Qi Lei held his forehead.
These were the same words he had said a few days ago when he was teasing his pregnant wife at home.
He had not expected Little Xiahua to overhear them and use them on George today.
Just as Qi Lei was about to speak and urge his daughter not to be naughty, he heard George say loudly, "I want it!"
Qi Lei: "..."
Shen Shiqing chuckled lightly, dipped some bread in iodine and wiped the child's wound, then applied ointment to the wound and covered it with two thin layers of gauze.
Little Xiahua peered through the gaps of her fingers, watching the process clearly.
Gradually, she lowered her hands, walked forward, and silently grabbed George's little hand.
She felt that George was really too pitiable.
Qi Lei: "Doctor Li, please."
Doctor Li wanted to say something, but no one could change Song Zhen's decision.
In the end, he was still arranged by Qi Lei to be sent away by a bodyguard.
George no longer needed an IV drip, but he had to have an injection.
Shen Shiqing looked at Little Xiahua amusingly, "I'm going to take off George's pants now, do you want to look away for a bit?"
Little Xiahua blushed and dashed into the bathroom, shouting, "I'm not looking!"
George: "You can look, you're not an outsider!"
Shen Shiqing couldn't help but laugh, feeling that children these days were really interesting.
Little Xiahua responded, "I'm not looking, you're a boy, and I, I, I haven't grown up yet, I'll look when I'm older!"
George: "Okay then."
Shen Shiqing gave George an injection in the buttocks.
Although he was gentle, as a doctor, Shen Shiqing knew that the moment the medication inside the syringe was injected, it would be very painful, something not even adults might tolerate without a sound.
So he greatly admired George's willpower.
After the injection, he helped George back into his pants and said softly, "Lie down and watch some TV, or talk to Little Xiahua. If you need anything, just call for me; I'll be right beside you, playing on the computer."
Little Xiahua stood at the bathroom door, poking out half her head to look inside.
Seeing George slowly shift his body back into bed and cover himself with the blanket, she then ran out with a giggly face, clinging to the side of the bed, and asked, "George, does it hurt?"
George's little face turned red, but he didn't force a smile, "A little bit."
Little Xiahua sighed, "It's a pity that I can't 'hoo hoo' your injection spot because it's your butt. Last time I got vaccinated, it was in the arm, and my mom 'hoo hoo'-ed it for a long time before it stopped hurting."
George asked curiously, "What is 'hoo hoo'?"
Little Xiahua blinked, unsure how to describe.
She simply climbed onto the bed, leaned in close to George, and said to his little face, "If your mouth were the wound and it hurts, I would 'hoo hoo' it like this~"
Then, she blew air cautiously onto George's mouth.
George nervously grasped the bed sheets tightly on both sides, daring not to move an inch.
Little Xiahua climbed off the bed, looked at him and asked, "Do you know what 'hoo hoo' is now?"
George's face was still flushed, but he remained expressionless, "Mhm."
In the study—
Song Zhen pulled Gu Xinzhou to sit down at the office desk.
Several documents were laid out in front of them.
One of them was Gu Xinzhou's contract for the CEO appointment of Youyang, which Song Zhen had prepared for her; all she needed to do now was sign.
Gu Xinzhou was very nervous.
However, encouraged by Song Zhen, she took up the pen and signed her name.
Song Zhen set the document aside, "I'll have Qi Lei send it to legal affairs in a while, and get you a copy after it's been stamped. Prepare yourself, you're going to Youyang's office this afternoon and will meet the spokesperson too."