Chapter 727

The night before New Year's Eve, Su Ziyue hadn't woken up yet.

Bai Jingshu and An Xia each moved to their own homes to celebrate New Year's Eve.

And Nanchuan and Nanke were busy with the company and Yuhuang Palace, so they didn't come to the hospital often.

Su Ziyue was lying in the hospital, unable to wake up. This New Year's Eve, many people did not have a good time.

Nanchuan was busy all night, and when he came to the hospital the next morning, he brought Qin Zixi with him.

During this time, they took turns to visit Qin Zixi, but Qin Muchen never went back.

Even his change of clothes was brought by the servants at home for him.

Qin Zixi was not allowed to come before because Su Ziyue's condition was very bad and her face was bruised, and she was afraid of scaring Qin Zixi.

Fortunately, the wound on Su Ziyue's face was not deep, it was just a skin trauma. In nearly a month, the wound had almost healed.

When Nan Chuan went to pick up Qin Zixi and told him that he would take him to meet his parents, Qin Zixi just nodded obediently.

That well-behaved appearance is so sensible that even a big man like Nanchuan feels distressed.

At the hospital, Nan Chuan carried him to the door of the ward: "Go in, Mom and Dad are inside."

After speaking, he opened the door of the ward for Qin Zixi.

Su Ziyue lay quietly on the hospital bed, wearing an oxygen mask, with various tubes inserted into her body, connected to instruments, this posture looked a little scary in the eyes of children.

Qin Zixi only hesitated for a few seconds before walking in.

His body is small, but his steps are very steady.

He walked to the bed, stood on tiptoes and could barely see Su Ziyue's face, but he couldn't see very clearly.

He couldn't help turning his head to look at Nanchuan.

Nan Chuan nodded to him, Qin Zixi seemed to understand the meaning of his nod, went around to the other side, borrowed a stool beside the bed, climbed up to sit on the bed, looked at Su Ziyue for a while, and finally seemed to recognize her Yes, called out: "Mom."

Ever since Qin Zixi entered the door, Qin Muchen didn't even look at him.

Nan Chuan watched anxiously from the side.

If it weren't for the fact that Qin Zixi's small face was carved out of the same mold as Qin Muchen's, he would have suspected that Qin Zixi might not have been Qin Muchen's own.

Otherwise, how could it be so indifferent.

Seeing that Su Ziyue ignored him, Qin Zixi raised his head to look at Qin Muchen, with a hint of doubt in his dark eyes: "Father?"

Why does mother ignore him?

He yelled a few more times, but Su Ziyue didn't respond to him. His mouth narrowed and he couldn't help crying.

"Woo... Mom..."

The little man cried with tears all over his face, but he seemed to be overwhelmed by Qin Muchen's indifferent appearance, and his crying sound was full of forbearance.

At this time, Qin Muchen finally reacted. He glanced at Qin Zixi, then glanced away, as if he didn't see him.

Why do you have to look like him? If only she was like Su Ziyue.

Nan Chuan stood at the door, watching Qin Zixi cry until his nose and eyes were red, while Qin Muchen couldn't help but look serious without even looking at him.

He thought of Bai Yunan's words before.

It happened that Mo Xiyi came to see Su Ziyue. Seeing this situation, he just frowned and walked in.

He hugged Qin Zixi: "Zixi, do you still remember me?"

Qin Zixi's crying became quieter, and he looked at him suspiciously.

"I'm Uncle Mo."

Mo Xiyi touched Qin Zixi's face, but he was not willing to use force, the child's skin was too tender and soft.

Then, he put Qin Zixi into Qin Muchen's arms: "He is the son of you and your wife. If your wife wakes up and sees that you haven't taken good care of him, she will definitely be angry and sad."

What doctors are best at is prescribing the right medicine.

His words caught Qin Muchen's attention.

Qin Muchen was finally willing to turn his head to look at him, and then set his eyes on Qin Zixi.

The little meat ball in his arms was crying so much that his nose and eyes were red, and his fragile and pitiful appearance was somewhat similar to Su Ziyue.

He couldn't help feeling soft.

Su Ziyue liked Zixi very much, if she woke up and found out that he didn't take good care of Zixi, she would definitely be angry with him.

Qin Muchen stretched out his arms to hug him, let him sit on his lap, and stretched out his generous palm to wipe away the tears on his face.

Be gentle.

"Have you had breakfast?" He asked Qin Zixi.

Qin Zixi looked up at him with a dependent face.

Then nodded.

The corners of Qin Muchen's lips twitched imperceptibly, and he reached out to touch Qin Zixi's head.

So cute.

It was the same as when Su Ziyue was obedient.

Seeing this scene, Mo Xiyi turned around to check on Su Ziyue's situation.

Things didn't get better for her, and they didn't get worse.

He frowned, turned around and went out. Today is New Year's Eve, leaving time for the family of three.

After Mo Xiyi went out, he closed the door of the ward smoothly.

Nan Chuan didn't leave all this time, the surprise on his face hadn't stopped, he followed Mo Xiyi, and said as he walked, "Boss, what's wrong with him? He doesn't even care about Zixi? How many fathers can be so indifferent to their own sons?" of!"

Mo Xiyi took a deep breath, then let it out slowly, rolled up his sleeves wearily, and said, "Mister is different from others, he is sick."

Although what Mo Xiyi said was true, Nan Chuan couldn't figure it out: "Huh?"

Mo Xiyi didn't bother to explain too much to him. Su Ziyue's situation was repeated. He hadn't had a sound sleep for a long time. Even on New Year's Eve, he couldn't rest and had to study Su Ziyue's condition.

...

At noon, it began to snow again.

This is the last day of the lunar calendar this year, and this is the second snow this year.

Qin Muchen stood in front of the window, looking at the snowflakes outside the window, and suddenly remembered that it had been more than a month since Su Ziyue had an accident. He hasn't been out of the hospital for more than a month.

He turned around, on the hospital bed, Qin Zixi leaned against Su Ziyue, sleeping peacefully.

Probably because the heating in the room was too high, Qin Zixi stretched out his hand from under the quilt.

Qin Muchen looked at it for a few seconds, walked over, took Qin Zixi's soft arm, and put it under the quilt, but unexpectedly, Qin Zixi woke up suddenly.

Qin Mushen looked into Qin Zixi's pure and trusting eyes without haste, his heart softened, and when he realized it, he had already asked, "Are you hungry?"

Qin Zixi blinked his eyes, and his voice was soft and sweet after waking up: "Hungry."

Qin Mushen nodded, then turned and walked towards the kitchen.

The VIP ward has everything, just like home.

After walking a few steps, he turned to look at Qin Zixi again.

Qin Zixi had already sat up, tilted his head and kissed Su Ziyue's face, and then whispered something in her ear, with a serious appearance, as if he was talking about some great event, or Share secrets.

This child, like him, also loves Su Ziyue.

This child is his and Su Ziyue's son.

He is Su Ziyue's beloved son.

After a long while, he said, "Look after mom, I'll cook for you."