Chapter 19

In the hospital, Yan Xiaosui sat on the head of the hospital bed, Yan Shu sat on the edge of the bed and fed her a bowl of lean meat porridge spoonful by spoonful.

"Mommy, I want that." Yan Xiaosui pointed to a small dish of pickles on the folding table, "porridge is light and tasteless."

"No." Yan Shu reached out and picked up the small dish of pickled vegetables that had not been opened and put it on the tea table behind her. "Mommy told you how many times, you can't eat more pickled things. Just now mommy has made an exception to let you eat a small piece, and you promised mommy to eat one piece."

Yan Shu took a spoon, filled a small spoon of porridge and handed it to Yan Xiaosui's mouth, "good, open your mouth."

Yan Xiaosui reluctantly took back his eyes from that small dish of pickles, and obediently opened his mouth to eat.

"Mommy."

Yan Shu picked up the last spoon of porridge in the bowl and looked at Yan Xiaosui curiously, "what's the matter?"

"If you can't find someone to take care of you because of me, will Mommy dislike me?" Yan Xiaosui said mildly, looking at Yan Shu's eyes with a trace of expectation.

"My silly baby, how can Mommy? Mommy is very satisfied with you. As for... Whether there is someone who can take care of Mommy, Mommy doesn't care. Do you know why?" Yan Shu reached out and touched Yan Xiaosui's soft hair.

"Why?" Yan Xiaosui's bright eyes showed curiosity.

"Because Mommy can take care of herself." Yan Shu said, handing the spoon to Yan Xiaosui's mouth, "the last bite, ah woo."

Yan Xiaosui opened his mouth and ate the porridge in the spoon in one bite.

Watching Yan Shu pack up the disposable tableware and throw it into the garbage can aside, after swallowing the food in her mouth, she stretched out her hand to pull the corner of Yan Shu's clothes, "Mommy, do you like steamed stuffed buns?"

Yan Shu gently picked the corner of her eyebrows and looked at Yan Xiaosui with a trace of gossip, "what does my baby want to say to Mommy?"

"Nothing..." Yan Xiaosui withdrew his hand and pulled his sick suit with low eyes.

Yan Shu looked out the child's mind, a look of seeing through without telling.

For that little boy, although she thought it was really pleasing, she was not her own child after all, not to mention that xiaobaozi had such a 'self' father.

Yan Shu saw that the little guy was worried, so she didn't continue this topic.

Instead, he got up and walked to the bathroom, took out the towel after wetting it, wiped her face and hands, "baby, let's stop thinking, OK?"

Said, reaching out and pinching her fleshy cheek, "remember, when you are young, when you encounter something like that before, Mommy hopes you won't come forward again, understand?"

Yan Xiaosui looked at Yan Shu with watery eyes.

"Mommy knows that it may be cruel for you to say so, but Mommy still wants to tell you not to risk your life safety in anything, okay?"

Yan Shu sat by the hospital bed, looked at the little guy in the wide hospital uniform, sighed softly, and stretched out her hand to hold the child in her arms.

"You are mommy's sweetheart. If you have one in case, Mommy will die of sadness."

Yan Shu usually tells her children to be honest and kind, but this time, it really scared her.

Although the purpose of this banquet was to do good things, the little guy forgot that she was also a child, and her physical condition was a problem.

"Sorry, my mother is worried about my younger age." Yan Xiaosui raised her eyes to Yan Shu, saw that her eyes were slightly red, and reached out to wipe away Yan Shu's tears. "Xiao Sui promised mommy that she wouldn't next time."

"Well, Mommy believes you." Yan Shu hugged Yan Xiaosui, kissed her child's forehead, and looked out of the window at the night sky.

She is not cold-blooded, but a mother. She always wants to protect her children first.

She knew that the little bun she had met several times was not bad, and it was only an accident, but after all, it was because of the little bun that her child had an accident.