Chapter 228

On the table in the dining room, Mo Yunqian kept putting dishes for me.

"Look at you. How fat I was when I first saw you before, but later I became thinner and thinner. You must eat more!"

Hearing Mo Yunqian say so, in fact, I have no appetite, after all, my heart has been thinking about Lu Shaofan.

Seeing that I had a few mouthfuls of food, Mo Yunqian frowned tightly and said, "if this matter is not handled well, are you going to be unable to eat?"

Mo Yunqian knows why I am like this, but in fact, he can leave me alone.

In Los Angeles, I'm not familiar with the place of my life. Although my husband is here, he's just lacking in skills.

In fact, think about it. What's my strength with a child? After all, he didn't leave me for Qi Yuan.

But even so, I still feel bad.

Because if I don't compete with Ankang, my Sihan will be hurt.

Sihan has always regarded Lu Shaofan as an example in his heart since he was born. Sihan and Lu Shaofan have always been very close. Now that a well-being appears, Sihan seems to have suddenly lost all the love of Lu Shaofan.

But even though, I know in my heart that Lu Shaofan loves me and Sihan, he can't accompany us as before.

Thinking of Sihan, I feel anxious.

"Mo Yunqian, can you book a ticket back to Miancheng today? I want to go back. Sihan is still waiting for me at home."

Listen to me, Mo Yunqian said with a faint smile, "in fact, I used to come to Los Angeles on business with a manager of the company, and I also reserved a ticket to Miancheng in the evening. If you need it, I'll ask the manager of our company to give you the tickets. We can go to the airport to change some tickets."

Suddenly heard this, I looked at Mo Yunqian in surprise.

"Can you really go back?"

Seeing that I didn't believe him, Mo Yunqian laughed.

"Don't worry. I'll call my manager now and let him do it."

So I had dinner with Mo Yunqian, and we went to the airport together.

When I got the ticket, I couldn't believe it, because if I ordered the ticket myself, it was almost possible that I couldn't book the ticket for tonight, but it was mo Yunqian who helped me.

When I got on the plane, I turned off my mobile phone, but before I turned it off, I still didn't receive Lu Shaofan's phone call and his SMS.

He must be stuck there for all sorts of reasons.

At the same time, Lu Shaofan calmed down and went to bed. He took out his mobile phone to make a phone call. However, after the phone was dialed, it was turned off.

"Less sail, I'm sorry."

Qi Yuan is standing there at the door.

Lu Shaofan frowned, and then walked out of the room.

He looked at Qi Yuan and said: "compared with you apologizing to me now, I hope that the next time you meet with Wei Ran, you can get along well with her. After all, he is my wife Lu Shaofan. She came here with a gift and came to see her well-being sincerely."

Hearing Lu Shaofan mention this matter, Qi Yuan's face is not good-looking, but she still should come down.

"I'm gone."

Seeing Lu Shaofan going, Qi Yuan took his arm.

"Su Weiran left your coat in the shop where you told her to wait for you. When you were comforting, I helped you to see it!"

Hearing this, Lu Shaofan's face flashed a trace of bitterness.

Of course, he knew that when she left, she was so sad, how could she listen to herself and where she had been waiting for herself.

Lu Shaofan opens Qi Yuan's hand.

"There is no relationship between you and me except for a healthy one! I'm leaving. You can take good care of your health

When Lu Shaofan came out of Qiyuan's house, the rain had stopped outside. He went straight to the Weiner Hotel, but he was still in vain.

"Hello, Mr. Lu. Miss Su, whom you are looking for, checked out and left two hours ago."

This is the answer from the front desk to Lu Shaofan.

Back in Mianyang City, when Mo Yunqian and I got off the plane, it was already 11 o'clock in the evening. I had just started the plane and soon received a call from the nanny at home.

I sat in Mo Yunqian's car, looking at the number flashing on the screen, immediately in my heart.

It's so late. The nanny called me. There must be something wrong with Sihan.

Mo Yunqian subconsciously glanced at my mobile phone, but also a frown, did not speak.

After I got through the phone, I heard the nanny say, "Wei Ran, Sihan, he has a little fever this evening. I gave him some medicine, but I didn't expect that it would burn to 40 degrees..."

The fever reached 40 degrees.

My face immediately turned white, "I have already arrived in Mianyang City. You can cool Sihan physics and drink antipyretic drugs. I will go home and take him to the hospital right away."On hearing this, the nanny said, "don't worry. I've just given Sihan a bath after taking the antipyretic medicine. But Sihan is not feeling well and has been clamoring for his father and mother."

When the nurse said this, her voice choked.

After all, Sihan was taken care of since she was born, and then she followed me from France to China. For the nanny of our family, Sihan is the child of Lu Shaofan and I, as well as her child.

I feel very uncomfortable in my heart. If I didn't go to Los Angeles to look for Lu Shaofan, I would be with Sihan.

After hanging up the phone, Mo Yunqian on one side said: "don't be afraid. I'll drive directly to your home now, and then we'll send Sihan to the hospital together. With me, don't think about anything!"

Suddenly heard Mo Yunqian say so, my tears have fallen down.

Thank you

If it wasn't for Mo Yunqian's ticket, if it wasn't for him to drive me, maybe at this time, I knew Sihan was ill, and I could only do something in a hurry.

When he got home, Mo Yunqian went downstairs without saying a word, holding Sihan, who was scalding all over his body, while I went down with him.

On the way to the hospital, Mo Yunqian had already called his acquaintance in the hospital. As soon as Sihan was sent to the hospital, he didn't even hang up the number, so the doctor went to see him directly.

When a child has a fever, his body is inflamed, and Sihan's tonsil is inflamed. When the temperature reaches 40 degrees, Sihan falls asleep all the time, as if he has no strength to open his eyes.

On the hospital bed, Sihan's antipyretic medicine had begun to work. He was sweating all over his body, and his fever dropped a little. When he was a little more energetic, he opened his eyes and looked at me, "Mom, mom!"

He didn't say anything else. He called his mother. With such a cry, I remembered what happened in Los Angeles today, and my heart felt broken.