Chapter 381
After dawdling for a while, You Qian quickly got dressed.

Song Zhicheng stood in the room and asked, "Are you going downstairs? Or are you staying in the room and watching the roll?"

You Qian put his forehead against Song Gungun's, tested Song Gungun's body temperature, and saw that his originally red face had gradually faded, and felt that the temperature had also dropped.

She finally felt relieved, thought about it, and said, "You go down first, I'll take Gun Gun's temperature before going down."

Song Zhicheng said softly, "Yes."

Then, Song Zhicheng went downstairs.

You Qian found out the thermometer and took Gun Gun's temperature. It was more than 38 degrees. Although he was still in high fever, it was much better than before.

Song Gungun in his sleep, his little mouth was red, seemed uncomfortable, occasionally wrinkled his little nose and hummed, You Qian sat on the edge of the bed and kept staring at the little guy.

She even wished to take his place in pain and sickness.

You Qian stretched out her hand, caressed Song Gungun's sweaty face, and wiped his face with a towel dipped in warm water. After doing all this, she stared at Song Gungun in a daze when she thought of the gradual easing of her relationship with Song Zhicheng. When she heard the knock on the door, she turned her head and said, "Come in."

When Aunt He heard the response, she immediately pushed the door open and came in. She was holding a tray in her hand, which contained some refreshments. Aunt He had a look of worry on her face, and asked, "Has the young master's temperature dropped?"

You Qian said, "It's already dropped."

Aunt He stretched her eyebrows slightly, and said, "That's good."

After finishing speaking, Aunt He put the tray on the coffee table and said to You Qian: "Qianqian, I don't see that you have eaten anything all morning, so you should eat something to fill your stomach first, so as not to starve. I am here to look after the young master."

You Qian's heart warmed up.

After Grandpa came back, Aunt He and Uncle Song De came back, this family finally felt like a family.

After You Qian finished eating a piece of snack, she asked, "Aunt He, I just heard you say that Grandpa woke up?"

As soon as she heard the word "just now", she felt a little embarrassed again, and as soon as she was embarrassed, her earlobe blushed quietly.After all, Aunt He found out that she was intimate with Song Zhicheng, and You Qian always felt very embarrassed because of his thin skin.

Song Zhicheng is a person who pays great attention to the private area. In the past, the upstairs was the activity space for her and Song Zhicheng. The housekeepers and servants would not take the initiative to come up unless they got their orders.It can be said that no one dared to disturb You Qian and Song Zhicheng no matter how close they were before. This is the first time she felt embarrassed by this matter...

Aunt He seemed to have completely forgotten what happened just now, without any abnormality on her face, she said with a smile: "I woke up, and said that I will go upstairs to see the young master later."

While talking, You Qian heard footsteps.

She turned her head quickly, and saw grandpa on crutches coming towards the room, You Qian immediately went up to meet her and said, "Grandpa, the burning fever has subsided. You don't have to worry about it."

Mr. Song said, "I'll just take a look."

After Mr. Song came to the room and saw it himself, he felt relieved and said, "It's good if the fever subsides. Poor me, baby, you don't seem to be energetic at all."

As he spoke, Mr. Song quietly wiped away his tears.

You Qian looked at it and felt that her head was getting bigger for a while. The two people she fears most now are Grandpa and Gun Gun. What are you afraid of?I'm afraid that the two of them will get sick.

Seeing her grandfather sad because she didn't take good care of her son, You Qian felt even more guilty and uncomfortable.

Dr. Liang followed behind, and said with a smile, "Master, it's normal for a child to look sick."

Mr. Song snorted softly: "Of course I know it's normal. I just feel distressed."

Although the voices in the room were very low, Song Gungun seemed to hear it in his sleep, his mouth twitched, and his eyes suddenly opened.

Song Gungun, who had just opened his eyes, had eyes as spotless and clean as glass, and was a little confused for a moment. After turning around a little, Song Gungun's eyes stayed on You Qian, opened his mouth, and cried out loudly.

You Qian felt that his heart had been hit all of a sudden, and the pain was unbearable.

Before she had time to think about anything, she dashed forward, immediately picked up Gun Gun, hugged him in her arms and coaxed: "Gun Gun don't cry anymore, mom is here."

Song Gungun howled until his small chest trembled.

Seeing this appearance, Mr. Song felt even more distressed: "Doctor Liang, take a look again, is there something uncomfortable?"

This is the so-called care and chaos. Dr. Liang was full of helplessness, but he had no choice but to go up again, check it, and said: "It's just a fever, and the child feels uncomfortable, so he likes to express his emotions by crying. It's really okay. "

Dr. Liang repeatedly said that it was fine, but Mr. Song and You Qian were still very anxious. Aunt He, Song De and the others had to worry about both the young master and the old man.

Inside the house, there was a mess.

Fortunately, Song Zhicheng came in quickly, and he calmed down the people in the house with just a few words.After Song Zhicheng sent Dr. Liang downstairs, he came back and saw You Qian and his grandfather sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at the sleeping Song Gungun.

Song Zhicheng stroked his forehead and looked at his grandfather with a serious expression: "Grandpa, Dr. Liang said that you didn't complete your rehabilitation exercise on time today. I will accompany you for a walk."

Mr. Song rolled his eyes at him, shook his head and said, "If I don't go, I'll keep my baby rolling."

Song Zhicheng's face was calm, and he said patiently: "I promise that Gun Gun will be lively and dancing tomorrow, so Grandpa, you have to take good care of your body before you can play with Gun Gun."

Mr. Song thought about it, yes, but he still couldn't bear to look away, lowered his head, and didn't know what he was thinking. Suddenly, Mr. Song's eyes lit up, he looked at You Qian, then at Song Zhicheng, and Said: "Big name, I've thought about it."

Both Song Zhicheng and You Qian raised their heads and looked at Mr. Song.

Mr. Song said: "Seeing Gun Gun's sick and listless appearance, I feel that I don't have any expectations for him, and I don't have any serious wishes. As long as my baby Gun Gun can live a healthy, safe, simple and happy life. That's good. So, let's call him Song Jian'an!"

This is the wish of the elderly.

This wish is simple and ordinary, but it is the best wish in the world.

Song Zhicheng pursed his lips and said softly, "Grandpa decides."

You Qian and Grandpa had almost the same thoughts, and immediately laughed and said, "Grandpa's name is really good, it sounds nice, it's easy to remember, and it has such a good meaning."

Mr. Song was a little proud: "Of course. I have eaten more salt than you have eaten." Just because he has experienced great storms in his life, he hopes that his children and grandchildren will live safely and smoothly.

You Qian squinted her eyes and smiled, bent her head, touched her son's forehead lightly with her lips, and said with a smile, "Gun Gun, you have a name. Your name is Song Jian'an. Do you like it? Grandpa gave it to you."

 After thinking about it, I still think it is good to call Gun Gun An An, because the author thinks that a simple, safe and healthy life is the happiest thing.Thanks to the pro-"Slippers" who named it.What? (づ ̄3 ̄)づ╭?~

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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