Hannah bandaged his wound, helped him lie down and covered Sith with the quilt. "Call me if it hurts badly. I won't leave." Hannah hugged the quilt and said to Sith.
"Are you sleeping on the floor?" Although Sith was weak, the bullet had been removed and the bleeding had stopped. He was much more energetic than before. "What else? You just had an operation and need someone to take care of you. Besides, you didn't even use anesthesia. It will be very painful tonight. It will be the most difficult night. If you really can't bear it, call me and take a painkiller. But I suggest you don't take it. "Everyone knew that taking painkillers was bad for the body and had a lot of side effects. But Hannah was afraid that he would be in great pain. After all, he didn't use any anesthesia during the operation.
"Um." Sith had already let down his guard against Hannah. Being taken care of by Hannah, he felt warm. Sith was really too tired and fell asleep after a while.
He didn't know how long he had slept, but he was woken up by the pain. His forehead was covered with beads of sweat, which were cold. Sith couldn't help moaning. Hannah knew that Sith would definitely be woken up by the pain, so he was a light sleeper. Hearing Sith's moaning, Hannah suddenly got up and saw the dense sweat on Sith's forehead. His handsome face was twisted like a fried dough twist because of the pain.
Hannah wet the towel with warm water and wiped the sweat on Sith's forehead. "Do you want to take a painkiller?" Hannah asked with concern. "It's okay. I can bear it. "Sith clenched his teeth and refused to take the painkiller. With Hannah's company, Sith finally got through the night. The next morning, Caesar's complexion looked much better. He didn't feel so much pain anymore. Sith fell asleep peacefully.
After a night of torment, Hannah was also very tired. She directly called to ask for leave. "I'd better go back to sleep." Hanna yawned and crawled back into her blanket. She slept soundly. When she woke up, it was already three o 'clock in the afternoon.
Hanna looked at the bed and suddenly panicked. Where was he? Just like that, Sith left without saying goodbye. Hanna felt a little empty inside. He couldn't tell what he was feeling. He was just a stranger, so why did he feel reluctant to part with him? Hannah shook her head. Maybe the man was hurt.
Of course, it was normal for them to worry about his injury. Hanna stopped thinking about it and got up to leave the room.
But he was shocked by the scene in the living room. This man was too amazing. He was actually playing chess with his father. Moreover, the two of them were talking and laughing. What was going on?
"Hanna, you're awake. The rice is warmed in the rice cooker for you. Hurry up and eat. "His father looked at Hannah, who was standing there in a daze, and told him to go eat. The two of them played chess as if they were good friends who had known each other for a long time. Or rather, they were like a family. Her father didn't even ask her what was going on with this man.
Sith didn't say anything. He just smiled at her as a greeting. She didn't care so much. She was really hungry. She had to fill her stomach first. Hanna stopped thinking about them and went straight to the kitchen …
"Master, the young lady suddenly has a high fever. What should we do?" Barbara suddenly entered and interrupted Sith's thoughts. "Did you call the doctor?" Hearing that his daughter was sick, Sith suddenly stood up.
"The doctor has already seen it. He said it's acute pneumonia and must be hospitalized immediately." Barbara said in a trembling voice. She was so scared that her heart was trembling. Sith's face could scare people, let alone his cold voice.
"Then why aren't you going? What are you doing here?" Sith's voice was even colder. The whole room seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost, making people tremble.
"The doctor said that the child's parents must sign in person. He said that the child is very serious. He's afraid … "Barbara didn't dare to continue. She was directly stuck there in a daze. Sith seemed to realize the seriousness of the matter. He suddenly stood up and went to the hospital.
"Don't talk nonsense with me. I'll sign it. If anything happens to the child, believe it or not, I'll destroy your hospital." Seeing that his daughter was unconscious from the fever, Sith directly grabbed the collar of the doctor and shouted.
"Calm down. We'll try our best. How can I treat the child if you grab me like this?" The doctor explained in a trembling voice, comforting this father who was not calm.
Only then did Sith let go of his hand. He was so anxious that he was confused. Looking at his daughter's pale little face, he was really distressed. For a moment, he was anxious with the doctor. Seeing that he finally calmed down, the doctor then went to see Nanmu. According to the various examination results, the doctor made a treatment plan for Nanmu. He put an intravenous drip on Nanmu.
Looking at the needles on the head of his daughter, who was only a few months old, Sith's heart was bleeding. If she could do it for him. She was willing to take the needles for her daughter. Such a young child should not be offended. Nanmu was already in a daze because of the fever. When the nurse gave her the needle, she did not cry.
