Li Beichen called the best respiratory doctor in the imperial capital in advance. Wen Ning could also see the doctor, but it was not as fast as the trauma department.
I watched the man hold his son in his arms, let the doctor check his lungs, and then give Jiujiu an infusion.
Wen Ning did not interfere, she stood aside.
Li Beichen glanced at the graceful woman under the soft lamp. He had been busy all day and his feet did not touch the ground. He was very thirsty.
"Can you go get me a glass of water?" he said hoarsely.
Wen Ning remained motionless and scoffed, "It would be better for Mr. Li to ask your girlfriend to do this kind of thing."
"..." His face sank, angry and heartbroken.
He had no choice but to turn his head and point the finger at his son, "Jiujiu, tell me honestly, why did you suddenly go to Xie's house?
Grandma said you were sneaking around in other people's homes."
Jiujiu felt a little guilty and said coldly, "I don't trust your new girlfriend, so I went to investigate her, what's wrong!"
"..."
Li Beichen's eyebrows twitched. Did he completely offend the elder and the younger? Both mother and son looked at him coldly.
The man pinched his eyebrows and looked up at Wen Ning, "What happened in the Xie family?"
Wen Ning looked directly at his son, "Tell him."
When Jiujiu faced her mother, her attitude was much better, and she said softly, "Okay."
He turned around and looked at the man with another stinky face, "It's not that Li Rourou. Instigated by Mrs. Xie, she came to Xie's house to deal with me and pushed me into the pond. She is tall and strong.
I thought I could win, haha, I have learned some kung fu from Mo Bao a long time ago, so I can protect myself without any problem!"
"Mrs. Xie?" Li Beichen frowned coldly.
Last time, grandma said that it was Mrs. Xie who instigated Si Xiaojuan about Wen Ning's incident.
Wen Ning finally looked at the man and said mockingly, "Why, you don't believe it?
How could Li Rourou, a little girl, suddenly run into Xie's house?
In today's incident, if there were no adults involved, how could two children almost get killed?"
Li Beichen is not stupid. His impression of Mrs. Xie was not good last time, "Why did Mrs. Xie target Jiujiu?"
Wen Ning knew that he might not believe Xie Zhiyin directly.
She chuckled, "Two possibilities. One, for Xie Zhiyin, I won't allow you to have a son.
Second, Mrs. Xie knows that Jiujiu was born to me, that is, she knows that you and I were once husband and wife."
Li Beichen squinted his eyes and his eyes became cold.
Wen Ning followed the trend and said, "But there is a strange thing. How did Mrs. Xie know that Li Rourou and Jiujiu didn't have a good relationship? She led Li Rourou to the pond of Xie's family, as if she also knew that Jiujiu couldn't swim.
Jiujiu has only been in the imperial capital for a few days? He has only shown his face during the last visit to the Li family. Mrs. Xie cannot possibly know that Jiujiu is afraid of water.
Who told her about this?"
She meant something.
Li Beichen was also puzzled by this question, and suddenly remembered that the night Jiujiu went to Li's house, only Xie Zhiyin in the Xie family had seen Jiujiu.
At that time, Jiujiu and Li Rourou were arguing, and Li Rourou rushed out first.
Did Xie Zhiyin bump into Li Rourou?
His mind was in confusion and his thin lips pursed slightly.
Wen Ning looked at his frowning expression and raised his eyebrows, "What is Xie Zhiyin's attitude towards Jiujiu?
I’m afraid no stepmother would like her stepson, right?”
Her cold tone made Li Beichen dim his eyes and subconsciously explained, "You misunderstood, Xie Zhiyin and I are actually..."
He wanted to say that he would never get to that point, it would only take two years.
But thinking of Xie Zhiyin's request for confidentiality and his mother's illness, he stopped again.
When Wen Ning heard that he seemed to want to explain, his eyes wandered for a moment with dissatisfaction, and his hands tightened slightly. What was he going to say?
But the man changed the subject, "Did Mrs. Xie harm Jiujiu? How did she know that Jiujiu is not water-based? I will check this matter."
Wen Ning clenched her palms, the light in her eyes disappeared, and she became extremely cold, "No need to check, I already have a definite answer in my heart.
But, you may not believe it.
It’s okay here, you go and accompany your other one.”
Her cold attitude made him feel very uncomfortable. He had his own purpose in accompanying Xie Zhiyin. Xie Zhiyin held his mother's life in his hands.
But what she saw was just a misunderstanding.
And he couldn't explain it.
There was a hint of darkness in the man's cold eyes.
Maybe it was his silence that made Jiujiu notice it, and inexplicably felt that his father's profile was very desolate.
Jiujiu coughed lightly, "Can you please stop arguing? I'm hungry. Can you all go cook for me?"
Wen Ning froze and immediately looked at his son, "Jiujiu, mommy is going to make you something to eat."
Jiujiu turned around and yelled at the man, "You go too! Why do you let my mommy work so hard alone?"
Li Beichen was heartbroken, but he still stood up willingly. The man rolled up his white shirt and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
"Whatever Mommy wants to eat, I want to eat." Jiujiu deliberately gave the two of them a chance to talk.
But Wen Ning didn't appreciate it. She said to her son, "If you choose him to do it, then mommy will go and do her own thing."
Jiujiu was stunned for a moment, and immediately leaned on the sofa pretending to be pitiful, "Okay, I figured it out, Mo Bao isn't here, I'm a soft-spoken person, I can't command you two, I'm not the little treasure you think of at all, I said
If you don’t listen to anything, I will be an unloved child!”
"..."
Wen Ning stood up immediately with a dark face and walked to the kitchen, "What do you want to eat?"
"You discuss this with Daddy! You guys made it together, and I love eating it." Jiujiu ordered her.
Wen Ning was exhausted, but he saw that his son was losing fluids and was very weak. He was not in good health to begin with.
She was so scared that she went into the kitchen obediently.
Looking at this woman, he took his son's treatment, but his treatment no longer worked. Li Beichen ate it all, but still slightly curled his thin lips.
He followed her into the kitchen. He was too tall. The hotel kitchen was very small. Wen Ning stood in front of the kitchen counter and there was no room for him.
Li Beichen closed the glass door without leaving a trace.
Wen Ning heard the sound, turned his head warily, and looked at him coldly, "Why are you closing the door?"
The last time she was in Xie's bathroom, it left a shadow on her.
Li Beichen naturally thought of that level, looked at her deeply, and coughed lightly, "There is nothing much that can be done in such a small place."
"..." The bad words he opened his mouth to say a long time ago, three years ago, would have made Wen Ning blush and make his heart beat.
But now, feeling embarrassed and angry, Wen Ning crossed his arms and asked, "Li Beichen, why do you still have the nerve to be frivolous with me?
What are you doing here, delaying my son and I's dinner?
Don't think that if your son gives you a favor, what chance will you have?
I'm too lazy to watch you wandering around, pretending to care about your son, and acting like a crackpot over and over again..."
Suddenly, his wrist was held tightly by him, and his finger bones were cold, like a layer of frost.
Li Beichen's pupils were deep and cold, "Why should I pretend to care about my son? I really care!"
"Oh, can they compare to your Xie Zhiyin?!" Wen Ning raised his head in disbelief and asked him with scarlet eyes.