for Qiqi's recovery.

Too hungry, Yang Guo went to the kitchen and cooked a pot of noodles. Still busy, "Dong Dong", the gate was knocked. Open it, it's Gan Ma Liu Suqin!

"Godmother, why are you here?" Yang Guo let her in with a bitter face.

"Why are you here? What happened last night that you didn't tell me?" Liu Suqin got angry with Yang Guo as soon as she came in without changing her shoes.

Song Zhiwen must have leaked the news! Yang Guo thought bitterly that he had provoked the godmother, and he was restless!

"Don't you know all this?" Yang Guo said with a shy face.

After changing her shoes, Liu Suqin stood up, sniffled beside Yang Guo and said, "look at you. You're full of alcohol. I know you didn't drink less last night. How did you become a father?"

Yang Guo didn't really remember that the shirt on his body was the T-shirt used to cool Qiqi yesterday. The wet clothes were now dried by the wind. I smell sweat and wine. It seems that I have to take a bath and go to bed later. It really stinks.

Without waiting for Yang Guo to explain, she went straight to the master bedroom to see Qiqi. Liu Suqin lifted the mosquito net and touched Qiqi's forehead. She felt that Qiqi had recovered her normal temperature, and her face eased.

Yang Guo ran to the kitchen and turned off the fire, then hurried back to the bedroom to wait.

Liu Suqin waved Yang Guo back to the living room to talk. She sat down on the sofa, motioned Yang Guo to be next to her, and said unhappily, "was it because of a woman's business yesterday?"

Yang Guoshan sat down, nodded and was about to explain.

"You don't need to explain," Liu Suqin raised her right hand and said, "I don't need to ask, I know it's still because of my ex girlfriend, right?"

Yang Guo nodded in embarrassment.

"Godmother is a person who came here. She has eaten more salt than you have eaten. How can I not know who you are?" Liu Suqin said, "it's too emotional and righteous to get away. After breaking up for so long, you still can't let her go. Why?"

Yang Guo listened quietly.

Liu Suqin then complained, "you see, you're so drunk that you almost delayed little Qiqi. Is she really worth your obsession like this? Is there such a father like you? A big husband is indomitable, why don't you have a wife, and your conditions are not bad, why do you have to her? She's so good? If so good, she won't leave at your most difficult time!"

Yang Guo nodded with a wry smile and said, "godmother, don't worry, I've made up my mind to put it down completely. I won't make such mistakes again in the future." Now he felt tired and hungry, in a trance, and wanted to fall asleep on the sofa immediately.

But before Liu Suqin finished, she continued, "what did I tell you in May? Let you listen to my arrangement and go on a blind date. There are so many good girls waiting for you to choose. If you listened to me and met several excellent women, you wouldn't be so tangled as you are now!"

"Godmother, I understand everything you say." Yang Guo said with a sad face.

"You know, what do you know?" Liu Suqin came here today with full words, and he would not stop until he finished speaking, so Yang Guo had to swallow the bitter water and cheer up to listen to her continue to talk.

Liu Suqin spent more than half an hour on this three outlook education of outlook on life, values and marriage, making Yang Guo in a trance and out of focus.

Finally, she also concluded, "so wait for the weekend, listen to my arrangement, and I'll introduce some good sisters' daughters to you. Don't worry, godmother will check it personally, and she won't be vague."

Yang Guomeng nodded and didn't feel anything wrong. No matter what she said, Yang Guo just promised. Now he really didn't have the energy to play Tai Chi with Liu Suqin. He just wanted to have a good sleep.

Liu Suqin had already seen Yang Guo's absentmindedness, but she had got the result she wanted, so she smiled, stood up and said, "well, I said what I should say, take good care of little Qiqi! I'll go back to you now."

She went downstairs, took out the phone, dialed a phone, and said proudly, "Jinfeng! Yang Guo is done, so I said, as soon as I get out..."

Back here in the apartment, Yang Guo vaguely sent Liu Suqin away, and then pulled up the noodles that had been soaked into batter, and then took a hot bath and changed into clean clothes. He hobbled into the master bedroom, touched the bedside, fell into it, and snored as soon as he touched the pillow.

The dual fatigue of body and spirit made Yang Guo fall asleep without even dreaming. However, his body can still continue to operate the internal skill breath in his body during sleep, just like a never-ending stream. Although it is only a trickle, it flows along the meridians, moistening every flagging cell on the YangGuo body.

Yesterday, Yang Guo's sole was injured. When he fell, he was scratched by the beer bottle cap that fell on the ground, and long blood marks were wiped on the ground. But because Qiqi's situation was too serious, song Zhiwen forgot about it, even Yang Guo himself.

But his body didn't forget that at that time, the muscles under his feet automatically contracted, and the blood soon stopped, but the hole was still there. Only when Yang Guo came back, a thin film had formed on the surface. So Yang Guo wiped off the blood marks when he mopped the floor. He didn't care about his feet. He didn't think the injury was deep.

Now Yang Guo is asleep, and the skill works automatically. A trace of breath exudes from the meridians and converges on the bottom of his right foot. Under that layer of film, it moistens the injured cells and stimulates the production of new cells. Such repair of the eyes is impossible to observe. But after an hour, two hours, three hours, the film peeled off like a cocoon formed by butterflies, revealing the new skin. Except for a little red and tender, other skin is no different from normal skin, and there is no trace of injury at all.

Yang Guo didn't know that his cultivation skills would be so rebellious, but this time he probably wouldn't think too much. Now he wants to be a qualified father. How can such a small change attract his attention?

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