Chapter 3295 He Didn't Go Home Tonight 8

Ye Mulin ate dumplings in the villa and spent some time with Xiangnan before leaving.

When he left, he hugged Xiangnan and was about to leave, but suddenly turned his head to look at Xiangnan.

Then he said to Wen Yuan: "Bring down Xiangnan's coat. He has a fever. I'll take him to the hospital."

Wen Yuan was also a little surprised. He reached out and gently touched Xiangnan's forehead. He did have a fever.

She hurried upstairs and came down to put the coat on Xiangnan. Ye Mulin picked up the child and walked towards his car outside. Wen Yuan opened the car door and sat in it first to take Xiangnan.

Xiangnan had a high fever, so they didn't think too much at this time and went directly to the hospital.

The doctor said it was acute pneumonia, probably because of the air in City B these days. The doctor then looked at Ye Mulin, thinking that the leader's child still needed to breathe.

Xiangnan was frightened, lying quietly, and said in a low voice: "Uncle, I'm scared."

Ye Mulin leaned over and gently touched Xiangnan's head, "Don't be afraid, Xiangnan, just get an injection and take medicine and you'll be fine."

Wen Yuan came back from talking to the doctor outside, and his expression relaxed a little. With Ye Mulin's identity, Xiangnan certainly received the most appropriate treatment and care.

She came in, reached out and touched Xiangnan's head, and said to Ye Mulin in a low voice: "You go back first, I'm here."

Ye Mulin said without thinking: "I'll stay and take care of him, and leave tomorrow morning."

Wen Yuan disagreed: "Shirley just came back, and there's An'an, right? Don't let her misunderstand."

Ye Mulin smiled: "It doesn't matter if she misunderstands."

After that, he didn't say anything else, just focused on feeding Xiangnan water. Xiangnan looked at him and said in a subtle voice: "Is An'an your uncle's child?"

"Yeah." Ye Mulin reached out and touched his little head, his voice was low and hoarse, "Xiangnan should get better soon, otherwise An'an will be stronger and more handsome than you."

Xiangnan smiled, her smile was delicate, with a kind of weak beauty.

Ye Mulin thought of his own daughter, and sighed in his heart. She looked like a boy.

He stayed all night, thinking of the repeated fever at night, and he and Wen Yuan didn't sleep well.

Although they were not husband and wife, they raised the child together, so he could not leave and let Wen Yuan stay alone.

At ten o'clock in the evening, he called Bai Xueli to tell her that he would not come back and asked her to tell An An.

He did not explain anything else.

Bai Xueli did not ask him anything. The two of them were silent for a long time, and she said awkwardly: "Then I hang up."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Mulin smoked a cigarette in the corridor and then returned to the ward.

Xiangnan fell asleep, and he asked Wen Yuan to sleep too. The two took turns to take care of the child. Fortunately, Xiangnan's fever subsided at dawn. Ye Mulin breathed a sigh of relief, and then he casually washed, told Wen Yuan some things, and called the servants at home to ask them to prepare breakfast for Xiangnan and send it over. He also arranged for the doctor at the hospital before driving away from the hospital.

He returned to the apartment. It was seven o'clock in the morning so it was quiet inside. He went to the pink and blue room first. He was sure that An An would sleep in it.

Sure enough, the little guy was lying there, sleeping soundly, and his heart softened.