Transmigrated into a wealthy family's stepmother, I raised the villain into a sweet child.

Jinxi touched his forehead: "Did you take his temperature?"

"I took your temperature, you have a slight fever." Zhou Linxu looked at Zan Zan's weak and listless appearance, her rosy lips tightly pursed, and she also looked unwell.

Jinxi breathed a sigh of relief, her mind calm. She said softly, "Don't be nervous. I guess it's because I ate too much barbecue tonight. I'll go ask the doctor if there are any other tests."

And when the adults weren't looking, she secretly took a big gulp of iced soda.

Jinxi looked at Zhou Linxu's face. His brows were furrowed, and she didn't know what he was thinking.

Jinxi patted him on the shoulder again, said nothing, and went to find the doctor.

After Jinxi left, Zhou Linxu sat on the plastic bench in the hospital with Zanzan in his arms. He kept his head down, his gaze fixed on the little dog in his arms, whimpering softly.

He remembered that when he first brought him home, there was a time when he secretly ate something and lay in his arms like this, whimpering without crying, being incredibly well-behaved.

Zhou Linxu touched his soft little face and wiped his sweat with his fingertips.

Zhou Yanqian was already uncomfortable, and then his face was touched. Even a clay idol would be angry!

He opened his eyes, feeling dizzy and lightheaded, only to see Zhou Linxu's tightly furrowed brows.

"Hmm?" Zhou Yanqian hummed in surprise. It turned out he hadn't misread it.

This was the first time he had ever seen Zhou Linxu with such an expression—anxious, worried, and somewhat complicated mix of emotions.

Before Zhou Yanqian could think about it, Zhou Linxu noticed that his expression seemed calmer after he opened his eyes.

He asked in a low voice, "Is the baby feeling better?"

Good heavens, such a gentle tone, Zhou Yanqian thought to himself, what kind of dream is this?

Zhou Linxu picked him up and let him sit on his lap, then pressed his chin against his forehead to feel his body temperature.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that Zan Zan wasn't as hot as before.

Zhou Yanqian's ear was pressed against his collarbone. He felt Zhou Linxu touching him and it took him a while to react.

It's an illusion, it must be an illusion!

How could Zhou Linxu do such a thing!

However... not sticking to it like this actually makes me feel quite safe.

Zhou Linxu felt a stinging pain in his arm. Looking down, he saw that his son was gripping his arm tightly with one hand, as if he didn't realize he was using much force.

Zhou Linxu didn't say anything about Zan Zan's little habit, letting him hold it, and gently coaxed, "Baby, does your tummy still hurt?"

It would have been better if he hadn't said anything, because once he did, Zhou Yanqian's attention went back to his stomach.

It hurts...it still hurts so much.

Zhou Linxu placed his warm palm on his stomach: "Daddy will gently rub it for you."

Zhou Yanqian was very awkward. What was he doing...?

But rubbing it did relieve the pain a lot. Zhou Yanqian opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything. However, when Zhou Linxu rubbed his stomach, he couldn't help but pinch his arm.

When Jinxi came out of the hospital, she saw Zhou Linxu gently rubbing Zanzan's belly. The father and son were very harmonious at that moment.

She watched for a while, then walked over and said, "Let's go, let's go do some other tests. After the tests, you'll just need one more injection. You don't need to be hospitalized."

Zhou Linxu hummed in agreement, then picked up Zan Zan and got up.

Jinxi reached out and touched Zanzan's face: "Poor little thing, are you feeling better?"

Zhou Yanqian gave a muffled "hmm".

It's much better now; it doesn't hurt as much as it did before.

Jinxi put a fever-reducing patch on his head, which felt cool and refreshing, and Zhou Yanqian's mind cleared up a bit.

Jinxi wanted to say something, but out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of Zhou Linxu's arm, which now had bloodstains.

The instigator, however, seemed completely oblivious to the situation.

Jinxi didn't say anything, only saying, "I'll hold you for a while, you rest for a bit."

She reached out and took Zan Zan into her arms. Then, she subconsciously lowered her head and pressed her chin and cheek against Zan Zan, feeling his body temperature.

Zhou Yanqian unconsciously picked at his fingers again. His head was spinning, his stomach was aching, and he felt weak and powerless.

Why do these two always stick so close to him?

Jinxi said, "It doesn't seem as hot as it was before."

Zhou Linxu hummed in agreement, feeling much relieved to see that Zanzan was awake.

Jinxi tilted her head slightly and said in a calm tone, "There are tissues over there, you can wipe your arm."

Zhou Linxu looked down and saw two deep fingernail marks, both with beads of blood emerging from them.

He thought to himself, "This grip is getting stronger and stronger. Before, it was just to make a couple of marks, but now it's a weapon."

Zhou Linxu grabbed a tissue and wiped his arm. The wound was small and would disappear after wiping.

Zhou Yanqian also craned his neck to look, but saw nothing, and was then carried forward by Jin Xi.

After all that trouble, it turned out to be pretty much what Jinxi said: the child had eaten too much and had indigestion, plus drank cold drinks. The child's stomach is fragile, which caused the high fever. A shot and some medicine will do the trick.

Zhou Yanqian was carried to the infusion room. He was sleepy again and was held by Zhou Linxu.

He vaguely heard Jinxi say, "You clamp his legs together, turn your body a little to the side, hold on tight with your hands, and expose your buttocks..."

Ok?

Whose hand should I hold?

Whose butt are you showing?

Zhou Yanqian tried to open his eyes, but felt as if his pants had been pulled down halfway. Before he could look down, he felt something cool rub against his buttocks, followed by a prick.

He belatedly tried to look down, but Jinxi blocked his view, and he could hear her softly coaxing, "It's alright, it's alright, go to sleep."

Sleep?!

The pain was only realized belatedly, and Zhou Yanqian couldn't hold back his tears.

How awful!!! How awful!!!

How could you give him a shot in the butt?!

He's the heir to the Zhou Group!!! Why is he getting a shot in the butt?!

Jinxi pressed the cotton swab and comforted him, "It's all done, it's really all done. Zanzan is such a brave little boy."

Zhou Linxu also saw Zan Zan crying. Perhaps knowing that the child was alright, he felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders. At this moment, he even felt like laughing.

He remarked, "She cried quite ugly."

Jinxi: ...

Zhou Yanqian: ...