coobybook Chapter 359: Go and Come Back Quickly
Chapter 359: Go and Come Back Quickly
In the ward of Kuncheng Central Hospital, Rong Shishan curled up on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep. Xiao Choubao woke up early, and he sat quietly beside Jiang Chengyu's bed, his chubby little hand holding his right hand wrapped in gauze, his eyes full of indignation.
She murmured softly, "Little Daddy, why do you tolerate him? He was so mean to you and hit you so hard, didn't you know how to hide?"
Chou Bao's childish voice was filled with grievance. He followed Jiang Chengyu every day and had already formed a habit. He gently retracted his legs and sat cross-legged beside Jiang Chengyu, and imitated the practice of gathering his true energy and circulating it throughout his body.
The chubby little hand was pressed tightly against Jiang Chengyu's palm. A pure masculine energy emanated from the little body of Choubao and slowly blended with Jiang Chengyu's body.
As time went by, the sky brightened and Rong Shishan gradually woke up. He saw Chou Bao sitting quietly beside the bed, so he got up and walked over.
He asked with concern: "Is Choubao awake? Are you hungry because you didn't eat last night?"
Chou Bao unknowingly put away his skills and said without turning his head, "Grandpa Rong, thank you for your hard work. I want to eat Shengjian and crystal dumplings in the morning. Can you buy one for me and my little daddy?"
Rong Shishan smiled and said, "Okay, you just wait here and don't run around. I'll go buy it for you right away."
Choubao reminded him in a baby voice: "Go quickly and come back soon, little daddy will wake up and want to eat."
Rong Shishan hurriedly walked to the sofa, picked up his coat, and walked towards the door while agreeing.
In the Goldsmith Bay Villa, Mu Xiaoji also developed Jiang Chengyu's habit of attending morning classes every day.
He sat cross-legged quietly on the balcony of his bedroom, his skills slowly flowing around his body, his rosy face making him look energetic.
As the sky brightened, he slowly finished his practice. He looked out the window at the sky, and the suicide note lay quietly on the small table.
Mu Xiaoji muttered silently in his heart: "Little Monster, I'm sorry. Over the years, I have been relying on your tolerance and care, but I have never been grateful; I have taken it all for granted.
I only asked for more from you, and never realized how shameful my behavior was. I even thought that my love for you was unforgettable.
Now I have become accustomed to practicing the morning class, and I found that my health has improved a lot since then. I will definitely practice to make my body strong and firm, and I will not let myself have the day to transplant your organs. I want you to wake up and raise my stinky baby with me.
The way Choubao protected you last night, I truly felt that he has done very well under your training, and he will definitely be a talent in the future. I will try to forget the past and accept Choubao."
After some inner struggle and thought, Mu Xiaoji slowly stood up and walked towards the bathroom with slightly heavy steps.
As the bathroom door was clicked shut, the sound of running water immediately broke the tranquility of the early morning. The warm water splashed on his face, instantly sobering him up.
After washing up, he changed into a simple and comfortable casual outfit, adjusted his collar in front of the mirror, took a deep breath as if to cheer himself up, and then walked downstairs steadily.
As soon as he walked to the door of the restaurant, he heard the sound of light conversation and the collision of tableware coming from the restaurant. Mu Xiaoji looked up and saw his parents, Uncle Guo and Mother Mu sitting at the dining table, enjoying breakfast quietly.
The atmosphere in the restaurant is peaceful and cozy. The warm lights cast golden spots on the dining table, illuminating everyone's face.
Mu Xiaoji slowly approached, forced a smile on his face, and greeted softly: "Mom and Dad, Uncle Guo, Mom and Mu, good morning. Hey, where's grandma? Why didn't she come out for breakfast?"
Aunt Zhao, who was placing the tableware, turned around when she heard the voice, holding a bowl of steaming white porridge in her hand. She bowed slightly and said politely, "Master, please take a seat. The old lady said she wanted to eat in her room. I have already sent her breakfast."
Mu Xiaoji nodded gently, and slowly sat down at the empty seat at the dining table, with a look of loneliness in his eyes: "Oh, I'll go see grandma later. Yesterday I..."
Before he could finish his words, Song Shijie interrupted him with a look of concern in his eyes: "Eat it while it's hot. You have a bad stomach, don't let it get cold and get an upset stomach."
Mu Xiaoji's heart tightened, as if the softest part of his heart was touched. He lowered his head guiltily, picked up the spoon with slightly trembling hands, and slowly began to eat breakfast.
The atmosphere at the table suddenly became a little solemn, and everyone seemed to have their own concerns.
Mu Huiying put down the chopsticks in her hand, looked at Shen Rou, and asked with concern in her eyes: "Chou Bao was in the hospital last night, can Lao Rong do it alone?"
Shen Rou gently picked up a plump dumpling and put it into Mu Huiying's bowl. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she said with a soothing smile: "Don't worry, sister, where Cheng Yu is, Chou Bao will be well behaved.
