The ceo's doting wife

He came here tonight not for Li Muchen, but for the design drawings.

Because of the problem with the design, the progress of the project had been delayed - a week. If the project could not be worked out next week, the workers would become lazy, not to mention, and the money he invested would be equivalent to a loss every day.

Putting down the work in his hands, Shen Yaxin knew the importance of the progress of the project. He went back to his room and gave him the blueprints. He patiently explained and analyzed every detail of the design and the precautions.

Listening to Mr. Shen and his father mumbling in the room, Li Muchen couldn't help sneaking out the door to peek, only to see that they didn't know what to say, holding - zhang didn't know how to draw, seemed very serious, very focused.

But today, he realized that Mr. Shen was not only good at playing the piano and cooking, but also good at drawing. When he came home tomorrow, he would definitely call grandpa and grandma.

Li Hanchuan listened attentively to her explanation and analysis, and was very satisfied with her design concept. He did not expect that in just three days, she would be able to read the project materials, avoid all difficulties, and create such an outstanding design work, which really impressed him!

"Mr. Li, you can take these materials and design drawings with you." After the design was completed, she no longer needed the information.

Li Hanchuan nodded, arranging the design drawings and putting them into the drawing tube. "Is dinner ready?"

"Dinner?" He had to change the subject so fast that Shen Yaxin didn't react.

"Dinner!" Li Hanchuan looked up at her and emphasized the two words.

Shen Yaxin shrugged. I wonder what he was so fierce about.

"Mu Chen and I ate a lot at the snack street this afternoon, so I only made porridge and stir-fried vegetables tonight, but there are leftovers in the fridge. If you don't mind, I can heat you up."

"Yes." He replied sullenly, his hands still alive.

Shen Yaxin thought he would turn around and leave, but he didn't mind eating leftovers?

A little. When she brought dinner to the table, Li Muchen saw that his plate had meat and vegetables. His brows furrowed and he angrily put down his spoon and pouted. "Mr. Shen, you're biased! Why is it that dad's dish is delicious, and I only have porridge and vegetables?"

"That's because you ate too much in the afternoon, so you have to clear your stomach tonight, or you will be constipated." As he spoke, Shen Yaxin picked up the spoon and put it back in his hand.

But no matter what she said, Li Xiaopang's heart just felt unbalanced. As he drank the porridge, his eyes were wide and watery. He stared at Li Hanchuan's plate of leftovers and almost drooled.

When Shen Yaxin walked away a little - it would take some time for the little guy to jump out of the chair and come to Li Hanchuan's side. He looked at him wrongly, "Dad, I'm not full of porridge. What should I do?"

"Then eat more bowls and more vegetables." Li Hanchuan knew what he meant, but he said it on purpose.

"Dad, but I want to eat." The little guy looked at him with eager eyes and swallowed his saliva.

"Isn't your porridge rice?" Li Hanchuan continued to eat the plate on his plate, not even looking at him.

Seeing that there was little food left, the little guy was in a hurry and tugged at the corner of his shirt, "Dad, I'm hungry..."

Li Hanchuan took a few more bites before looking at him and asking coldly, "Do you really want to eat?"

"Yes." Pouting, he had been craving for it for a long time.

"Then go get me half a bowl of porridge. I'll finish it later."

As soon as he finished speaking, his short legs had already run to the kitchen. "Mr. Shen, my father wants porridge."

Li Muchen stayed in the apartment for the night as he wished, but his joy did not last long. In the early morning, Shen Yaxin was so scared that he sent him to the hospital overnight because of his stomach discomfort, vomiting and diarrhea.

On the other side of the villa, Li Hanchuan was just about to fall asleep when shen ya called. "Mr. Li, Mu Chen has a stomachache and is vomiting and pulling. I'm taking a taxi to take him to the children's hospital now. You should hurry up."

Li Hanchuan frowned, picked up the car keys and said as he walked, "Take care of him. I'll be right there."

"Mr. Shen, my stomach hurts." The little guy's face was pale. He had pulled at home four or five times, and now he looked a little weak.

Hanging up the phone, Shen Yaxin hugged him tighter, lowered his head and pecked his forehead, comforting him, "Mu chen, let's persevere - for a while. When we get to the hospital to see the doctor's uncle - we'll be fine."

Sensing her concern, the little guy buried his little face in her arms and smelled the faint, warm scent of her body, as if it were... Mother's.

Fortunately, the children's hospital was nearby. Ten minutes later, Shen Yaxin rushed into the emergency room with Li Muchen in his arms.

The doctor on duty in the emergency room was an elderly middle-aged woman. After a basic examination of mu chen's condition, he asked Shen Yaxin about his diet. "Does this child especially like fried and roasted food, especially today?"

"Yes, I took him to the snack street today, so..." Shen Yaxin felt guilty, thinking that he had made a mistake, and felt especially bad.

"As parents, don't spoil your children. They don't say they can eat whatever they want." The female doctor's expression was very displeased, but when she saw that shen ya had a good attitude, she immediately softened her voice."

"Yes, I will pay attention in the future." Shen Yaxin nodded. She would pay attention to what the doctor said.

Twenty minutes later, Li Muchen was diagnosed with acute gastroenteritis and needed to be hospitalized immediately.

At this time, Li Hanchuan also arrived at the emergency room, found a lifeless son lying on the hospital bed, and told Shen Yaxin to accompany him, he went to the admission procedures.

"Mr. Shen..." The little guy looked at her, lost his usual radiance in his eyes.

Shen Yaxin took his chubby hand and kissed it on the back of his hand. "Be good, I'll be with you."

Li Xiaopang was relieved when she made her promise.

No - yes, the nurse on duty came in with a tray filled with - something needed for the infusion. Li Muchen shrank in fear, holding Shen Yaxin's hand and refusing to let go.

"Little friend, elder sister is going to give you an injection." The nurse put down the tray, adjusted the medicine, and looked at him gently.

When the needle in her hand appeared in front of Li Xiaopang's eyes, he was really stunned, and then he started to cry loudly.