681. Chapter 681 An An also has a father who loves him...
Could it be that, like Yang Mu Sheng, he couldn't accept everyone's flattery in a glorious and upright manner?!
Mu Wanqing stood at the door of the ward and looked at Yang Mu'an quietly for a long time. When she heard him coughing violently, she suddenly came back to reality.
"An'an." Mu Wanqing walked in quickly and put the thermos bucket on the bedside table, "Are you coughing again?! Are you uncomfortable? Mommy will call a doctor for you."
He has been coughing for the past few days. Yang Mu'an's voice was hoarse. He stood up from the bed, then opened his arms and rushed towards Mu Wanqing. He said: "An'an doesn't want to see the doctor. An'an's illness is about to be cured. Mommy hugs
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Mu Wanqing touched his head, hugged him and sat down on the hospital bed, then held him tightly in her arms.
She had to go to MB to work every day and could not stay in the hospital to take care of him.
She had thought about asking for leave, but given the current situation, she didn't have the guts.
If she doesn't do her job well, Yang Mufan will probably have to ask her to clean the toilet, and her salary will be cut off by hundreds.
Regarding this, Mu Wanqing really blamed herself and felt guilty.
In the next ward, there is a little boy about the same age as An An. He is sick, but 24 hours a day, his parents, grandparents, grandparents and other relatives all surround him like they are serving their ancestors, serving him tea and water.
, asking here and there, deeply afraid that he would get hurt a little bit more.
Every time she passed the ward, she heard the little bully standing proudly on the hospital bed, pointing at her father and ordering: "Dad, I want to ride a horse, so quickly change into a horse."
His mother simply quit her job and stayed with him in the hospital all the time, cooking him all kinds of delicacies in different ways every day, but the little bully didn't even take a look.
Every time Mu Wanqing heard the commotion in the ward, she felt very sad.
She felt that God was so unfair.
Why can some people be with so many people when they are sick? But her son could only lie alone in the ward all day, with no one to even talk to him.
It would be great if An An also had a father who loved him...
"Mom..." An An suddenly raised her little head from Mu Wanqing's arms and looked up at Mu Wanqing, "Why are you crying?!"
Mu Wanqing raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face. She said, "It's because my mother feels that she is so happy holding you."
"An An is hugging her mother and is very happy." An An immediately replied.
After hearing this, Mu Wanqing didn't know whether she should be happy or sad.
She said: "An'an, mommy made you your favorite fish soup. Eat some first, okay?!"
With that said, Mu Wanqing moved him away from her lap and asked him to sit obediently on the bed beside her. She leaned over and hugged the thermos bucket, took out a spoon, and scooped fish soup from it for An An to drink.
An An seems to have a particularly bad appetite recently and doesn't particularly like to eat.
He couldn't eat, and Mu Wanqing was really worried.
If you want him to eat more, but you are afraid of forcing him to eat, he will feel uncomfortable.
Before drinking the fish soup, Yang Mu'an carefully packed up his yo-yo and placed it next to the pillow, and then opened his mouth to drink the fish soup fed by his mother.
While drinking soup, An An suddenly asked: "Mommy, when will sister come back?! An An misses her!!"
Mu Wanqing replied: "Sister will be back in three days."
"oh!"
Mu Wanqing saw the clearly visible disappointment flashing in her son's eyes, and asked casually: "What's wrong?!"
