The next afternoon.
Gu Wen picked up the cub and took him to the hospital. At the same time, he took a stack of contracts and notebooks for Shang Xi to sign and have his fingerprints pressed. The street where Shang Xi works is a prosperous area in Qingcheng, with high consumption and high store rent.
Shang Xi heard what he said yesterday but didn't take it to heart. She didn't expect Gu Wen to be serious.
Shang Bao stood by the bed, holding a bottle of milk, slurping and sipping, staring at his mother with his big wet eyes. His father taught him on the way where his mother needed to sign and fingerprint.
This is a gift for mom.
Dad said so.
He watched his mother remain silent, took a sip of milk, and pointed with his little finger to where the contract was signed on the first page, "Mom, write your name here."
Shang Xi looked at his son with a bulging face and a smell of milk all over his body. His eyelashes were long and straight, and his pupils were dark. He was still so young, he didn't understand anything yet, and he still had a long life in the future.
Sister Dao's words rang in my mind again.
"You accept whatever Gu Wen gives you. You have the right to ask for it. Even if the King of Heaven comes, I have to say that it is what he should give. If it is in your hands, doesn't it belong to Xiao Shangbao?
Gu Wen is not married yet. A person of his status will definitely have children in the future. Oh, he may already have other children. Look, whose family is so rich? There are more than 20 people at home and outside. A child.
There will be more children sharing the family property. If you give more things to little Shangbao, little Shangbao is still young and doesn't know the benefits of money. He will thank you in the future. "
Daoluo has one brother and one sister. She is the youngest, a Buddhist, and does not fight for anything. Most of the family's business is with her eldest brother. For her, she only needs a few buildings, a few hotels, and a few bars.
Shang Xi looked at his son who didn't understand anything. Yes, why didn't she turn around? Wasn't what Gu Wen gave her his son's?
Without thinking much, she lowered her eyes and signed.
She accepted.
Gu Wen looked at the slender figure of the woman with long hair disheveled, wearing hospital clothes, sitting on the bed, lowering her head to sign, and a sweet joy gradually filled her chest.
She accepted it, which was a good start.
He had been given the card twice before, but had not sent it out, which made him feel a little confused.
In the past two days, Shang Bao went back to Nanfeng Garden to drink the cold spring, and was then sent to the hospital by his father. He was very attached to Shang Xi and did not want his mother to be alone in a strange hospital.
Once the cold spring leaves the ice room, it will quickly become warm in a few minutes. It is unrealistic to transport the cold spring from Nanfeng Garden to the hospital.
There is an extra room in the ward for family members to rest. Shang Bao refused to sleep with his mother for the first time. His expression was serious: "What should I do if I touch my mother's wound?"
He took the initiative to sleep in the family room. The bed was very big for a four-year-old cub.
On the first night, Shang Xi was worried and would slowly enter the room in the middle of the night to see if the little guy kicked off the quilt, fearing that he would catch a cold.
Fortunately she is here.
On the big bed, the little guy had already kicked aside the quilt, exposing his belly, his two little hands on both sides of his head, and his little wolf ears. He was sleeping soundly.
Qingcheng is a famous summer resort. There is no very hot time of the year, but it will snow in late August.
It's mid-June now, and the nights are chilly.
Nang Xi once heard Kuroo and the others say that werewolves like to stay in Qingcheng because it is cool here, and they like the cold and fear the heat.
Shang Xi covered his son with a quilt.
The next morning, she woke up early and went to the room to take a look. The little guy kicked off the quilt again.
When Gu Wen came to the hospital early in the morning to pick up the cub and take him to school, he overheard the conversation between mother and son.
"You can't kick the quilt off, you'll catch a cold."
Shang Xi stretched out his index finger and gently pressed his son's bulging belly: "What if I kick the quilt and expose my belly? What should I do if I catch a cold?"
"Okay." Shang Bao looked down at his belly, grabbed the clothes with his little hands and pulled them down: "Mom, I'm covering it now."
"Of course you're covered now. I'm not worried about sleeping with mommy at night."
"No." Shang Bao frowned and tightened his face: "Don't kick mom's wounds even when you kick the quilt."
Shang Xi pursed his lips: "...you still want to kick the quilt?"
Shang Bao said in a low voice: "I don't want to anymore."
"Otherwise, you should go back to Nanfeng Garden and sleep with your father. He will watch over you."
Shang Bao shook his head vigorously and protested: "I want to stay with my mother."
When Gu Wen heard this, his long eyes moved and he said, "I'll stay here for the next two nights. I'll keep an eye on the cubs."
Shang Xi glanced at him: "If it's convenient for Mr. Gu, that would be great."
My son didn't want to go back to Nanfengyuan to sleep with his father, and he didn't sleep in the same bed with her in the hospital. He slept in a bed by himself and kicked the quilt off. It was really...
Her son has always been obedient and sensible, which makes Shang Xi feel relieved and distressed at the same time. She usually does not force her son to do anything, nor does she decide what to arrange for him. She always respects his opinions and is reluctant to be cruel to him.
Gu Wen was similar to her in this regard. As Zaizai's father, he would not ask him to do anything. This was very different from the human fathers Shang Xi met.
Now that Gu Wen has spoken, the matter is settled.
The second night in the hospital.
There are bathrooms and toilets in the ward, which are outside the family room. Gu Wen first bathed the cub, and then washed himself. After washing in the bathroom, he put on his pajamas and came out to Shang Xi's hospital bed.
Night, pajamas, room, adult men and women.
Inexplicably, both adults felt a little embarrassed.
Fortunately, there was a cub to act as a buffer.
Shang Xi was holding a storybook, and Shang Bao was lying next to her, resting his face on her lap, holding a strand of her mother's hair with one small hand and playing with it, listening to the story.
Gu Wen passed by silently and sat on the sofa.
On the surface, you are looking at your phone, but in reality, you are listening to Shang Xi telling stories in a gentle and beautiful voice.
"...The little hippo has lost its friend, lost forever. Its friend will never come back."
"The little hippopotamus sits on the shore every day, waiting for his friends to come back, crying while waiting. An old crocodile passing by asked him: Little hippopotamus, little hippopotamus, why are you crying so sadly?"
"The little hippo said aggrievedly: I made my friend angry, I made him sad, he left, I don't know where he went, I can't find him."
"The old crocodile comforted it: Our life is long and we will have many friends. Don't cry. Your new friends may be on the way here."
"The little hippopotamus shook his head, and his tears were like broken pearls: No, I don't want new friends. My friends are unique and irreplaceable. I just want them."
"The little hippo who said this has never left the river. He thought that as long as he waited, his friend would come back. But he was disappointed. His friend never came back."