klisemfg Chapter 348: Choubao is hungry
Chapter 348: Choubao is hungry
Halfway up the mountain, the door of a luxurious villa slowly opened to both sides under the well-trained operation of the security guards, making a low and solemn sound.
A dozen security guards in neat uniforms had already stood upright in the spacious courtyard. Their eyes were sharp and focused, like well-trained guards, guarding this luxurious territory.
Rong Shishan's shiny car drove smoothly into the yard and stopped precisely in the designated parking space. Before the car came to a complete stop, a quick-eyed and quick-handed security guard stepped forward quickly and opened the car door with swift movements.
At the same time, another security guard was carefully protecting the roof of the car. He looked so cautious, as if he would make an unforgivable mistake if he was not careful. His eyes were full of concern and vigilance, for fear that Song Shijie would accidentally hit his head when getting out of the car.
Song Shijie got out of the car at an extremely agile speed. His eyes were instantly attracted by Jiang Chengyu's car not far away, so he strode in that direction without hesitation.
At this time, Wang Sao and Xiang Xiaowu were standing respectfully at the door of the car. When they saw Song Shijie coming, they immediately bowed slightly, with just the right polite smile on their faces, and said in unison: "Mr. Song."
Song Shijie didn't pay much attention to their greetings, but walked quickly to the car and looked inside through the window.
Jiang Chengyu was seen sleeping peacefully, and his quiet sleeping face seemed as if all the troubles in the world had nothing to do with him.
The stinky baby on the side was playing with his collar for his own amusement. His little hands were tightly grasping the corner of the clothes, and he would pull it from time to time. His little face was filled with satisfaction. He didn't cry or make a fuss. He was completely immersed in his own little world and enjoyed it.
Seeing this, Song Shijie frowned slightly, with a barely perceptible worry on his face, and asked softly: "Didn't you try to wake him up again?"
Xiang Xiaowu quickly shook his head and answered firmly, "No."
Mrs. Wang bowed her head respectfully and said softly and apologetically, "No, we were worried that we would scare the child."
Just as he finished speaking, a car with a hospital logo slowly drove into the yard, and the roar of the car broke the momentary silence.
The ambulance slowly and quietly stopped next to Jiang Chengyu's car. The red cross on the body of the ambulance exuded a sense of coldness and urgency in the twilight.
The car door slid open quickly, and several medical staff came out one after another with agile movements. Their well-trained figures looked particularly neat in the dim light.
Mrs. Wang and Xiang Xiaowu hurriedly opened the car door, looking anxious and panicked. Dr. Liu walked steadily towards Song Shijie and called out solemnly, "Mr. Song."
Song Shijie looked tired and did not respond. He just raised his hand and gestured "please", with helplessness and eagerness in his action.
Xiao Yanfang and Mi Xue quickly opened the car door and got in. The two of them divided the work in an orderly manner. Xiao Yanfang had a smile as soft as the warm sun on her face, but it could not hide her worry. She whispered softly: "Baby, be good, we are getting out of the car."
Michelle carefully untied the baby's sling and gently coaxed Choubao. But Choubao was like a disturbed baby bird, his face flushed red, and he burst into tears, the cry was sharp and heartbreaking.
Michelle hurriedly comforted him softly: "Be good, baby, don't cry."
Chou Bao grabbed Jiang Chengyu's collar tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force. Michelle saw this, frowned, and whispered anxiously: "Yanfang, what should we do? The child is holding on so tightly, if we force it open, we will definitely hurt his little hand."
Xiao Yanfang held Choubao in her arms, her eyes falling on the thin and haggard Jiang Chengyu. Her eyes were full of astonishment and pity. She could hardly believe that this was the person she once knew.
She sighed softly, helplessly hugged the crying Chou Bao and said, "Take off his clothes."
The male assistant behind Dr. Liu hurried forward and carefully helped Jiang Chengyu up, while Michelle held her breath and carefully took off Jiang Chengyu's clothes.
When the shocking scars on the fair skin were exposed in front of everyone, everyone couldn't help but tremble in their hearts. Those scars seemed to be silently telling the story of the past, which was unbearable to look at.
Xiao Yanfang turned around and got out of the car. Wang Sao and Song Shijie hurried forward and reached out to comfort the crying baby.
Song Shijie's face was full of love. He slowly reached out his hand to take over Choubao, and hummed softly: "Choubao, don't cry. Grandpa will hug you."
Rong Shishan stood aside, quietly watching everyone frantically lifting Jiang Chengyu onto the stretcher. He quickly took off his coat, walked forward quickly and gently covered Jiang Chengyu with it, and commanded calmly: "Everyone follow me." Everyone quickly walked into the living room and then went upstairs to the bedroom.
Rong Shishan opened the door, walked quickly to the bed, reached out to lift the quilt of the big white bed, and everyone worked together to place Jiang Chengyu steadily on the bed, and carefully tucked the quilt for him.
Doctor Liu and his assistant quickly got into the state and carried out a series of examinations in an orderly manner. After a while, Doctor Liu slowly walked towards Song Shijie, shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Mr. Song, I'm afraid we can only wait for him to wake up on his own."