Sith was full of regret. He had been immersed in the illusory world of drunkenness. He was so negative that he did not want to live. He felt that life without Hannah had become meaningless. But he ignored the little life left by Hannah. Looking at Nanmu's little face, Sith suddenly thought of Hannah's face. It was so similar. The little girl really looked more and more like her mother.
Suddenly, Sith had the motivation to continue living. Although Hannah was gone, he still had his daughter. He was his daughter's only family in this world. The child had lost her mother. He could not let his daughter lose her father. For the sake of his daughter, he had to pull himself together and live well.
He held his daughter tightly in his arms. "Get well soon. Daddy will love you well, doubly." He kissed his daughter's little face.
After the doctor's serious treatment and Sith's careful care, Nanmu was finally out of danger. Little by little, she was getting better. During this period, Sith did not leave half a step. He accompanied his daughter until she could be discharged from the hospital.
After his daughter was discharged from the hospital, Sith's life was back on track. He no longer stayed out at night and drank outside. He focused all his attention on his daughter. Since Nanmu recovered, Sith would accompany his daughter at home whenever he had time. Of course, Yan Lulu was like the hostess of the house. She often appeared in Sith's villa. Although Sith did not promise Yan Lulu anything, he tacitly agreed that she could appear at his house at any time and accompany his daughter.
In the eyes of outsiders, this was a happy family of three. But for some reason, Nanmu did not like Yan Lulu since she was sensible. She would rather be closer to Barbara. This made Yan Lulu feel very helpless. In this way, her relationship with Sith was directly affected. But there was nothing she could do. Nanmu had always been indifferent to her.
In the past few years, Yan Lulu had been working hard, but it did not change the situation at all. This time, Wan Qianqian's arrival directly posed a threat to her.
"Do you have a purpose for living here? I'm telling you, don't have any ideas about Sith. He is my man." Wan Qianqian was about to go downstairs when she was stopped by Yan Lulu.
"I'm staying to find my daughter. As for whose man he is, I dare not be interested. Miss Yan, please step aside. I'm going downstairs to eat." She did not know what kind of ghost she had encountered so early in the morning.
"You're on your own. If I see you doing anything bad, be careful of your life." After saying that, Yan Lulu deliberately bumped into Wan Qianqian and turned to leave.
"Mom, what's wrong with you? Why haven't you come down yet?" Hearing Nanmu calling Wan Qianqian mom, Yan Lulu's expression changed instantly. Her eyes were cold and murderous. She felt more and more that Wan Qianqian could not live here for a long time. Otherwise, who knew when Sith would be taken away by Wan Qianqian.
When Yan Lulu turned her head to look to the side, she met Nanmu, who was also turning her head to look at her. There was an unknown hatred in her eyes, but it did not show on her face. Nanmu instantly turned her head and no longer looked at her.
This kind of gaze was particularly inconsistent with her age. Her eyes were full of shrewdness, without the slightest bit of pure and cute childishness. It was unknown how many unknown hardships she had encountered at such a young age.
Although he lived a life where he could get whatever he wanted, his spirit had suffered unimaginable devastation. She could not tell her father, who loved her the most, because her father would not believe it. Only she knew what the hateful woman, Yan Lulu, had done to her. Yan Lulu would not let it go. She wanted her to pay it back, and pay it back double.
"Mom, sister, what's wrong with you two?" Xinyue Wan called the two of them in the hall. "I'll be down soon." Wan Qianqian said as she went downstairs. Nanmu, who was standing halfway up the stairs, also followed Wan Qianqian downstairs.
"Mom, did that despicable woman make things difficult for you?" Nannan blurted out without thinking. Wan Qianqian looked at Nanmu with some doubts. She did not know why such a young child was so cautious and why she had such a strong resistance to Yan Lulu. Wan Qianqian felt that it was not as simple as disliking her.
"How could it be, no. Let's go to eat. "Of course, Wan Qianqian would not let such a young child know things that she should not know at her age. She called the two children to the dining room.
Of course, Yan Lulu knew that Sith was not at home today, so she deliberately came to provoke Wan Qianqian, hoping that she would take the initiative to leave. If she was provoked and forced to do it herself, it would not be as simple as leaving. She would make Wan Qianqian disappear from the world forever.
"Mom, when will my parents in the mountain come? I miss them." At the dining table, Nanmu pouted and asked Wan Qianqian unhappily. When it was time to eat, she would think of her parents in the mountain. Thinking of the meal they had, she felt extremely sad.
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