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Half an hour later, Qiao Zheng An rushed to the hospital.

Five minutes later, Qiao Chuan appeared outside the ward.

After calming his breathing, he knocked on the door.

Hearing the knock on the door, Bo Anjin's gaze immediately turned towards the door. Seeing this, Bo Xiuniang smiled and walked over to open the door.

"Auntie Qiao, you're finally here." When she saw Qiao Chuan An, she immediately extended her arms to hug him.

When Qiao Chu An saw this, he immediately held Bo Anjin in his arms and reached out for his forehead, "It's still a little hot. Do you feel uncomfortable about it?"

"Seeing Auntie Qiao makes my mood a lot better." Bo Anjin could feel Qiao Chuan's concern for him. A big smile hung on his face. "Auntie Qiao, I'm very unhappy that you didn't come to play with me this week."

Qiao Chao An changed his position and pushed Bo Anjin back into bed. His expression was very gentle and his voice was very gentle, "Auntie is busy with work. You can play more with the children in kindergarten. That way you won't be lonely."

"I don't like to play with them." Bo Anjin continued to rub himself against Qiao Chuan's chest, lying on the bed without cooperating at all.

Speaking of the kindergarten friends, Bo Anjin pouted and whispered into Qiao Chun An's ear, "They all said that I don't have a mother, they are all a bunch of bad children."

"Yes, they are all a group of bad kids without manners. Anthea is very obedient." Seeing that Bo Anjin really didn't want to lie down on the bed, he wrapped the blanket around him.

The weather in early spring is cold, and a cold fever can easily recur.

"Auntie Qiao, how about you be my mother? I want my mother. " Bo Anjin stayed in Qiao Chunan's embrace. He had never felt the warmth from his father's embrace before. He pursed his lips and his eyes suddenly turned red. His voice also carried a hint of tears as he said, "Dad, let Auntie Qiao be my mother, okay?"

"Anthea, what did I tell you before?" Hearing Bo Anjin's words, a hint of awkwardness flashed across Qiao Chunan's face. He didn't dare to look at Bo Xiushan.

She was afraid of misunderstood, thinking that she had approached him through her children. At the same time, she knew that An An was sick, and her heart was particularly fragile.

The last time she was sick, she thought about her mother and her father.

However, he knew that she only had him, so he had no choice but to persevere.

"I remember that you said you only like me and not my father, so you can't be my mother." There were tears on Bo Anjin's face, and his voice sounded a little teary, "Actually, my dad is pretty good. Auntie Qiao, you can try liking my dad."

Hearing Bo Anjin's words, Qiao Chun An's face felt like it was about to burn, and he didn't dare to look over at the Lan Shuyan.

"An An is a big child, big children shouldn't cry so easily." However, he did not reply to Bo Anjin's words. Instead, he told him not to cry.

Qiao Chu An wiped away the tears on her face and said gently, "Even if I'm not my mother, I still treat you well. "So, Mom, that's just a way of addressing you."

"I like seeing An An's smile. Aunty Qiao's heart hurts from the crying An An."

"Alright then, I won't cry anymore." Bo Anjin let out a burp, then burst out laughing.

Just a moment ago, their relationship had suddenly reached that point, and they instantly collapsed.

However, that was good enough.

The two of them stayed together for the whole afternoon. During that time, Bian Shuang went out to make some calls and arrange some work.

Seeing that the sky was about to turn dark, he touched Bo Anjin's forehead. The fever was almost gone, so he decided to leave and come back to see him tomorrow.

"An An, aunty is going home. How about coming back to see you tomorrow?"

"Auntie Qiao, can you stay here with me? If you leave, I won't be able to sleep." When Bo Anjin saw that Qiao Chuan was about to leave, he immediately held out his hand.

"Auntie Qiao, I'm sick today, can't you accompany me for a while?"

"Alright, you're the patient. You're the oldest today." Looking at the pitiful look in Bo Anjin's eyes, Qiao Chuanan couldn't help but wish that he could give him his heart. Wasn't he just staying here for the night? It wasn't something that couldn't be done.

Seeing that Qiao Chunan had really stayed behind, the smile on Bo Anjin's face could not be stopped.

"Auntie Qiao, let me tell you, there's a chubby kid in our class who's very funny." Bo Anjin held Qiao Chuan's hand and leaned against his chest, talking about the matters of the class with a radiant expression on his face.

"Little chubby boy?" If you eat a little more junk food, you'll grow fat. " Listening to Bo Anjin's childish words, the smile on Qiao Chunan's face was very warm. The entire ward was enveloped in a layer of warmth.

Hearing that Qiao Chuan An said he would become a little chubby, Bo Anjin clenched his fist and immediately retorted, "I won't become a little chubby! I will be as handsome as my father! "

"I'm my dad's son, so I'm sure I'll be as handsome as my dad."

"At such a young age, you already know what it means to be handsome." Qiao Chuan pinched Bo Anjin's nose and continued, "Since you know it's not good to be a little chubby, then which classmate do you call a little chubby, won't he feel bad?"

"I don't know if he's sad or not. Anyway, I don't like people adding me as a chubby boy." Bo Anjin lowered his head, revealing an embarrassed expression, "Then I won't call him Little Chubby anymore."

"An An listens to you." Qiao Chuan rubbed Bo Anjin's head and continued, "Then you can't eat too much junk food in the future. It's really easy for you to get fat."

The warmth within the ward caused a trace of light to flash across the eyes of the cultivator standing at the door.

He didn't expect that Qiao Chunan and Bo Anjin would get along together like this.

No wonder after leaving Bo Anjin at her house for a week, he felt that Bo Anjin had changed a lot after returning home. He was not as stubborn as before and even knew that caring about him was not hard work.

While he was lost in thought, the phone vibrated once again.

By the time he hung up the phone and returned to the ward, Bo Anjin was already asleep.

At the same time, Joachim fell asleep on the bed.

When she saw this, she gently opened the door and carried him to another bed in the ward.

However, when he picked up Qiao Chunan, he felt the body that was too light in his hands and frowned. He remembered that a week ago, she was not as light as she was now.

She didn't know how she had lived this past week, but how did she end up in such a state?

Thinking of these things, the thin cultivator sat on the sofa in the ward.

Looking at the big picture on the bed, his mood suddenly softened.