The next morning, Fu Yunjian asked Zhang Te to boost all the trips in the morning.

Took him to Wangjiang hospital.

Zhang tezhu ran here again the night before yesterday after Fu Yun's advice.

Jiang Yao's mother and daughter were arranged in the senior ward area, and not only bodyguards were sent to protect them, but also nursing workers were sent to take care of them.

Before arriving at the door of the ward, Zhang tezhu knocked on the door and pushed the door in first.

Fu Yunjian stepped into the ward behind him and soon saw the side next to the window.

A large amount of bright sunshine came in. A young woman was sitting on the sofa, holding a child in her arms, slightly lowering her head, holding a fairy tale book in her hand, telling a story.

The tone has a euphemism of women in the south of the Yangtze River. It is warm and soft, like water, and Chun Chun is heard.

"Miss Jiang Yao." Zhang tezhu shouted.

The woman in the sofa raised her head, looked sideways, saw Zhang tezhu, and looked back

Seeing the tall body and the cold look on the man's face, she breathed sluggishly.

A man is like a pet made by God himself. His appearance and temperament are excellent, with a touch of coldness and coldness between his eyebrows and eyes.

Just standing there lightly makes people feel awed.

This is Fu Yunjian.

Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment until Zhang tezhu took the man to her and politely said, "this is my boss Fuyun's advice. He came to see you and your child."

The little girl held by Jiang Yao suddenly saw two strangers and seemed a little afraid of strangers.

She got out of Jiang Yao's arms, shrunk to the other side of the sofa, wrapped herself in the blanket on the sofa, and held Jiang Yao's waist tightly with her hands.

Jiang Yao recovered a little and touched the little guy's head across the blanket. "Suisui is fine. They are not outsiders."

"Sorry, suisui is not in good health, and she seldom plays with children in town." Jiang Yao said apologetically to Fu Yun, "so she's a little afraid of strangers."

Jiang Yao remembered, but the little guy hugged her tightly and couldn't get up.

"Nothing, don't get up." Fu Yun remonstrated faintly, sat down on the sofa opposite her, and laid one hand lazily on the back of the sofa.

Zhang tezhu retreated with interest.

Fu Yunjian slightly raised his chin and looked at each other with cold eyes.

Jiang Yao is not very beautiful, but she has a round face, willow eyebrows, black pupils, and looks like a little Jasper.

It's a look that can make people feel good.

Mingming and his wife had an intersection five years ago. That night, his breath was full of the shallow fragrance of her, and he was fascinated by her.

But now goodbye, the other party's face did not remind him of the night five years ago.

His heart was very calm, and there was no waves at all.

The man's eyes are not sharp, but being looked at by him like this, Jiang Yao is a little uncomfortable, and her palms even sweat.

Jiang Yao picked up the glass kettle on the table, poured a cup of cold white water, pushed it to the man, and then pulled down the blanket wrapped around the little guy's head, "suisui, Mommy plays music for you?"

Jiang Sui nodded. After seeing Fu Yunjian in the sofa opposite, he leaned against Jiang Yao and looked at him secretly.

Fu Yunjian had seen this little guy from the photo handed over by Zhang tezhu.

The child is thinner than the picture. He has a round face like Jiang Yao, but he is sickly and has a panic under his eyes.

Seeing the thin appearance of the little guy, Fu Yunjian's eyes sank a little, and he was a little distressed.

This is his daughter

Jiang Yao took a pair of headphones and plugged them into her mobile phone. After turning on the music, she put them on the little guy.

The little guy leaned against her and listened to the song obediently.