cuddling in his arms

Chapter 362 An Ziqing's Illness (13)
An Moxuan glanced at Mo Xiaoli, then walked in lightly, touching An Ziqing's face with his small hands, he called softly, "Daddy, are you still sleeping?"

The small body couldn't reach it, so he could only stand on tiptoe. Suddenly, the world spun, An Ziqing picked up An Moxuan and rolled him on the bed, and the father and son laughed together.

"Ah, Daddy is pretending to be asleep." An Moxuan yelled and giggled.

An Ziqing touched An Moxuan's smooth face with his rough hands, feeling a little pain, but An Moxuan didn't say anything, just laughed and laughed with his father, Mo Xiaoli stood aside and looked at the father and son, feeling a little sad , turned his back and wiped away his tears.

"Daddy, I want to pee." An Moxuan said suddenly.

An Ziqing groped to put the little one on the ground, and he slid into the bathroom.

An Ziqing was a little panting, lazily leaning against the bed rail and breathing heavily.

"A Li." He called her suddenly.

"I'm here." Mo Xiaoli's voice was a little hoarse, and he quickly walked to the bedside, grabbed his hand, and the two intertwined their fingers, listening to each other's breathing and heartbeat, and stopped talking.

After a long time, An Ziqing asked, "Why did you bring Mo Xuan here?"

"Look at you." Mo Xiaoli said.

"Do you want to use Mo Xuan's bone marrow for matching?" An Ziqing asked lightly.

"Ziqing..." Mo Xiaoli bit his lower lip, "I have no choice."

"I also want to live, and I want to be with you mother and child even in my dreams, but Mo Xuan is still so young." An Ziqing closed her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, very fine under the sunlight.

"You, as long as you work hard to live, I will do everything." Mo Xiaoli said suddenly, holding his hand tightly.

This sentence An Ziqing often said to her, for her now, he used to protect her, now hug her to protect him.

An Ziqing bent his lips into a smile, and stopped talking, as if he was tired again.

After chemotherapy, his condition is not very good. Sometimes he vomits and even loses his hair. The doctor said that these are the adverse reactions caused by chemotherapy, but the doctor also said that An Ziqing is the strongest person he has ever seen. When encountering this kind of situation, he would feel irritable and restless, but he still vomits every day, but he still eats. Sometimes he will see a lot of hair on his hand when he strokes it with his hands, but he just calms down the hair seriously. Throw it into the trash can, and don't care too much about it.

He seems to be looking forward to something happily every day. His eyes can't see, he only relies on his ears. Every time someone comes, he can tell who it is by listening to the footsteps. Then he can call out other people's names.

Mo Xiaoli gently stroked his thinning hair, got up, and waited for An Moxuan at the bathroom door.

As soon as Xiao Budian ran out, she was dragged away by Mo Xiaoli. She didn't say until she was out of the ward, "Mo Xuan, will mom take you for a match? Daddy can't wait that long."

"it is good."

When Mo Xiaoli brought An Moxuan to the doctor, the doctor looked at the child who looked like a pudding in surprise, and asked, "Can such a small child persist? It will hurt."

Before Mo Xiaoli could speak, An Moxuan hugged the doctor's leg and said, "Uncle doctor, I can do it. As long as it can save my daddy, I can do anything. Please, let me save daddy."

The doctor was a little moved, picked up An Moxuan, scratched his little nose and asked, "What's your name? How old are you?"

"My name is An Moxuan, I am almost five years old, doctor uncle, I have lived for five years, but I just met Daddy not long ago, I don't want to be separated from Daddy, please, save my Daddy, okay? " An Moxuan said, wiping away tears.

(End of this chapter)