Everyone in the room held their breath as a nurse waved her hand in front of her face.
Then there was a sharp pain on the back of her hand.
She tried hard to pull her hand back, but the back of her hand was imdiately pressed down by the man. A pair of moist lips landed on her face, followed by soft and gentle coaxing: "Don’t move, Chenxing, the doctor is giving you an intravenous injection, you have a fever."
Chenxing opened her bleary eyes, although she was looking at Gu Shaocheng, she didn’t really see him clearly. The high fever made her very confused.
She only relied on her sense of sll, catching a familiar scent that was able to calm her.
Only then did she blink again, weakly closing her eyes once more.
In the dream, there were dreams, one after another, making her sleep very uncomfortable, her whole body felt like it was soaked in boiling water.
Gu Shaocheng stayed by her side without moving a step. Until late at night, when her body temperature finally dropped, the man, exhausted and fighting to keep his eyes open, slightly relaxed, leaned forward a bit, and fell asleep directly at the edge of the bed.
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The man, who had been low-key taking care of Chenxing while she was in the nursing ho for childbirth, as soon as Chenxing felt a bit better the next day, couldn’t wait to return ho. His personal guards had truly been cooped up for the past few months, this day they were so overwhelmingly imposing that it was almost like a caricature.
Twenty cars escorted from front to back, and there was a large truck with dical equipnt and daily supplies. Before their vehicles could even reach the Gu Family’s gate, a crowd had already gathered at the entrance, eager to see how Gu Shaocheng would look sitting in a wheelchair.
Of course, it wasn’t all schadenfreude; among them, there were many sympathetic and genuinely loving people, as well as many who just ca for the fun of it. After all, the Gu Family mbers were especially idle today, especially the aunts and distant relatives living in nearby villa communities.
They even imagined that the face they’d see in a mont would be one of great bitterness and deep hatred.
However, reality was the complete opposite. He was lying comfortably on the bed of the RV, teasing Little Zun Zun. His wife was sleeping uncomfortably, and Little Sheng Sheng, despite having had a close call once, still slept serenely. He found Little Zun Zun particularly loved to laugh; a slight curl of the lips had him dancing with joy.
Gu Shaocheng had no resistance to his son’s innocent little face. He imdiately took out his phone, aid the cara at the father and son, thought for a mont, then included the sleeping Little Sheng Sheng in the fra, took a father-son photo, and uploaded it to WeChat.
For more than half a year, he had been going in and out deeply, often relying on wireless communication, so the number of friends on his WeChat had grown, and his Monts quickly exploded.
The first line from his two sons brought imnse attention!
In just a few minutes, he received over twenty replies, plus a row of "likes."
What were these replies saying? Gu Shaocheng eagerly opened one.
@Hilda: Showing off soone else’s son again?
@Tian Junhao: Whose godson is it this ti?
A few thick black lines appeared on Gu Shaocheng’s forehead, and he twitched his lips, imdiately replying: "My sons! Legitimately mine! Genuine! Twins! OK?"
A minute later, the reply ca back.
@Hilda: Cloned? Clones look just alike!
@Tian Junhao: Poor thing...
Gu Shaocheng: "..."!!!!!!!!!
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