The child has been close to Cheng Yu since birth, as if they were real father and son. "
Mu Huiying nodded slightly, but her brows were still furrowed. "I want to go to the hospital to see Yu'er later. I don't know how he is doing now. I saw him vomit a lot of blood yesterday, and my heart has been aching."
Mu Xiaoji looked guilty and lost the mood to eat porridge. The bowl in his hand seemed to be heavy, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something, making it difficult to swallow.
Song Shijie drank a mouthful of porridge and nodded: "Well, let's go and have a look. It's still unknown whether this child can wake up!"
At this moment, at the end of the slightly cold corridor of Kuncheng Central Hospital, Dr. Liu led his medical team members, pushing a cart full of medicines and instruments with solemn expressions, and slowly walked towards Jiang Chengyu's ward.
Doctor Liu gently pushed open the door of the ward and saw the small figure of Choubao sitting alone beside the bed. His chubby little hand was tightly holding Jiang Chengyu's injured hand, as if conveying his strength and comfort.
Doctor Liu immediately put away the seriousness on his face, replaced it with a sunny smile, walked closer to Chou Bao and asked softly, "Hey, little Chou Bao, why are you alone here with your little daddy? Where are grandpa and grandma?"
Chou Bao raised his childish yet calm face and answered in a baby voice, "Yesterday was grandma's birthday. Only Grandpa Rong and I stayed here. Grandpa Rong went out to buy breakfast. Doctor Liu, are you here to treat Daddy's injury?"
Xiao Yanfang and Michelle, who were standing nearby, looked at each other when they heard these innocent words. Xiao Yanfang raised her lips and said with a smile: "Michelle, look, this little stinky baby is really smart!"
Michelle smiled sweetly and agreed, "Yes, he has been very smart since he was in the cradle!"
Xiao Yanfang gently walked to Chou Bao, squatted down, gently picked up the little shoes that fell on the ground, and said softly: "Chou Bao, sister will help you put on the shoes, and then we will let Director Liu treat Daddy's injuries, okay?"
Choubao blinked his big watery eyes and said sweetly, "Thank you, pretty sister."
Xiao Yanfang's smile deepened. She helped Choubao put on his shoes neatly, then gently carried him to sit on the sofa next to her.
After everything was ready, Xiao Yanfang and Mi Xue cautiously approached Jiang Chengyu's bed, gently lifted the quilt, carefully helped him unbutton his clothes, and slowly turned him over.
When the scarred back was revealed to everyone, the dark purple bruises were shocking, as if a heavy dark cloud was hanging over the ward.
Doctor Liu frowned, shook his head slightly and said, "The ice compress last night was obviously not enough. The inflammation can no longer be suppressed. Xiao Yanfang, go get some more ice cubes and continue the ice compress."
Xiao Yanfang immediately responded, "Okay, Director, I'll go right away." Her voice was soft but firm.
Doctor Liu looked at Michelle again and warned, "Michelle, check the retained needle. I'll give him an infusion to reduce inflammation first."
Michelle nodded seriously, "Okay, Director." Michelle carefully checked the retention needle in her arm and replied, "There is no problem with the retention needle. Director, you can give me the infusion without any worries."
Choubao sat on the sofa, staring at the hospital bed without blinking. When he saw his little daddy's miserable injuries, tears welled up in his eyes. His little hands tightly grasped the corner of his clothes, and his expression was solemn.
Just as Dr. Liu was concentrating on preparing anti-inflammatory drugs in the medicine cart, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open.
Song Shijie and Shen Rou walked in first with worried faces. When Song Shijie saw Dr. Liu, he couldn't wait to ask, "Doctor Liu, how is he?" His words were full of anxiety and concern.
Mu Huiying and Dean Guo also hurriedly followed behind. When their eyes fell on Jiang Chengyu who was unconscious on the hospital bed and saw the large black and purple bruises, Mu Huiying's eyes widened instantly. She subconsciously covered her mouth, but tears still burst out uncontrollably and rolled down her cheeks.
The moment Choubao saw Song Shijie, the tears that he had been holding back suddenly burst out, and he cried out, "Grandpa..."
Mu Xiaoji was standing at the door, his eyes evasive, not daring to look directly at Jiang Chengyu lying on the bed. That tragic sight was like a sharp knife, piercing straight into his heart. That was a "masterpiece" he had created with his own hands, but now he regretted it endlessly.
Shen Rou hurried forward, hugged Chou Bao, and comforted him softly: "Be good, Chou Bao, grandma will hug you, don't cry."
Choubao sobbed and asked, "Grandma, is little daddy in pain? Why hasn't he woken up today?"
Song Shijie came over quickly, gently stroked Choubao's head, and comforted him calmly, "Choubao, don't cry. Doctor Liu is treating little daddy. Soon...soon little daddy will wake up."
At this time, Xiao Yanfang hurried back with a basin of ice. As soon as she reached the door, she saw Mu Xiaoji hiding there cowering, peering into the ward.
Xiao Yanfang sighed slightly and said softly: "If you care about him so much, just go in and take a look. Since when did you become so timid?"