In the VIP ward on the 8th floor, Ye Qi Chen was hunched over on the bed, staring at the small bottle on the pillow. His beautiful eyes didn't blink, and his eyelashes were thick and dense, curved like a small fan.
There was a small white sugar pill in the transparent little bottle that he treasured so much. He stared at the small sugar pill foolishly for the whole day.
From time to time, he would pick it up, take out the small sugar pill, look at it for a while, then be reluctant to eat it, and put it back silently.
I was counting the time in my mind, wondering when Sister Qiao Nian would come next time.
It's been almost a day and she hasn't come yet.
Ye Qi Chen turned over and sat up, his porcelain-white face became stern again, his brows were furrowed, and he carefully recalled his performance that day.
It seems not good enough.
His eyes dimmed, and as he picked up the small bottle, his mood suddenly became low again. He wondered anxiously if it was because he was not well behaved that Sister Qiao Nian was unwilling to come to see him today
As a result, when the doorknob rang, he turned around and saw his uncle coming in holding Qiao Nian.
Ye Qichen almost jumped up from the bed, the self-loathing on his face was swept away, his beautiful cat eyes sparkled, and he immediately smiled widely, unable to control his excitement, and called out crisply: "Sister!"
Ye Wangchuan frowned, glanced at him with his dark eyes, and said softly, "Speak softly."
He brought the person in and said to the child on the bed, "She's tired, Chenchen, give up your bed and let her sleep for a while?"
Qiao Nian rubbed his brows, his voice hoarse, and struggled to get down: "No, I don't need to sleep, just let me sit on the sofa and rest."
Ye Wangchuan narrowed his eyes and did not answer. He looked in the direction of Ye Qichen and said in a low voice like a magnetic drum: "She just finished the operation and stood for four hours."
These words were obviously directed to Ye Qichen.
Gu San followed at the door. As expected, the young master was unwilling to give up his bed
Alas, the young master has had a strong sense of territory since he was young, and this request from you is too much to ask.
He glanced inside worriedly, ready to go out and prepare another ward at any time.
He was right. Ye Qichen hesitated for a moment, but it was only a moment before he nodded and agreed: "Okay."
Then he swiftly got out of bed with his things in his arms, and after getting down, he considerately helped Qiao Nian fold the quilt that had been messed up by him on the bed.
Ye Qichen's pink face was slightly red, as if he was shy. He stood by the bed, picking his fingers and said to Qiao Nian, "Sister, I, I didn't know you were coming..."
If he had known this earlier, he would have asked his uncle to change his quilt and the best pillows on his bed, so that he would sleep comfortably.
Ye Qichen's eyes flashed with annoyance. After thinking for a while, he pursed his lips and stuffed his most beloved bunny doll to Qiao Nian: "I like it the most when I sleep. It's very well behaved. It can protect me."
Ye Wangchuan knew that his rabbit doll was a birthday present he bought for him on his first birthday. The little guy usually treasured it very much and never wanted to share it with others.
It seems that he really likes Qiao Nian.
He bent down to put the girl in his arms down, helped her take off her shoes, bent down to pull up the quilt, and lowered his eyelids: "You can sleep here with Chenchen, we will go back later."
Qiao Nian was forced onto the bed and covered with a quilt. Several pairs of eyes were staring at her, making her feel restless and irritated.
Ye Wangchuan put his hand on her forehead, suddenly covered her eyes, and forced her: "Go to sleep, you need to rest now, don't think about anything, and talk about it after you have rested well."
(End of this chapter)