Was the man a scumbag who tricked her into marriage? A powerful man brought his child to her door de

Yan Xuxu recognized Xie Lanyuan's voice and became even angrier. "There are so many doctors in the hospital, you can go to them."

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

Yan Xuxu thought he had hung up and was about to put down her phone when she suddenly heard the child's weak voice.

"Dad, did we bother Aunt Xuxu? Is that why she's angry?"

Then came the sound of Xie Lanyuan comforting the child.

very patient.

It is also full of tenderness.

Yan Xuxu's confused mind finally cleared up.

The irritability that had just been building subsided considerably after Xie Siyu spoke.

She felt a strange pang of sympathy for the child.

Even though she was Xie Lanyuan's child with another woman, her heart softened when she heard the child's self-reproachful voice.

Without thinking, she also spoke up to comfort her, "Aunt Xuxu isn't angry. She just thought it was a spam call, so she spoke a little loudly."

Harassing phone calls?

Jie Lanyuan laughed in exasperation, "It seems Miss Yan is quite popular, often being harassed late at night."

Yan Xuxu was about to scold him when she heard Xie Siyu cough twice and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with the child?"

She quickly sat up in bed, her unease prompting her to start changing her clothes.

The sound of Jie Lanyuan patting the child's back was clearly audible. "He must have caught a chill from the wind. He has a cough and a low-grade fever."

Upon hearing this, Yan Xuxu frowned, and the accusatory words slipped out, "Her condition was already not optimistic. Do you know what kind of impact a fever and cough will have on her health?"

"I know……"

"Knowing that, why did you still let her go out in the wind?"

Yan Xuxu interrupted him, her tone fierce.

"Aunt Xuxu, it's not Daddy's fault. It's because Sisi was naughty and went out that she got sick."

The soft, weak child's voice was filled with self-reproach.

Yan Xuxu couldn't bear to say anything more.

Finally, she sighed helplessly, "Send me your location, I'll go there now."

A location message quickly arrived on my phone.

Yan Xuxu was worried about Xie Siyu's condition, so after changing her clothes, she grabbed her car keys and rushed out.

*

Yunyue Villa is Xie Lanyuan's private villa.

It sits atop the highest hill in the city.

Yan Xuxu arrived forty minutes later.

Mu Nan was already waiting at the door and personally opened the car door for her. "Miss Sisi is on the second floor. I'll take you there."

Yan Xuxu got off the bus.

I looked up at the building in front of me.

Enveloped in darkness, mysterious and unattainable.

She had no interest in admiring the mansion at that moment.

After Mu Nan entered the villa, she was taken to the second floor.

As soon as she entered the room, she saw two doctors standing in front of the hospital bed, and she was filled with doubt.

Two days ago, she heard that Xie Lanyuan had taken Xie Siyu home to recuperate.

But there is a doctor in the family.

Why did Jie Lanyuan still let her come over?

"Mr. Jie, Miss Yan has arrived."

In the blink of an eye, Mu Nan's report came.

The people gathered around the hospital bed, including Xie Lanyuan, all turned to look at her.

The two doctors even made way for her.

Yan Xuxu approached.

This was the second time she had met Xie Siyu.

Last time in the emergency room, the child was unconscious, with an oxygen mask covering his face. All she could see were his tightly closed eyes and pale little face.

The child is awake at this time.

Her face was flushed from the fever, and her eyes were filled with tears, like obsidian soaked in clear water, so clear that they could reflect a person's image.

The light fell into her pupils, refracting into tiny fragments of light, like stars scattered on the ground.

At just one glance, Yan Xuxu felt a surge of affection.

He couldn't resist reaching out and touching her forehead.

The child's fever wasn't too high, but it was still quite hot to the touch.

One of the doctors said, "Miss Sisi's highest fever reached 38.2℃, with a slight cough and a runny nose. We just wanted to give her an injection, but she refused."

Another doctor said, "We're using physical cooling methods now, but the effect is minimal. I just measured her temperature, and it's still 38°C."

Yan Xuxu smiled and said, "Tell Aunt Xuxu why you refuse to get the shot?"

Jie Siyu lowered her head, her eyes brimming with tears, "Injections hurt, and Sisi is afraid of pain."

Yan Xuxu's heart tightened.

His gaze swept over the back of her hand.

There seemed to be more pinholes than last time, and although the bruises next to them had faded considerably, they were still shocking to behold.

The constant medication, treatment, and injections since childhood have left a shadow on the child's mind.

It's normal for her to be scared.

Yan Xuxu felt a tightness in her throat, and even her breathing became somewhat sluggish.

Her eyes were full of heartache as she softly comforted her, "Then Aunt Xuxu will hit you gently, okay?"

After saying that, she gently took Xie Siyu's hand.

Her thin hands were icy cold, devoid of warmth.

Yan Xuxu felt as if she had been pricked by a needle again, and even the tip of her nose felt a little sore.

The air conditioner was on in the room, and the temperature was just right.

The child still has a fever, but why are their hands still so cold?

Yan Xuxu couldn't help but wrap her small hand in her own, trying to transfer her warmth to her.

After she was rescued that day, she prescribed medicine for Xie Siyu to control her condition.

These medications should not be taken with other medications.

She has a fever again.

The only option is to administer intravenous fluids to lower the fever.

I thought Jie Siyu would resist.

Unexpectedly, she nodded cautiously, "Then, Aunt Xuxu, can you tell me a story while I get my injection?"

Yan Xuxu was taken aback.

I don't understand why my child would make such a request.

Mu Nan, who was standing nearby, said, "Miss Sisi said that Miss Yan told her a story in the emergency room that day, and she was no longer afraid."

"Tonight, it was she who asked Miss Yan to come over."

"Stop talking!"

Jie Lanyuan rebuked him sternly.

Yan Xuxu understood immediately.

It turns out that Xie Lanyuan specifically asked her to come over because it was Xie Siyu's idea.

During that rescue, Xie Siyu's vital signs remained very weak.

She was anxious and, for some reason, told the story of how she did prenatal education for her daughter when she was pregnant.

Unexpectedly, Xie Siyu actually heard it.

"Aunt Xuxu, your stories are very interesting."

Jie Siyu smiled.

She has a really beautiful smile.

Her eyes were like crescent moons, and her dimples were faintly visible on her cheeks.

Yan Xuxu's heart softened terribly, and she gently agreed, "Okay, then Auntie will tell you the story of 'Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone'."

Jie Siyu blinked, her face full of anticipation.

Aunt Xuxu is so gentle.

Just like the mother in my dream.

He will hold her hand tightly.

I will tell her stories.

With Aunt Xuxu around, she seemed less afraid.

When Yan Xuxu saw the child staring at her, she was reminded of her own daughter, and her heart clenched, her voice even becoming hoarse.

The room was eerily quiet.

Only her storytelling voice remained.

Halfway through the story, Yan Xuxu picked up a syringe and began to give her an injection.

Jie Siyu instinctively flinched, her small body slowly curling up, fear filling her clear pupils.

Suppressing her turbulent emotions, Yan Xuxu reassured Sisi, "Aunt Xuxu's injections won't hurt. Does Sisi want to believe Aunt Xuxu?"