Doudou huddled pitifully in Feng Jiuci's arms. He found that Doudou was really small and could not even be filled in his arms.

During these days away from the Feng family, Doudou became hungry and thin.

I heard that he had been in poor health since he was a child and was a premature baby. Qin Weiqian was too busy making money to raise a child and didn't have much time to take care of him. This also caused Doudou to be much more mature than ordinary people at a young age and hide everything behind his back.

I dare not say anything in my stomach.

Feng Jiuci suddenly felt that he really needed to be more tolerant to mothers.

If he didn't insist on letting Qin Weiqian work overtime, Doudou wouldn't be like this.

Feng Jiuci blamed himself. It took a while for the little guy in his arms to calm down, but his little hands kept holding Feng Jiuci's clothes, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Chen Qi came back and said that Qin Weiqian was taking a diabetic injection and would come back after a while, so Feng Jiuci guarded Doudou.

The little guy's hair was still wet, so Feng Jiuci used the extra towel to dry it, and then blew it with a hair dryer. As a result, the little guy who had just calmed down was frightened, and he woke up immediately. He opened his eyes and found that

Qin Weiqian immediately called Mommy loudly.

Feng Jiuci suddenly regretted helping Doudou dry his hair. The little guy was sick and weak at the moment. It was the most sensitive time and he would be frightened at the slightest disturbance.

The doctor came over and took Doudou's temperature, frowning: "Why hasn't the fever gone down yet?"

Feng Jiuci said: "The child is weak and didn't eat dinner."

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier!" The doctor gave Doudou another nutrient solution, and the little guy's condition improved slightly.

More than an hour later, Qin Weiqian had returned from the transfusion. She also braved the heavy rain to go to a nearby porridge shop that was not open 24 hours a day to buy some porridge. She was going to feed Doudou. However, she found Feng Jiu when she arrived at the ward.

Ci also bought a lot of food, with many varieties, and placed them neatly on the table.

"Mommy~" The depressed little guy's eyes flashed with light when he saw Qin Weiqian, and his soft and waxy body immediately sat up.

Qin Weiqian felt very distressed when she saw Doudou curling up her little body and looking at Qin Weiqian precariously. Her gloomy eyes became brighter when she saw her.

"I'll do it." Qin Weiqian walked over and carefully took Doudou, who was held in Feng Jiuci's arms, over.

The poor little girl didn't struggle and immediately hugged her with both hands: "Why did Mommy come back?"

"I went to buy you food. Have you eaten?" Qin Weiqian looked at the food on the table thoughtfully and asked Doudou.

Feng Jiuci next to him said: "Doudou can't eat it."

"If I can eat, mommy feeds me, and I can eat." The little guy immediately changed his mind.

Feng Jiuci frowned.

Qin Weiqian turned around and brought a bowl of minced meat porridge, and carefully fed the little guy a mouthful. He vomited for a while before eating, but because his stomach was empty, he didn't vomit anything out.

Qin Weiqian looked at Doudou's green and white face and felt very uncomfortable. She gave Doudou some clear soup. The little guy drank half a mouthful and his face softened a little. Qin Weiqian fed him something else.

"Assistant Qin, these are all bought for Doudou, don't just give him porridge." Chen Qi couldn't help but remind Qin Weiqian when she saw that Qin Weiqian only gave Doudou what she bought.

Qin Weiqian said: "These are too greasy. The child cannot eat such greasy food when he is sick."

Chen Qi's cheeks turned red and he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Doudou, who usually eats two bowls of rice, could no longer drink less than half a bowl of porridge. Qin Weiqian would feed the little guy a sip of bone soup from time to time to supplement his nutrition.

After guarding Doudou for two hours, his condition was considered stable.

Everyone also breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Jiuci sent Qin Weiqian to her home, but she still watched over the little one and sat next to Doudou without sleep.

Feng Jiuci said: "The child's fever has gone away, and your health is not good either. There is no need to stay here all the time."

