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At such moments, she would always feel powerless and blame herself for being useless.

Sheng Yanchen stepped on the accelerator and the car sped away.

The woman in the back seat was so quiet that it made him worried.

He looked at her through the rearview mirror and saw that her face was pale and she was hugging the little one tightly in her arms. Her tears fell silently one by one and fell on the thin quilt.

No matter how strong she usually pretended to be, at this moment, her vulnerability was still vividly displayed in front of him.

He didn't know what he could do for her at this moment. He could only comfort her while speeding up his steps as much as possible.

"Don't worry too much. It'll be fine. Let's go take a look first. If it doesn't work, just drive directly to the city. If it doesn't work, I'll ask the company's medical team to come back now."

"As long as I'm here, I won't let anything happen to you, trust me."

An Yan didn't say anything, she just hugged the little man in her arms tighter.

She looked at the distance displayed on the navigation screen and was so anxious that she wished she could shrink to an inch.

When they arrived at the hospital, the two hurried to the emergency room.

Fortunately, the doctors here are quite professional.

After listening to An Yan's description, the doctor made a preliminary diagnosis and immediately arranged an urgent test for her. At the same time, he quickly started antipyretic treatment for her.

After struggling for more than an hour, Nannan's body temperature finally began to drop.

She gradually calmed down, stopped humming because of discomfort, and fell into a deep sleep.

The doctor took the test sheets and compared them and told them not to worry too much. The child just had a common viral cold this time and there was nothing serious about it.

In response to the little guy's symptoms, the doctor prescribed a lot of medicine and told them how to use it one by one. After that, he asked them to take the baby home for observation.

An Yan nodded as if she were pounding garlic, writing down everything carefully.

After the doctor left, the tight string she had been holding finally relaxed.

But she sat in the chair, her legs so weak that she didn't stand up for a long time.

In the end, Sheng Yanchen held his daughter in one hand and supported her with the other before leaving the hospital.

It was already late at night when the two of them arrived home.

Sheng Yanchen has installed the fence during the day today, so there is no need to worry about the little guy accidentally rolling down.

An Yan carefully placed her daughter inside and covered her with the quilt.

He sat down on the side and just watched intently.

She had been in a bad mood throughout the day. She had been in a state of high mental stress for so long, and now her face was very ugly, so white that there was almost no blood left.

Sheng Yanchen put the medicine on the table aside, came over and pressed her down, asking her to lie down.

"You just need to sleep for a while and I'll take care of you."

"I will take my daughter's temperature again in an hour, and I will call you if anything happens."

He gently rubbed the top of her hair and moved it down, covering her eyes.

An Yan's sight was blocked, so she didn't see the distress in his eyes.

The child has been frail and sickly since birth, and she spent many nights rushing to and from the hospital alone with the child in her arms.

Sheng Yanchen suddenly remembered the banquet that night. At that time, she came to him for help because she had to rush to the hospital.

What would she have done on her own if he hadn't meddle in this matter on a whim?
If it weren't for that intersection, they might not be entangled like this again.

An Yan turned over and moved towards her daughter.

She gently held the child's little hand.

Now Nannan's body temperature has returned to normal, and her little hands are neither cold nor hot.An Yan's anxious heart finally relaxed a little.

Sheng Yanchen dimmed the bedside lamp a little, leaned next to her, and hugged her gently.

"Go to sleep, I'm here. You have to have a good rest so you can have the energy to take care of the child, right?"

His body temperature was transmitted to her through the thin fabric, making her feel inexplicably at ease.

An Yan felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and she actually fell asleep so unconsciously.

When she woke up again, she didn't know what time it was, only that it was still dark.

The light was dim, and under the light and shadow, Sheng Yanchen was leaning over and tapping his daughter.

After a moment, he reached out and took back the thermometer from the little guy, looking at it carefully under the faint light.

He was so focused that he didn't notice that An Yan had woken up.

In the past, An Yan was disgusted and despised the relationship between them. In her heart, this kind of unattractive relationship was nothing more than the entanglement of primitive desires, without any emotion at all.

However, at this moment, her heart was inexplicably touched.

The way he looked at the thermometer intently was imprinted in her heart unexpectedly.

An Yan moved, and Sheng Yanchen realized that she was awake.

Her eyes were full of water, and she looked at him, as if some unclear emotions were surging.

He stepped forward and was about to ask.

But An Yan suddenly put her arms around his waist and nestled in his arms like a kitten.

Sheng Yanchen was stunned for a moment and swallowed back all the words he had not yet said.

He looked down at the little woman who was holding him and wouldn't let go, her eyes full of love.

He knew that this was just her stress reaction.

Although I don't know what she went through today, it is obvious that she is exhausted both physically and mentally.

Under such circumstances, it is normal for her to become dependent on herself who has given her help.

But Sheng Yanchen knew very clearly that this was not love, not liking, and had nothing to do with feelings.

On a normal day, he would have teased her deliberately, and then secretly chuckled at her blushing face.

But today, he didn't do that. He just gently stroked her long, silky hair and whispered softly.

"It's okay, I'm here..."

An Yan didn't know what was wrong with her. Her mind was blank just now, and she hugged him involuntarily when she saw him.

When she came to her senses, she realized how inappropriate her behavior was.

She blushed slightly, loosened her hand around his waist, looked away, and asked in a low voice.

"How is the girl?"

Sheng Yanchen said while putting the thermometer back into the box.

"It's over 37 degrees and she has a low fever. I just gave her some water and will keep an eye on her."

An Yan frowned, worry couldn't help but fill her heart again.

Although she had long expected that Nannan's condition would relapse.

But when this situation really happened, she couldn't help but feel anxious.

She looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it had only been more than an hour since she fell asleep.