The ceo's doting wife

"I'm not going to get an injection, Mr. Shen. Go tell her I'm not going to get an injection..." I don't know where I got the strength from. I was just lying there on the verge of death. Like a monkey, I jumped up and threw myself into shen ya's arms.

The nurse was used to this kind of scene, so she went up and comforted him, "Little friend, nurse elder sister will give you a gentle beating, to make sure it doesn't hurt."

Shen Yaxin hugged him and patted him on the back, "Did you hear that? Nurse elder sister said she would give you a gentle slap. It won't hurt."

"Nurse elder sister is lying, Mr. Shen is lying too. It doesn't hurt to get an injection!" He shrank into her arms and refused to come out. His eyes were so watery that they stared at the needle in her hand, and he felt numb just looking at it.

Shen Yaxin looked apologetically at the nurse and whispered in his ear, "I won't lie to you. Nurse elder sister won't lie to children either. If you keep crying like this, your father will come back later and you will be angry again."

"But... I'm still afraid..." His chubby little face was so wrinkled that he was afraid of being scolded by his father and of getting an injection.

"I'll just hold you. When nurse elder sister finishes, I'll blow on you, okay?"

The little guy hesitated, should he agree to her?

Shen Yaxin looked at his compromising face and winked at the nurse.

The nurse's hands and feet were also very nimble, and the preparation was done in a few seconds. While Li Muchen was hesitating, his little fat hand had already fallen into the hands of the nurse, and in a few moments, he helped him to put the indwelling needle on.

"Doesn't it hurt?"

Li Muchen looked at his chubby hand, reached out to Shen Yaxin and sniffed. "It's still a little bit, but it's better to hit your hand than your butt."

Shen Yaxin looked at his cute little face, touched his mushroom head, and gently blew his little hand. "Does it still hurt?"

"Much better." He pouted and buried his head in her arms.

The nurse packed up her things and looked at how cute he was. She couldn't help but tease him, "Little friend, you should eat less in the future - some junk snacks, or elder sister will give you an ass shot next time."

"No! I don't want an ass shot!" He overreacted - he covered his butt and his eyes looked a little red.

"If you don't eat junk food, wouldn't nurse elder sister call you?" Shen Yaxin looked at him with a teasing look that was suddenly cute.

After much trouble, the nurse helped push him to the children's ward. To make it easier for him to stay up at night, Li Hanchuan ordered a double ward and bought both beds.

When Li Hanchuan found the ward and came over, Li Muchen had already changed into his hospital gown, taken some medicine, and put a drip on his hand, so heavy that he fell asleep.

Afraid that he would make too much noise, Shen Yaxin made a quiet gesture and dragged him to the door.

"The doctor said it was acute gastroenteritis. It's all my fault. I took him to the snack street to eat some fried food today." Shen Yaxin took the initiative to admit her mistake to him, and she had to take full responsibility for it.

Li hanchuan glanced at the little thing on the bed, then turned around and said, "Just be careful in the future."

The doctor also said that he should not eat junk food, such as biscuits, instant noodles, and so on.

"I'll tell Nanny Zhao to go back and rest tonight. I'll stay and watch over him." Looking at her tired face, she must have not rested well for the design in the past few days.

"I'm fine, or should I stay?" It was all her fault that Mu Chen had done this. Now that she was told to go back, she couldn't be at ease.

Li Hanchuan did not speak, but stared at her with his piercing black eyes, refusing to back down.

Shen Yaxin knew there was no point in saying anything. She nodded, looked at Mu Chen, and went back first.

Shen Yaxin was worried about Mu Chen's illness. He got up early to cook porridge for him.

Carrying the thermos to the ward, the little thing had already gotten up. Last night, he had an injection and took some medicine, which would cheer him up. He was jumping on the bed and watching cartoons, so unhappy.

"Mu Chen, I'll bring you porridge."

When the little guy saw her, the smile on his face immediately disappeared, and he turned his back, as if he was angry with her.

Shen Yaxin looked at his wrinkled little face and walked up with a smile. He asked tentatively, "What's wrong? Who made you angry again early in the morning?"

"Hmph!" The little guy stole a glance at her and snorted coldly at her words.

Seeing that he seemed to be angry with her, Shen Yaxin shrugged, picked up the thermos on the bedside table and deliberately said, "No one paid attention to me. It looks like I went to the wrong ward."

After that, she turned around and walked out, but before she could reach the door, the little guy behind her could not bear it any longer and angrily accused her, "Why was dad alone when I woke up? Where did you go? Have you forgotten that you promised to stay with me?"

"And why don't you even have a present when you're here to visit?"

Sounds like she really did something wrong?

Shen Yaxin walked up to him and opened the thermos. "I'm not here because I have to go back and make breakfast for you. You're sick now, so you can't eat the food outside."

"Excuse, this is an excuse!" The little guy pouted, - looking small and aloof, but - his eyes were wide, and he kept looking at the thing in her hand.

"What do you want to do to forgive me?" Shen Yaxin had no idea what to do with him. Although he was young, he was thinking like a little adult.

Li Xiaopang looked up at her, thought about it, and ordered with a smile on his lips, "Pack you up and give it to me!"

"Give it to you, and you'll forgive me?" Shen Yaxin held back his laughter. The child's words were astonishing. No one in these kindergartens would ever teach him.

"Yes!" He nodded proudly.

"Well, I do. I'll be Mu Chen's from now on!"

"From now on, you have to stay with me every day and cook for me." He was like a little king with his hands around his chest, and he was giving her orders now.

"Then I have already made the porridge. Do you want to eat it?" Shen Yaxin - deputy fawned. She finally understood why Nanny Zhao always described him as a little ancestor.

Without a little patience, I really can't serve him!

He had been eyeing the thermos in her hand for a long time. It was only because of his pride that he resisted eating it. He was in such a good mood that he could not resist the temptation of delicious food.

Last night, he had diarrhea and vomiting. He had already emptied his stomach. He smelled the aroma of minced meat and porridge. Before she could finish filling it up, he was so anxious that he urged, "Mr. Shen, hurry up. I'm hungry."