Qin Weiqian shook her head: "Children have weak resistance and are likely to relapse in the middle of the night. If I fall asleep, he will burn his head and not even know it."

But Qin Weiqian had a cold and did not dare to get too close to Doudou. She opened the window for ventilation, moved a chair and sat two meters away from Doudou, and checked the child's temperature every ten minutes.

Feng Jiuci originally wanted to leave, but after hearing Qin Weiqian's words, he couldn't bear it, so he stayed.

Chen Qi saw that his CEO was guarding the living room, so he could only wait silently. However, Feng Jiuci was sitting and Chen Qi was standing. He really couldn't bear it anymore, so he

He quietly moved to the edge of the sofa and sat down slowly.

"Chen Qi." The indifferent man suddenly spoke.

Chen Qi was startled. He had just sat down and immediately stood up: "What is the president's order?"

"Don't be nervous." Feng Jiuci's voice was low, and his reserved eyes fell on the slightly open door of the master bedroom. He said, "Is the child so weak?"

I just came back from the hospital, and the doctor accurately said that the fever has gone down, and that normal people should be fine after a sleep.

Chen Qi said: "Children are different from adults, and now is the season change. Not to mention children, even adults often get sick. The CEO is in good health and has rarely been sick all year round, so he doesn't feel it, but Doudou himself is young.

, coupled with malnutrition since childhood, the resistance is naturally weaker than that of ordinary children, how can it be compared with adults."

"I understand." Feng Jiuci said coldly.

Chen Qi continued: "Don't be upset, CEO. You don't know these things because you don't have children. When you get married and have children, you will naturally understand."

I don’t have kids so I don’t know…

The image of Qin Weiqian hugging Doudou flashed through Feng Jiuci's mind. It was the first time he saw such a strong side of her. Was it all because of the child?

That night, Feng Jiuci didn't even leave.

It was raining heavily outside the window. In Feng Jiuci's opinion, Qin Weiqian, who repeatedly refused to work overtime on weekdays and was extremely lazy and had no spirit of professional struggle or dedication, didn't sleep that night. She said that checking Doudou's temperature every ten minutes was really very dangerous.

Checking it every minute, almost without sleep, made Feng Jiuci, who was already very sensitive, completely sleepless.

On the other hand, Chen Qi, who had been tired all day, was already fast asleep, snoring from time to time.

Qin Weiqian's heart was focused on Doudou, and she had no time to pay attention to the two of them. She started making porridge at around five o'clock in the morning, and during this period she had to check on her children, which made her very busy.

"I don't have any extra ingredients at home. If you are hungry, go out and find food by yourself. I don't have time to entertain you." Qin Wei said in a low voice when she saw Feng Jiuci entering the kitchen, looking very haggard.

Feng Jiuci said: "You don't want to rest?"

"Doudou will wake up later. He didn't eat much last night. I don't want him to be hungry." Qin Wei cut the meat lightly and prepared to make two dishes that Doudou can eat.

Feng Jiuci saw that both of her eyes were black and red, with heavy dark circles. She looked pitiful and said, "Go and get some sleep. I'll order takeout."

"When Doudou is sick, he doesn't like to eat outside. I'll make some food myself." Qin Weiqian turned around to get the plate, but was blocked by Feng Jiuci, who was in the way. She stopped impatiently and raised her head.

: "Feng Jiuci, I'm really not in the mood to quarrel with you. If you think I'm not as good as you, which makes you angry, then just be angry. Can you stay out of my way?"

Feng Jiuci stepped aside to make way for Qin Weiqian, but did not leave. He said in a deep voice, "Let me do it for you."

"No need." Qin Weiqian refused directly.

Feng Jiuci: "My cooking is also quite delicious."

"As long as you don't block my way here, I'll be very grateful to you. I don't need your help, who knows if you might poison the food." Qin Weiqian grabbed the pot that Feng Jiuci had taken away.
Chapter completed!