Chapter 518: Chapter 518: The Child is Nad Little Ping’an Chapter 518: Chapter 518: The Child is Nad Little Ping’an She even forgot this place was the Su Family ho and that she had no relation to this child.
Yet seeing the child cry and being in such distress made her feel distressed as well.
“Baby, where does it hurt? Be good, don’t cry now, don’t cry…” Mo Jun comforted him softly and tenderly, and her manner surprised everyone, including Su Zhan.
Never did he expect her to be so enthusiastic with the child. Su Zhan cleared his throat and said, “Miss, please hand the child over to . He’s unwell, probably feeling discomfort again.”
As if she hadn’t heard his first sentence, Mo Jun asked with concern, “What’s wrong with him? Why is he unwell?”
“He has been weak and sickly since he was little, his health is quite poor. Miss, please, give him to . You can’t comfort him when he’s distressed like this; we need to give him his dicine.”
“Such a young child, how can he be so frail? Where’s the dicine, quickly get it for him,” Mo Jun ignored his second sentence too!
Su Zhan: “…”
Lady, this is my baby. Can you give him back to ?
Yet, in front of the lady, Su Zhan remained patient and said, “You really can’t comfort him, look, he’s still crying…”
Before he could finish, Su Zhan was taken aback.
The baby, who was crying and obviously distressed just now, had stopped crying.
His two little hands still subconsciously clung to Mo Jun’s neck, his small head resting against her shoulder, silently shedding tears with a listless expression.
Compared to his earlier suffering appearance, he seed much better now…
Su Zhan was baffled. Little Ping’an was almost impossible to comfort when he cried.
How had he quieted down so quickly this ti?
Even Su Peiyuan was surprised.
Seeing that he seed so reliant on her filled Mo Jun with an inexplicable sense of excitent and joy.
“See, he’s not crying much anymore. Where’s the dicine? Quickly bring it here!” she urged Su Zhan.
“Oh, alright…” Su Zhan agreed and went to fetch the dicine. They prepared Chinese dicine for the child daily, and right now, it was still warm.
Mo Jun carried the child over to a seat, looking at him with tender, loving eyes.
She had never seen such a child, so adorable and delicate, yet so frail. It was especially heartbreaking to see soone so young having learned to endure pain, making one wish to take on all their suffering.
And for so reason, seeing this child made her heart ache.
Mo Jun always missed Xiaomo, but she had been so busy recently that there was no ti for idle thoughts. She thought she wasn’t in as much pain anymore.
But at this mont, she rembered her own child, and sowhere deep inside her, a sharp pain began to throb.
“Miss, do you like children?” Su Peiyuan, sitting opposite her, asked with a smile.
Busy answering, Mo Jun said, “Master Su, you can just call Luoyun.”
“Your surna is Luoyun?”
“Yes…”
“You don’t look like you’re from around here,” Su Peiyuan casually remarked during their conversation.
“Right, I didn’t use to live here,” Mo Jun answered skillfully but didn’t hide anything, and even though Su Peiyuan seed to understand everything, he didn’t pry further. Instead, he looked at the child in her arms and said,
“This child is called Little Ping’an, a na we chose wishing him a life of health and peace.”
“Little Ping’an?” Mo Jun chuckled, “That’s a great na, very fitting for him. Little Ping’an, are you feeling better now?”
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[There’s a reason why Jun doesn’t recognize the child, it will be explained later~]
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