Chapter 327

At the same time, all the guests stood up and applauded to express their wishes for the new couple. The atmosphere was very warm.

While watching, Fenfen could not help covering her eyes with shame, but she couldn't help looking. She secretly opened her hand and looked out through her fingers.

Mixed with the guests, mu Zehao held Qiao Xiaoxiao's hand tightly and held her in his arms. He thought that one day, he must give her a grand wedding to make up for her regret. He owed her too much, that is, he didn't think it was enough to make up for it with the rest of his life.

After the wedding, Qin Lang and his wife and mu Zehao family found a restaurant for dinner. Fenfen seemed to be very interested in Qin Lang's wife Jenny. She always pestered him to ask questions, but didn't pay much attention to Qiao Xiaoxiao. It's rare that Jenny has a very good character and patiently answered his strange questions.

Mu Zehao worried and said, "Qiao had a problem when he called in China just now. We must let Xiao Xiao go back to deal with it, but Fenfen..."

Qiao Xiaoxiao is also very tangled. She can't give up either her son or the company.

"Don't worry." Qin Lang looks at the picture of Fenfen getting along with his wife“ We will take good care of Fenfen. "

Jenny also replied, "yes, I like Finn very much."

Qiao Xiaoxiao said gratefully, "then Fenfen, please."

Jenny shook her head and said, "you're welcome. You're Qin Lang's friends, that is, my friends. You don't have to thank them."

After telling Qin Lang and his wife, Qiao Xiaoxiao told Fenfen that he was not willing to get worse. Unexpectedly, Fenfen had no opinion and cooperated very well, which made her very happy.

Like a little adult, Fenfen comforted her mother in turn, "Mom, don't worry, I will listen to Aunt Qin and treat her well. When I get well, I can go home with my parents."

Qiao Xiaoxiao nodded tearfully and said, "well, mom and dad will take you home soon."

After all aspects have been arranged, domestic affairs can't be delayed. Qiao Xiaoxiao and mu Zehao booked air tickets and rushed to the airport. Qin Lang and his wife brought Fenfen to see them off. At the time of departure, Qiao Xiaoxiao always held Fenfen's hand and didn't want to release it. His eyes always stayed on his son.

Mu Zehao knew that she was reluctant and did not rush until it was time to board the plane.

Qiao Xiaoxiao relaxed and opened Fenfen. He walked with mu Zehao to the security inspection direction. He didn't take a few steps. He cried and turned back, hugged Fenfen, then released his hand and quickly stepped into the security inspection without looking back. She couldn't hesitate any more. She thought she wouldn't go back.

Mu Zehao sighed helplessly and touched Fenfen's head. This is the farewell between father and son.

Then he followed Qiao Xiaoxiao's footsteps and boarded the plane. Without Fenfen, Qiao Xiaoxiao cried even more. Only those who have experienced it personally may understand the pain of mother child separation. Mu Zehao couldn't bear it. He asked her to cry on her shoulder. Without persuasion, he just handed over a paper towel silently.

After returning to China, Qiao Xiaoxiao began to be busy with work affairs to numb his yearning for his son. However, once he was idle, the previously repressed yearning surged up several times. Qiao Xiaoxiao held the picture of Fenfen all day and looked at it, and his tears wet the picture.

"Where's the sound of the piano?"

On this day, mu Zehao heard a piano sound when he came home from work. Listening carefully, it was a sleeping song. Only Qiao Xiaoxiao could play the piano at home. The sleeping song was not played very well. Several tones were played wrong, and the mood inside was too pathetic, so it must not be suitable for sleeping.

Xiao Xiao is thinking about Fenfen again.

Mu Zehao went upstairs with a sigh. When he opened the door, he saw Qiao Xiaoxiao sitting in front of the piano, walking over and holding her shoulder, silently giving her strength.

Qiao Xiaoxiao lowered his head and put away his sadness. Mu Zehao has worked very hard and he can't distract her anymore.

