Mysterious husband always comes late at night

After waiting for a long time, Gong Ting ignored her. She sat in front of the villa, waiting more and more desperate, worried about the situation of small drops of water, and only felt exhausted.

In the villa, Gong Ting stood by the bedroom bed. After the small water drop came back from the morning, he began to have a fever. He invited a private doctor to come and said that he was frightened and had an excessive fever. When the sweat came out, he would be better.

Looking at his daughter's burning red face, Gong Ting was very distressed.

Remembering the scene in which she was swept by the sea to the middle of the sea, the corners of his mouth tightened, and he still hasn't recovered from his fear.

Right under his nose, she almost had an accident. How could he forgive himself?

The young girl stood beside him and saw him frowning and emitting a cold indifference of strangers. She came in with porridge. "Gong Shao, I cooked some white porridge. Do you want to feed the child?"

Gong Ting looked up at her. Her cold eyes stung her. "Why haven't you left yet?"

"You didn't let me go. Besides, I don't trust the child's burning so badly." The young girl came in bravely. Seeing that Gong Ting didn't drive her away, she was relieved.

She looked down at the small drops of water on the bed. "Look what the little face is like. What does the doctor say?"

Gong Ting frowned, "it's burning badly. He said he would get better if he sweated."

The young girl saw that he covered the child to death. She quickly put down the tray. As soon as she reached out to lift the quilt, her wrist was gripped by the man. He used a lot of force and seemed to crush her wrist bone.

Her face turned white with pain. "Gong Shao, pain, the child can't cover it like this. It's bad for her. She will convulse because of high fever, and the situation will be more troublesome."

Gong Ting looked at her coldly, "how can you sweat without covering?"

The young girl was speechless. She knew at a glance that he had no experience with children. She said, "my sister's child has a fever. Her mother-in-law came from the countryside and covered the child with earth. As a result, she covered the child with convulsions. She called me in the middle of the night and asked me to take them to the hospital. The doctor said that the child should not cover his fever. The more she covered it, the more serious it became."

Gong Ting's strength was loose. Seeing that she opened the quilt and put it on the chest of small drops of water, and then saw that the children's clothes were wet, she quickly commanded: "if there are children's clothes, change her into pure cotton pajamas first. It would be better if she could absorb sweat."

Gong Ting really doesn't have xiaoshuidi's clothes here. After all, he has been busy twirling sour and jealous these two days. Where can he prepare clothes for xiaoshuidi in time?

He frowned, picked up the mobile phone at the head of the bed, saw the unread text message on it at a glance, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, looked at the small water drop, and he directly dialed back.

It's noon now. The sun is hot outside. The heat waves are coming. The little fish squats at the door. It's almost heatstroke.

Hearing the phone ring, she quickly connected the phone, "Hey, Gong Ting, you let me see xiaoshuidi. I really didn't mean to."

Gong Zheng turned around, walked out of the room, stood on the terrace and looked at the woman who was clinging to the iron gate downstairs. He scoffed more intensely. After losing her memory, even her children can become the medium of her love. He is not sure whether this woman has a heart or not?

"Small drops of water need clean cotton clothes. Go and get them. I'll come down and get them right away." Gong Ting turned a deaf ear and stared at her from a distance.