My Husband, Warm The Bed

Qin Yue returned to the ward and sat beside Jian Ran. He gently hugged her in his arms and said, "Jian Ran, you haven't closed your eyes for the whole night. I will stay here with Little Ranran. Go and lie down for a while."    

    

"Ranran has a fever over and over. Look at her hands. They are all swollen... How can I sleep in peace." Seeing Qin Yue, Jian Ran's nose felt sore. She got close to his arms and gently rubbed against him twice.    

    

It had been more than half a year since she returned to the father and daughter's side. Little Ranran had been alive and kicking for more than half a year. She was cute and sensible. No one had ever worried her.    

    

Especially after having her, Big Brother Lie, to accompany her and take care of her, she became even more obedient and sensible.    

    

But looking at Little Ranran now, she had a high fever and had been in a dazed state. In these two days, she seemed to have lost a lot of weight.    

    

Little Ranran's originally red little face was so pale that there was not a trace of blood on it. It looked like a transparent piece of paper. It was as if a light poke would break it.    

    

"As long as the needle is no longer inserted, the swelling will disappear." Qin Yue stroked Jian Ran's head and looked at Little Ranran and said softly.    

    

"What are you saying?" Jian Ran was unhappy when she heard Qin Yue said it so easily. She immediately left Qin Yue's arms.    

    

A piece of flesh fell off Jian Ran's body. She had worked hard to bear it for a few months before she was born. At that time, she was forced to give birth to a child. Her birth was more complicated than that of other children.    

    

Now that she saw Little Ranran lying there, Jian Ran was worried that she would not be able to eat or drink. When she suddenly heard Qin Yue's casual words, she must be angry.    

    

Qin Yue,... ""    

    

It was he who said the wrong thing.    

    

Jian Ran said, "I will stay here with Ranran. Go and do your work."    

    

Hearing her tone, Qin Yue knew that she was still angry with him. He held her and said, "I said the wrong thing."    

    

Jian Ran did not say anything and did not want to pay attention to him.    

    

"If you get sick of it, I will feel sorry for you and your daughter. Are you willing to do that?" Qin Yue held Jian Ran and Little Ranran's hands in his palm and lowered his head to kiss Jian Ran's forehead.    

    

"I..." Of course he did not want to.    

    

Jian Ran pursed her lips and said again, "Ranran's illness is like this. If I don't stay by her side and look at her, I will not feel at ease at all."    

    

"Even if the person guarding by her side is me, you will not be at ease?" Qin Yue asked.    

    

"Even if it is you, you are still worried."    

    

After saying this, Jian Ran slowly realized that she had said something wrong. She looked at Qin Yue and smiled apologetically, not knowing how to tell him.    

    

Qin Yue was not angry because of her words, but because he was angry that she did not know how to take care of him.    

    

Seeing that Qin Yue's face did not look good, Jian Ran thought for a while and said, "Then look at Ran. I will lie beside her for a while. If there is any situation, I can also know immediately."    

    

Jian Ran did not want to let Qin Yue worry and also did not want to take half a step away from Little Ranran. The best way was to lie beside Little Ranran.    

    

Seeing Jian Ran so stubborn, Qin Yue helplessly shook his head. He really could not do anything to her. But he could also understand Jian Ran's feelings.    

    

Jian Ran had lost Little Ranran before, and now she finally returned to Little Ranran's side. Those who had not lost that kind of feeling would not understand.    

    

Jian Ran laid down beside Little Ranran and closed her eyes in an attempt to sleep. But once she closed her eyes, Little Ranran still looked like she was sick.    

    

She opened her eyes again and slowly said, "Seeing Little Ranran so sad, I wish I could get sick for her and feel pain for her."    

    

"Silly, sometimes getting sick is actually detoxification. Which child doesn't catch a cold and have a fever?" Qin Yue said it casually, but in his heart, he was more worried about Little Ranran's situation than Jian Ran.    

    

Little Ranran had just been born not long ago. Because she was forcefully carried out of her mother's womb earlier, her body was very poor. At that time, she had a high fever.    

    

Back then, Little Ranran's condition was similar to now. The high fever subsided and the fever receded again and again. It repeated many times.    

    

At that time, because she was too young, when he hugged her, she did not seem to be as big as his palm. The doctor wanted to pricked her body, but he did not know where to start.    

    

After a few days of resuscitation and treatment, Little Ranran's condition did not improve. Instead, it became more and more serious and could die at any time.    

    

After a day of emergency treatment, the doctor even told Qin Yue that the child's condition worsened too much and might not be saved. He told Qin Yue to be mentally prepared in advance.    

    

When he heard the doctor's words, Qin Yue was so angry that he picked up the doctor and threw him out of the ward. At the same time, he swore that if anything happened to his daughter, this hospital should not be allowed to stay.    

    

His Jian Ran's life and death was unknown. Little Ranran was the only precious "gift" that Jian Ran left him. How could he let Little Ranran not have it?    

    

He spent a lot of money and material resources to find many doctors in and out of the country. No matter if they were famous doctors or Doctor Tu, as long as they had a good reputation, they would find them to treat Little Ranran.    

    

After his efforts and the doctors' efforts, Little Ranran's condition finally improved after a period of time.    

    

After lying in the hospital for more than half a year, when the doctors said that Little Ranran could be discharged, Qin Yue finally relaxed. He let out a sigh of relief. At that moment, he was sure that his Little Ranran was fine.    

    

Little Ranran was fine. Then he would bring Little Ranran along and wait for their Ranran to return.    

    

From then on, no matter where Qin Yue went, he would bring Little Ranran with him. He found a food specialist to follow by their side and specially prepared food for Little Ranran.    

    

Starting from the food aspect, he slowly adjusted Little Ranran's physical condition and replenished the nutrients that were not absorbed in her mother's womb.    

    

After a year or two of recuperation, Little Ranran's physical condition was much better.    

    

When Little Ranran's mother, Ranran, came back, she would see such a healthy and lively little fellow.    

    

These were all things that Qin Yue had walked over step by step with Little Ranran. He believed that there was no need to say more about how deep his feelings for their daughter were.    

    

He did not tell Jian Ran about these things. It was meaningless to tell her. It would only make Jian Ran sad and sad.    

    

The thing he hated the most was to see Jian Ran sad and sad. He hoped that she would be happy forever and be happy with their baby.    

    

A few years ago, Qin Yue's biggest wish was to develop Shengtian into the number one brand in the world.    

    

Now, his biggest wish was to have his wife by his side. The child would grow up healthily and the family of three would live a peaceful life.    

    

However, there were some people who did not like him and insisted on disrupting his peaceful life.    

    

So if he wanted to live a good life with his wife and child, the best way was to get rid of those obstacles and prevent future troubles.    

    

He wanted to let everyone know that whoever tried to ruin the peaceful life of Qin Yue's family would never live a good day!