When Qiao Xiaoxiao raised his head, he already had a smile on his face. "You're back. I'm free. I'll play. I'll pour you a glass of water."

Mu Zehao didn't break through her cover, nodded and sat on the piano chair.

WOW!

Suddenly there was a sound of broken cups. Mu Zehao hurriedly got up and rushed over. He saw Qiao Xiaoxiao standing stunned, with a pile of broken glass under his feet. When he came in, he was in a hurry to pick up the pieces.

Mu Zehao shouted, "don't pick it up."

"Hiss!"

It was too late. Qiao Xiaoxiao screamed and held his hands. His fingertips had been cut by fragments. The blood flowed out bit by bit. Mu Zehao was very distressed. He pulled her away, looked at her hand, and wrapped it in his mouth to stop bleeding for her.

Seeing that the wound had stopped bleeding, mu Zehao took her away from the scene of the accident, "well, don't worry, I'll find someone to clean it up."

Qiao Xiaoxiao gave a silent response and locked his eyes tightly on his hands. Obviously, he didn't move, but his hands trembled unconsciously.

Mu Zehao frowned and asked, "what's going on?"

Qiao Xiaoxiao shook his head and said wearily, "it's nothing. It'll be fine in a while."

Mu Zehao refused to give up and asked, "how long has this happened? Have you taken the medicine prescribed by the American doctor?"

"Yes." Qiao Xiaoxiao returned to the and didn't want him to worry. "It's really nothing. Don't be so nervous. I just played the piano for a while."

Mu Zehao was very angry. He squatted down and held her hands. "Xiao Xiao, the doctor said that you can continue to play the piano in the future. You can't make your hands too tired. Don't you want to cure your hands?"

Qiao Xiaoxiao silently shed tears, hugged mu Zehao and cried, "but I don't know what to do? I miss Fenfen. I can't stop. When I stop, my mind is full of Fenfen. I don't know whether he is good, whether he eats on time or treats obediently. I want to see him, but I can't... "

"I know, I know." Mu Zehao hugged her and comforted: "I don't want to play the piano, but you told me that we should take good care of ourselves for Fenfen. Fenfen likes listening to you play the piano best. Didn't you say that you still teach him to play the piano? When he is well, your hand can't play the piano completely. How sad he should be."

Qiao Xiaoxiao didn't speak and kept crying, venting her inner pain.

Mu Zehao picked her up and walked to the bedroom. "Well, I'll take you to have a good sleep. A friend of mine introduced me to an old traditional Chinese medicine. He said it was a deep research in this field, which may be effective. I'll take you to have a look tomorrow."

Qiao Xiaoxiao nodded and immersed himself in Mu Zehao's gentle eyes. He became more and more tired and slowly closed his eyes.

The next day, mu Zehao took Qiao Xiaoxiao to visit the old traditional Chinese medicine. It was an antique pharmacy. The method of seeing a doctor was very different from that of Western medicine. He looked at Qiao Xiaoxiao's hand repeatedly and finally prescribed a pile of medicine. Mu Zehao didn't understand medicine, but the effectiveness of American Western medicine was not great, so he had to try traditional Chinese medicine.

The old Chinese medicine handed out the prescription, touched his beard and said, "go outside and get the medicine. There are precautions on it. Remember to see."

Mu Zehao led Qiao Xiaoxiao to take the medicine, bought a pile of tools for boiling traditional Chinese medicine, and went home to boil the medicine according to the prescription. In those days, the Mu family mansion was always haunted by a slightly bitter medicine fragrance, which didn't smell bad, but it smelled good.

"Sir, come back quickly, madam, she..."

Mu Zehao, who was working overtime in the company, suddenly received a phone call from his aunt at home. He was shocked and hurried home. However, he saw Qiao Xiaoxiao curled up on the sofa, covering his stomach, looking pale, and big beads of sweat falling from his forehead. Mu Zehao was as worried as a knife for a moment and wanted to replace Qiao Xiaoxiao.