While coaxing Chou Bao, Song Shijie looked at Doctor Liu, sighed helplessly, and ordered: "Give him basic physical exercises and nutritional infusions on time every day, hey... wait."
Doctor Liu nodded and followed the procedure that he had followed in the hospital when Jiang Chengyu fell ill, and agreed to obey the doctor's orders.
Seeing Choubao crying non-stop, Song Shijie slowly walked to the bedside, gently lifted the quilt, spread out Jiang Chengyu's arms, and gently put Choubao in.
Choubao continued to cry and make a fuss. Song Shijie's face was filled with helplessness and pity: "Choubao, I've already put you by your little daddy's side, why are you still making a fuss?"
Xiao Yanfang stood aside, her anger surging like a tide, and she couldn't help but blurt out: "Boss Song, shouldn't a child this young be with his mother? Jiang Chengyu has become like this! You still don't let him rest quietly, don't you treat him as a human being?"
Upon hearing this, Dr. Liu's expression tensed with fear. He stared at Xiao Yanfang with wide eyes and quickly made a gesture to keep quiet.
Xiao Yanfang still grumbled in dissatisfaction: "It is what it is. So what if you are powerful? Can you ignore others like this?"
Song Shijie listened and explained with a wry smile: "This child has been close to him since birth, and I am helpless. My Song family does owe him too much, the girl is right."
At this moment, Jiang Chengyu's eyebrows trembled slightly, as if he was struggling against invisible restraints. When he heard Choubao's cry, a strong force surged in his heart, and he desperately wanted to break through the chaos and return to consciousness.
He could clearly feel Choubao lying in his arms, but his body seemed to be imprisoned by heavy shackles, unable to move at all.
He moved his lips slightly, trying his best to make a sound, but it was in vain.
He once again gathered all his strength and tried to call Choubao's name, but his throat seemed to be blocked, dry and weak, and he still couldn't make a sound on his own.
He was so anxious that beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead rolled down like fine raindrops and slowly flowed down his cheeks.
Xiao Yanfang accidentally glanced at Jiang Chengyu and was startled. She hurriedly walked to the bedside and called out to Jiang Chengyu anxiously: "Jiang Chengyu, Jiang Chengyu..."
As she spoke, she quickly reached out to get a few tissues from the bedside table and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead. At this moment, she was surprised to see Jiang Chengyu's lips tremble slightly again.
Xiao Yanfang shouted excitedly: "He is conscious!"
Upon hearing this, Song Shijie turned his attention from Chou Bao to Jiang Chengyu and called out loudly: "Chengyu, Chengyu, wake up!"
Jiang Chengyu still couldn't control himself. It seemed that he had used up his last bit of strength. He uttered four words with difficulty in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "Choubao is hungry..."
Xiao Yanfang caught the message and hurriedly shouted: "Choubao is hungry, the child is hungry!"
Mrs. Wang was stunned at first, but then she came to her senses, hurried to the coffee table, skillfully pressed the water-assist button to heat it, and then followed Jiang Chengyu's instructions in the morning.
She picked up the measuring cup and carefully added milk powder and sugar, then put the bottle into a large bowl and washed it, her eyes full of concern and concentration.
The room was filled with a tense and depressing atmosphere. Everyone held their breath, expecting Jiang Chengyu to wake up completely, as if the heavy air was silently waiting for him to wake up.
At dusk, the sky was dyed orange and red, and the sunlight shone into the room through the window, adding a bit of warmth to the tense atmosphere.
When Mrs. Wang approached the bed with the bottle in her hand, Song Shijie immediately stood up and moved away, moving so quickly as if he was afraid that he would block Mrs. Wang's way.
Mrs. Wang smiled and looked at the crying Choubao tenderly, saying softly, "Choubao, stop crying and drink your milk."
She bent down slightly and carefully brought the bottle close to the baby's mouth, with an expression as if she was protecting an inestimably precious treasure.
The little baby seemed to feel the temptation of the bottle and stopped crying immediately. He opened his little mouth, put the bottle in his mouth and began to suck it voraciously.
His little head twisted slightly in Jiang Chengyu's arms, his eyes tightly closed, and he sobbed from time to time. He looked so adorable.
The two little hands held the bottle tightly, as if they were afraid that the bottle would suddenly disappear.
Mrs. Wang couldn't help laughing when she saw Choubao's appearance. That smile was like a flower blooming in spring, warm and kind.
Xiao Yanfang was also amused by Choubao's cute appearance and couldn't help but smile brightly, and her laughter echoed in the room.
At this moment, Jiang Chengyu was still trying to open his eyes, as if he wanted to see Choubao. But as Choubao gradually calmed down, he seemed to relax his tense nerves and slowly fell into a deep sleep again.
His face looked exceptionally peaceful in the afterglow of the setting sun, and his tightly closed eyes looked as if he was in a deep dream.
The room was very quiet, with only the sound of Choubao sucking on his bottle and the soft laughter of Mrs. Wang and Xiao Yanfang.
In this scene, it seemed as if time had stopped. Everyone was immersed in the warmth and tranquility, forgetting all their troubles and worries.