"Now that the poison in her body has been detoxified, are you guys leaving?"
Ling Shitian nodded, "That's right, after little rose has rested for a few days, we might leave. Oh right, do you want to leave with us?"
Hearing that, Song Zhi was stunned for a moment before shaking his head, "No, I'm very used to living here. I plan to live here for the rest of my life until I die of old age."
"Then remember to come and send us off when we leave." Ling Shitian did not force Song Zhi to go with them.
In fact, if Song Zhi had not helped Tang Xiaowei detoxify the poison in Song Zhi's body, Ling Shitian would not have such a good relationship with Song Zhi.
Song Zhi nodded when he heard that.
They had just finished talking when Tang Xiaowei knocked on the door and entered the study obediently.
"Uncle Song, I have something very important to ask you."
After she entered, she anxiously told Song Zhi about the little bun's condition, "Uncle Song, I don't know if you've noticed, but I think that there's something wrong with the baby. He doesn't seem to be able to make a sound. Do you think he's poisoned because I didn't detoxify him when I was pregnant?"
This was what Tang Xiaowei was worried about.
Otherwise, the baby would have made a sound the moment it was born. More than half a month had passed since then.
Previously, the baby was in the incubator. It was fine if she didn't know about the situation, but after spending half a day with him, even if the baby was tickled by her, he wouldn't make a sound. He would only stare at her. Such a situation made her very afraid.
She was very afraid that her child would have a physical defect.
Of course, she naturally wouldn't dislike her child.
She was just afraid that if her child had a physical defect, even if she was very good to her child, when the child grew up, he might be ostracized by others. When that happened, the child would be hurt and she would feel sorry for the child.
"Xiaoqiang, the baby's physical fitness index is very normal. It's possible that he doesn't like to talk or cry, so you won't be able to notice it when he's still young. But when he grows up, you'll understand. You have to trust Uncle Song. Your child is very healthy. There's nothing wrong with him. However, if you're worried that there's poison in his body, I can make an antidote for you. You can bring it with you when you leave. When you discover that the child has grown up, you can give it to the child if there's a problem." Uncle Song saw how worried Tang Xiaowei was. He hurriedly comforted her.
Ling Shitian also comforted her, "Xiaoqiang, you have to believe in you Uncle Song and the other doctors. Your child is very healthy, so don't let your imagination run wild."
When Tang Xiaowei heard this, she finally heaved a sigh of relief, "I understand. Thank you, Uncle Song and Uncle Tian. You guys continue to chat, I'll go back to see the child."
"Little Qiang Wei, I plan to return to England in a few days. What do you think?" Ling Shitian suddenly spoke.
Tang Xiaowei was stunned for a moment before nodding. "Alright. We didn't plan to stay here for long. Let's go back then."
"Then you should go back and rest with the child. I'll get someone to send the dinner to your room later. You should rest more and don't go downstairs." Ling Shitian looked at her kindly.
Tang Xiaowei nodded and left.
After that, she stayed in the room and guarded the child.
The little bun lay on the small bed beside the big bed and was sleeping soundly.
Since Uncle Song said that the child's health was fine, then Tang Xiaowei was completely relaxed.
She lay on the side of the bed and looked at the small meatball on the small bed gently with a blissful smile on her lips.
Her baby son was so obedient. He didn't cry and make noise like other people's children.
If the little bun really cried and made noise like other people's children, she definitely wouldn't be able to take care of him alone.
Perhaps the child was too sensible and knew that he only had a mother and no father, so he did not want his mother to work too hard. That was why he did not like to cry when he was born.
Tang Xiaowei narrowed her eyes and felt very sweet in her heart.
After that, she spent every day with this little fellow who did not like to cry and did not like to make a sound, other than sleeping.
She thought for a long time and finally gave the child a nickname, Little Milk Bun. The reason was that he did not like to cry and did not like to make a sound, but he was soft and small, pink and cute. She liked to call him soft and cute to make up for his silence. He did not like to cry.
As for his big name, he would be called Shangguan Yi'an.
The child's surname was Shangguan because Tang Xiaowei's surname was originally Shangguan. She did not change her surname now because the Tang family had raised her, so she was used to calling herself Tang Xiaowei and was too lazy to change it.
The child's surname was Shangguan because the child was hers, so she could only have the surname Shangguan.
After giving the child a name, Tang Xiaowei's heart relaxed a lot.
She called the Little Milk Bun by his nickname every day and teased him.
Gradually, the Little Milk Bun, who was originally quiet and did not cry to anyone, actually began to smile at her. The little guy would reveal a cute little smile because of her small actions, looking extremely cute.
Tang Xiaowei was very happy. She realized that the child was becoming more and more fond of clinging to her.
As long as she was by his side, the Little Milk Bun would smile at her and occasionally let out a very soft laugh.
The day she heard the Little Milk Bun laugh, she was so moved that she cried.
Finally, she heard the voice of her precious son. Her son was not mute. She had always been faintly worried when she had not heard his voice before.
Now, she could finally relax.
However, other than the Little Milk Bun who would laugh and make a sound when he faced her, the little milk bun remained indifferent in front of others. He did not cry or make a sound. He only opened his beautiful, big, watery eyes Or he would yawn and sleep.
However, no matter what, Tang Xiaowei was already very satisfied.
As long as the child could have a normal reaction in front of her, it would be fine.
There was still time in the future, and the child would become better and better.
After leaving Country K, the child would slowly grow up, and it would be fine.
However, she did not expect that Uncle Tian had originally told her that she could leave in a few days. That night, after she had eaten dinner and coaxed the Little Milk Bun to sleep, she suddenly heard someone knocking on her door in a hurry.
She was worried that something had happened outside, so she hurriedly opened the door.
Outside the door was actually David.
David, who thought that he had been staying by Ling Shitian's side, was calm, but at this moment, he had an anxious look on his face.
After the door was opened, David nervously said, "Miss, master might have met with an accident."
"Uncle Tian? What exactly happened?" Tang Xiaowei heard this and also became worried.
David nodded and looked very nervous, "I just couldn't contact master."