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Moreover, where did Lu Qing go now? Why was it only the little bun who was only four years old that came looking for him? How could he be at ease, letting such a young child walk around randomly?

With the little bun so sick, no matter how much resentment Ning Xiaoxiao had towards Lu Qing, she could only put it to the back of her mind. She picked up the little bun and rushed to the emergency room.

The doctor in the emergency room gave the little bun a sling. The little bun had already fallen asleep from exhaustion. Ning Xiaoxiao pulled his hand with a pained expression on her face and kept wiping the alcohol on it.

After working hard for a long time, the temperature of the little bun finally dropped a little. The doctor from the emergency room frowned as he spoke to Ning Xiaoxiao.

"A child with a high fever is still very dangerous. It's already at 40 degrees Celsius, and Doctor Ning is working too seriously!"

Although the doctors in the emergency room didn't target Ning Xiaoxiao, Ning Xiaoxiao wasn't stupid, so she could hear the hostility in the doctor's voice.

Moreover, he was also a doctor, so how could he not understand the dangers of a child's fever? With a fever of 40 degrees, the little bun ran blindly around the hospital while Lu Qing disappeared without a trace.

Ning Xiaoxiao's stomach was filled with resentment. Once again, she began to doubt Lu Qing's ability as a father.

It was already night by the time he finished with the hanging bottle. The little bun was laying on Ning Xiaoxiao's shoulder looking sickly. He did not look like an eccentric person at all.

Ning Xiaoxiao noticed that his mental state was not too good, so she did not ask about the little bun. Instead, she carried him back to her office, intending to retrieve her bag before bringing him back to her apartment in the south side of the city.

The medical examination room was very empty at night, and the voice-activated lights were dimmed due to there being no one around. Ning Xiaoxiao walked along the long corridor with little bun in her arms. Her back looked extremely lonely.

After receiving her bag, Ning Xiaoxiao walked out. The little bun who was originally lying on her shoulder suddenly spoke up.

"Dad... "Fight!"

The little bun was already feeling weak from the high fever. As such, he did not make a sound when he spoke. Ning Xiaoxiao was busy walking, so she did not hear what he said.

"Dad!"

Now that the little bun had raised his voice, Ning Xiaoxiao understood. However, she was still a little confused. She didn't understand why he called her father over. She could only assume that the little bun was thinking of Lu Qing.

When the little bun saw that his mother didn't have any reaction, he stretched out his hand and pointed behind Ning Xiaoxiao.

Ning Xiaoxiao looked in the direction of the finger. The examination room was right next to the obstetrics and gynecology department. The direction that little bun was pointing in was the direction of the obstetrics and gynecology department.

There were two people standing near the exit. The man had his back facing them, while the woman was facing them. Ning Xiaoxiao looked behind her, and the woman happened to look over as well. She met Ning Xiaoxiao's gaze.

Although the man had his back facing them, Ning Xiaoxiao was no stranger to his back. The bright words' obstetrics and gynecology 'above their heads stabbed at Ning Xiaoxiao's eyes.

The dazzling light almost made Ning Xiaoxiao tear up. She had thought of such an outcome when she first met Ye Yutang a few days ago.

It was just that he had not expected to see it so dazzling with his own eyes. Lu Qing being unable to take care of little bun would probably give him a reasonable excuse. With a son he loved even more, little bun would naturally become the one that was abandoned.

Ning Xiaoxiao suppressed the sour feelings in her heart and tightened her grip on the little bun. Her footsteps did not stop.

Only when they arrived at the entrance of the hospital did the quiet little bun use his soft and gentle voice to ask Ning Xiaoxiao.

"Mommy, why didn't we talk to Dad just now?"

She thought that the little bun had already fallen asleep, but only now did Ning Xiaoxiao realize that he had not fallen asleep at all. She saw with her own eyes that the two of them were strangers to each other.

The little bun looked at him with his bright eyes, stubbornly wanting to get an answer from him.

Ning Xiaoxiao didn't know why, but when she saw such a little bun, she suddenly thought of herself many years ago. On one night after another, she couldn't wait for Mount Ningwei.

His eyes were also wide open as he asked his mother naively, "Why isn't father coming home yet? Most of the unhappy families have a child that doesn't know the truth."

Ning Xiaoxiao still remembered what Shao Qiyu told her.

"Daddy wants to earn money to buy a Barbie doll for Xiaoxiao!"

Therefore, Ning Xiaoxiao eagerly waited for Ning Weishan to bring her a Barbie doll. Unfortunately, the Barbie doll had yet to arrive.

Looking at the shiny eyes of the little bun in front of her, Ning Xiaoxiao could not bear to use such an illusory lie to fool an innocent child.

"Did Sal want to live with Mommy?"

This was the first time Ning Xiaoxiao seriously addressed little bun by his name. Little bun was a nickname she used to refer to Lu Xi as when she lost her memories. Even after recovering her memories, she did not change her name to 'Little bun'.

She felt that since they were so close, they were more like friends. At this moment, she wanted to seriously talk to the little bun.

The little bun shrunk his head in the cold wind. There was a hint of worry in his eyes, as if he knew what his mother wanted to talk to him about, but there was also a trace of confusion.

"Don't want Dad?"

The mother and son were silent for a long time before the little bun spoke. After a long silence followed by an even longer silence, Ning Xiaoxiao finally nodded her head.

The little bun licked his lips that had dried up from the fever. Perhaps Ning Xiaoxiao's answer was within his expectations.

Although he was still young, he had heard quite a bit of gossip. When Lu Qing was busy at work, Mother Li would take little bun to the house and watch short and short TV dramas with little bun.

The problem between Ning Xiaoxiao and Lu Qing had long been noticed by the little bun. He had thought that if he didn't mention it, there would be a day when Mommy would come back.

Little Treasure did not expect this day to arrive so soon. He felt that his little head hurt even more.

Thus, she closed her eyes. When Ning Xiaoxiao saw that her child was sick, not only did she not say anything, but she was also interrogated by him in such a incisive manner, she immediately felt guilty.

He picked up the little bun and called a taxi, then headed to the south side of the city.

In the taxi, Ning Xiaoxiao looked out the window at the colorful neon lights and felt depressed. After so many years, her mother had died early, her father had become enemies, and her friends had all suffered.

Even his only happy son had been stripped of the right to be happy. Was it because his fate was too tough, that he would successively get rid of the people by his side?

The chauffeur drove very fast as street lights flashed past rapidly and struck Ning Xiaoxiao's face, lighting up and extinguishing it.

The little bun secretly opened his eyes. The heavy grief from Mommy's body had already infected him. The little bun stretched out his hand and caressed Ning Xiaoxiao's face.

"Actually, only we can do it, but I can occasionally go to see Dad."

The childish voice of the little bun caused Ning Xiaoxiao's mental defenses to collapse. Tears dripped from her eyes, falling right into his eyes.