Without time to ask the reason, mu Zehao hurriedly took Qiao Xiaoxiao to the hospital. After treatment, the situation stabilized. The reason was also clear. Several of the drugs prescribed by the old Chinese medicine to Qiao Xiaoxiao had cold properties and could not be taken during the holidays. This incident was caused by carelessness.

When Qiao Xiaoxiao woke up, he was lying in the hospital with drops on his hands. Mu Zehao was sitting with his head on his hand. He stretched out his hand to touch his face. Before he touched it, mu Zehao seemed to feel it. He opened his eyes, but his eyes were bloodshot.

Mu Zehao held her hand and said happily, "how do you feel when you wake up? What else is wrong? I'll go to the doctor. "

Qiao Xiaoxiao took him, shook his head and said, "it's all right. I'm fine. You don't have to be busy."

Mu Zehao breathed a sigh of relief and scolded himself: "it's all my fault. If I left work early or told my aunt, it wouldn't happen."

Qiao Xiaoxiao shook his head and said, "it's my own carelessness. How can I blame you."

Mu Zehao was not relieved. "In short, it's my fault that I didn't take good care of you."

Qiao Xiaoxiao had no energy to argue with him. He smiled and stopped talking.

After getting well, mu Zehao took Qiao Xiaoxiao home. With this lesson, he dared not be careless. For Qiao Xiaoxiao's daily life, mu Zehao had to do everything personally. If the company was busy, mu Zehao took his work home, coaxed Qiao Xiaoxiao to sleep, and then went into his study to get busy.

"Oh." After the holiday, Qiao Xiaoxiao began to take the medicine prescribed by the old traditional Chinese medicine again. He didn't drink it for some reason. He just smelled the taste and had a nausea. "No, I want to vomit. Zehao, take the medicine away."

Mu Zehao coaxed with good words: "Xiao Xiao, after drinking the old traditional Chinese medicine, your hands have been much better and your joints are very flexible. It is estimated that you can recover after taking another course of treatment. Don't be capricious. Drink the medicine obediently."

Qiao Xiaoxiao listened, took the medicine bowl, held his breath and took a sip. Before the medicine reached the root of his tongue, he put it down, rushed to the bathroom, held the toilet and vomited up, and all his tears came out.

Mu Zehao couldn't bear to continue to force her. He took the medicine away and poured a glass of water to gargle her.

"Will you vomit after taking medicine?"

Mu Zehao turned to Qin Lang, a medical expert, and asked, "but it's all good before. It's just that after the last abdominal pain, I can't drink or smell. I vomit when I smell it."

Qin Lang thought, "I'm afraid it left a shadow last time. It's a heart disease. It's a psychological problem that can only be solved slowly."

Mu Zehao pondered for a while. For a moment, there was no good way, so he had to shelve the problem for the time being.

"How about Fenfen?"

Qin Lang's tone was very happy. Hui reported: "OK, the situation is very optimistic."

Finally, there is one thing that can comfort mu Zehao's heart. His face that hasn't seen a smile for many days also slowly shows a happy face, and his tone is much more relaxed and happy. "That's good. I have something to be busy here. When I'm finished, I'll go to see Fenfen."

Qin Lang replied, "OK."

Mu Zehao tried various methods to make Qiao Xiaoxiao take medicine. For example, he added milk and juice. He was persuasive and enlightened by language. Qiao Xiaoxiao also cooperated very well. He kept telling himself to take medicine obediently, but he was always unable to resist the strong rational response.

Another attempt failed. Qiao Xiaoxiao vomited from the bathroom, rinsed his mouth, and came out holding the wall. The whole person was weak and looked at mu Zehao with tears. He was very poor.

Qiao Xiaoxiao almost said in a pleading tone, "Zehao, I really can't drink. Don't force me."

Mu Zehao looked at her with heartache. He clenched his hand and made a decision in his heart, "Xiao Xiao, come here."