Annoying wife by the pillow: cute husband wants a baby

After Jian Siheng fell asleep, Liang Tongtong went downstairs.

From the looks of it, Jian Siheng didn't seem to have any serious problems except that he looked weaker.

But she knew that those wounds on his body, especially the horrible wounds on his lower body, once an infection was induced, the consequences would be unpredictable.

Yu Tai had been waiting quietly in the hall downstairs, when he saw Liang Tongtong coming down, he hurried up and asked, "Madam, how is the young master?"

"He just fell asleep, but the situation is not optimistic. Could you please ask your family doctor."

When Yu Tai heard "the situation is not optimistic", the anxiety on his face became heavier.

"Madam, can I ask you—how pessimistic are you?"

Liang Tongtong was a little hard to say, so he chose a simple answer: "He hurt himself, and his body is full of injuries."

Yu Tai seemed to be taken aback for a moment, lowered his head, but raised his head quickly: "I'll go ask Dr. Wei right away."

After speaking, Yu Tai went to the back of the villa.

It seems that the last time the young master came out of the bedroom, the smell of blood he smelled was not an illusion.

Liang Tongtong slowly returned to the upstairs bedroom.

She still has lingering fear, but she doesn't know how to calm down.

Now, as long as she leaves the bedroom and calms down, her mind will be filled with overlapping shadows of him.

There is his angry look, his begging look, his lonely look, even the despair in his self-harm, and the look of smiling and crying when he sees her.

Her heart throbbed, how could she heal the trauma of his body and mind.

Pushing open the door of the bedroom, seeing Jian Siheng still lying quietly on the bed, maintaining the sleeping position when she just went out, she calmed down a little.

She sat down on the side of the sofa and looked around the utterly masculine bedroom.

Low-key and luxurious decoration, simple and expensive furniture.The interior colors are all simple, black, white and gray, and the only discordant colors are probably the ladies' clothes in the dressing room.

It is often said that a person's bedroom can reflect a person's character.

Liang Tongtong thought that if he wanted to make Jian Siheng's heart a little brighter, he should first improve his bedroom, at least to see a little vitality.

Yu Tai led the family doctor Dr. Wei to knock on the door and come in.

The three of them walked to the bed together.Jian Siheng was still asleep, but his cheeks were slightly flushed.

"Do you have a fever?" Dr. Wei seemed to be asking, but also making judgments.

Liang Tongtong reached out and touched Jian Siheng's forehead, and sure enough, it was burning, and his forehead was as hot as a piece of red iron.

"Ah, it's so hot." Liang Tongtong was a little impatient, and her tone was full of worry.

"It's nothing." Dr. Wei curled his lips, "At least he's been pretty good for the past few years."

Liang Tongtong heard something wrong: "Did Si Heng often get sick before?"

"Very often." Dr. Wei gave her a very positive answer, and then said teasingly, "Otherwise, why is he so thin."

Liang Tongtong was even more puzzled. Since Jian's family has a dedicated family doctor and a dedicated cook, is there no one to help him recuperate his body.

"Didn't anyone help him with nutritional conditioning? Or physical training or something?" She asked Dr. Wei, and glanced at Yu Tai again.

"Do you think this guy will obediently eat the food we gave him?" Dr. Wei shrugged, "For a picky eater, no matter how smart a nutritionist is, he can't do anything."