Chunchun was sitting on the hospital bed, and Sister Hong was playing with her toys. Chunchun's little face was a little pale and she even coughed twice.

Seeing this, Su Qing's eyes turned red and she shouted with sobs. "Chunchun?"

Chunchun, who was sitting on the hospital bed, heard someone calling her, and looked up and saw that it was Su Qing. After a moment of stunnedness, she called out, "Mama!"

Before he finished speaking, Chunchun cried out. The grievance made others anxious, let alone the person who gave birth to her for ten months.

When Sister Hong saw Su Qing coming, she quickly got up and dodged the edge of the bed.

At this moment, Su Qing could no longer suppress his feelings, so he stepped forward and rushed over, holding Chunchun in his arms!

The moment Su Qing hugged Chunchun in her arms, her heart calmed down. In the past two days, she had been tortured and her mind was full of Chunchun. Seeing that her condition was fine, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Be good at Chunchun, Chunchun will not cry!" Su Qing wiped Chunchun's tears with her fingertips, but she was already full of tears.

Sister Hong, who was standing aside, quietly wiped her tears.

Guan Mushen, who was standing at the door, had to move at this moment. Although his face was still tense, there was a hint of softness in his eyes.

Then, Guan Mushen stepped in, took out a handkerchief from his trouser pocket, and handed it to Su Qing.

Seeing the square handkerchief in front of him, Su Qing raised his head and met his dark eyes.

She couldn't see through his eyes how he was at the moment, and hesitated for a moment, reached out to take the handkerchief, and then helped Chunchun wipe her tears.

"Mama, you play with Chunchun, don't leave!" After wiped Chunchun's tears, Chunchun held Su Qing's hand.

"Okay, Moma accompanys Chunchun and will not go anywhere." Su Qing's face showed a smile on her tears.

"Mama, is this doll good-looking? It was bought for me by Dad." Chunchun held the doll and asked Su Qing to see it.

"It looks good." Su Qing nodded.

The scene of the mother and daughter snuggling each other fell into Guan Mu Shen's eyes, which made him frown and smiled between his lips. He was probably the most entangled father in the world.

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open, and the nurse in a white nurse uniform walked in with the operating tray.

"The medicine has been prepared, and now you can get some drip. Your parents press the child well, and it hurts a little if the injection is acupuncture." The nurse began to remove the infusion device while instructing her.

Seeing the needle in the nurse's hand, Su Qing felt very resistant. When Chunchun was very young, she had a cold and fever that did not subside. She used this needle to prick the blood vessels on her head. At that time, she felt so distressed, but there was no way. Now the child has developed pneumonia, and she can only get some drip and prevent inflammation.

"I don't want to have an acupuncture, don't have an acupuncture!" Chunchun saw the nurse's needle and drilled into Su Qing's arms in fear.

There was no choice but Su Qing could only hug Chunchun and coax him: "Chunchun, aunty does not hurt if it is acupuncture. If it is acupuncture, there is no infusion. If it is acupuncture, our disease will not be cured!"

"Wow...wow..." Chunchun ignored Su Qing's words at all and started crying.

The nurse standing in front of the hospital bed was ready with the needle.

Seeing this, Guan Mushen stepped forward and said, "There is nothing to talk to the child, just press her!"
Chapter completed!