After Lu Yinan hung up, he hastily informed Yan Rusheng, “Jiaojiao is having a high fever. I need to go back.”
Yan Rusheng got anxious when he heard him. “Hurry up then.”
“Bye.” Lu Yinan ran out, leaving his coat behind.
…
“What’s wrong?”
Lu Yinan reached home and simply ran up the stairs without taking off his shoes.
Jiaojiao was resting on the bed, and her cheeks were red. Lu Yinan’s mother sat beside her with a wet towel on her hand.
She turned and glanced at Lu Yinan. “I don’t know why her fever spiked so suddenly.”
“Jiaojiao.” Lu Yinan came to the bed and sat down on the edge. He carried Jiaojiao and placed her on his lap.
The girl was burning hot and it broke Lu Yinan’s heart.
“Mommy…” Jiaojiao clung to Lu Yinan’s arm, and she sobbed.
Her voice was husky and she sounded weak. Hot and fat tears rolled down her face that she looked so pitiful.
Lu Yinan felt as if his heart was being squeezed. He patted her back and gently coaxed, “Darling, don’t cry anymore. Daddy will bring you to the hospital.”
“I don’t want. I don’t want medicine and injections. I want Mommy.” Jiaojiao gripped Lu Yinan’s arm tightly. More tears streamed down her face.
Lu Yinan was at a loss when she threw a tantrum. He only nodded and hurriedly said, “Alright, alright. Mommy will be here. But we need to treat your fever first.”
He put Jiaojiao on the bed as he wrung the wet towel in the basin. Then he placed it gently on her forehead.
Jiaojiao shook her head furiously. “I don’t want medicine. I want Mommy to hug me. I want Mommy to sleep with me.”
Her face was flushed, and Lu Yinan used his palm to touch her. She was really burning up.
He lifted her up and softly said, “Daddy will hug you and tell you a story.”
He began to tell her favorite story which Zhou Shuang used to read to them before bedtime. He quickly finished the story.
The room fell silent and Jiaojiao suddenly gazed at Lu Yinan. “Mommy rubs my tummy. She sings a song.”
Lu Yinan was a little helpless, and he flashed her a weak smile. “Okay, Daddy will sing for you.”
It’s just a song. Everybody knew how to sing.
And he knew quite a few.
Jiaojiao said, “I want the little red hat song.”
“Alright.” Lu Yinan nodded and he stroked her head. He began, “I’m walking…”
After the song, Lu Yinan peered at Jiaojiao and waited for her response.
“Not as nice as Mommy. I want Mommy.”
She started clamoring for her mommy again.
“Stop crying. I will rub your tummy.” Lu Yinan placed his huge hand on her tummy and massaged it.
“No. I want Mommy.”
Lu Yinan didn’t massage Jiaojiao the way Zhou Shuang did, so she whined for her mommy.
Lu Yinan tried again by using lesser strength, but the girl still wasn’t pleased with him. So, she rejected him.
Tears leaked out from the corners of her eyes.
And he couldn’t coax her, anymore.
Lu Yinan was getting impatient, so he took out his phone to call Zhou Shuang.
It got through, but Zhou Shuang didn’t answer.
Lu Yinan sent her a text. ‘Jiaojiao is having a high fever. She is crying and looking for you.’
His phone immediately rang after he sent the text. He knew Zhou Shuang deliberately refused to answer his call earlier on. Fuming, he snarled, “Jiaojiao is looking for you.”
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