Crippled Master's Young Wife

"Boss."    

The assistant stood outside the ward to welcome Fu Yuntine.    

Fu Yuntine nodded slightly. "How is she?"    

"She heard that you were coming and took the medicine again. Her emotions have stabilized."    

The assistant replied with a lingering fear.    

If he had been a step late to the ward just now, Fu Manyun would have jumped down from the window with her son in her arms.    

The 16th floor was high. If he fell down, he would definitely die.    

That was close.    

The assistant wiped the sweat off his forehead and followed Fu Yuntine inside.    

Fu Yuntine pursed his lips and pushed the door open. He saw Fu Manyun carrying her son and sitting on the sofa. Beside her stood two bodyguards in black.    

Obviously, they were afraid that she would do something stupid again.    

Fu Yuntine sighed and walked to Fu Manyun. He reached out his hand, "Mann, give baby to me."    

Fu Manyun hugged her son tightly and avoided Fu Yuntine's hand. She raised her red and swollen eyes, "Didn't you not want to come?"    

"I didn't say I wouldn't come. Lingling has the fetus Qi. I have to settle her down before I can come over."    

Fu Yuntine had a headache. Because of Fu Manyun's illness, he could only soften his voice and comfort her.    

Fu Manyun's eyes were red, and she silently shed tears.    

In the silent weeping, tears fell on her son's face.    

The sleeping Du Weijia woke up in a daze. When he saw Fu Yuntine, he happily called out, "Uncle."    

"En, baby, are you still not feeling well?"    

Fu Yuntine did not say anything and hugged Du Weijia from Fu Manyun's hands. He touched his forehead.    

There was still some heat on the little guy's forehead. He must have not recovered from the shock.    

"MALE1 still has some discomfort in his body, but as long as he sees uncle coming, baby will be fine."    

The little guy looked at Fu Yuntine with a pair of watery eyes. The way he looked like he was attached to Fu Yuntine made people's hearts soften for no reason.    

"Be good."    

Fu Yuntine caressed his soft hair and put him on the bed. "Sleep for a while more. Uncle will stay here with you."    

"Yes."    

Du Weijia obediently lay on the bed and asked, "Uncle, where's aunt? Why didn't she come to see me?"    

"Aunt is not feeling well. When she recovers, uncle will bring her to see you. How are you?"    

"Okay."    

Du Weijia nodded obediently and added, "When baby is well, baby can also go and see Aunt."    

This sentence made Fu Yuntine's lips curl up. "MALE2 is so obedient. Then you must get better as soon as possible."    

"En. Uncle, I will sleep for a while more. I must get better as soon as possible and go to find my aunt."    

Du Weijia closed his eyes and slept peacefully.    

Looking at the child's sleeping face, Fu Yuntine's eyebrows were gentle as he placed his little hand into the blanket.    

Fu Manyun, who was beside him, witnessed the interaction between the two of them the entire time. Her expression was unpredictable.    

On the one hand, she longed for Fu Yuntine's arrival.    

On the other hand, she was angry at her son's stupidity.    

Why did he ask Xia Ling the moment he woke up?    

Did he really like her that much?    

Did it not take long before his mother's position in his heart could not be compared to Xia Ling's?    

Her chest heaved up and down, and tears gushed out of Fu Manyun's eyes.    

Fu Yuntine looked at her and felt a headache again.    

Seeing that baby had fallen asleep, he did not want Fu Manyun to wake him up, so he gestured for her to follow him out.    

Fu Manyun obediently followed Fu Yuntine out of the ward and wiped her tears. "It's useless for me. Being alive is also a burden to everyone. I might as well take baby to death."    

Hearing this, Fu Yuntine's face sank. "Fu Manyun, listen to me. You have no right to do this."