147: C147 A Smile of Tacit Understanding

C147 A Smile of Tacit Understanding

The doll-like little girl lay powerlessly on the bed.

After a child's fever, they would usually be able to jump up and down, but Qianxun's fever was quite serious. She actually laid there and was not happy at all.

Gong Mingchuan looked at her small face, his eyes full of worry.

Le Youyou brought hot water in time and took a towel to soak in hot water. She twisted it dry and covered Qianxun's forehead. "Why didn't you give her medicine?"

"She cannot take medicine. "

"What?" Le Youyou was a little surprised. "The child is so young. If she doesn't take medicine, can she bear it?"

Gong Mingchuan looked a little worried, but there was still a trace of determination in his eyes. "Qianxun. . . " He reached out and stroked his daughter's hair. "You have to take it, okay?"

Qianxun's eyes under her eyelids moved weakly, but she did not open her eyes.

"Let's give her a hot bath?" Youyou asked probingly. She remembered that when she was young, when she had a fever, her elder sister would give her a hot bath.

"Okay. " Gong Mingchuan carried Qianxun and instructed Le Youyou, "Go and pour hot water. "

Youyou quickly filled the bathtub with water.

Gong Mingchuan carried Qianxun into the bathroom and saw the hot water in the bathtub. He frowned, "Hug Qianxun. "

Youyou did not know what he wanted to do and went to carry Qianxun.

This little girl had cute baby fat on her face and her small arms were like lotus roots. She looked fat and cute but in fact, she was very light to carry. The little girl laid on Youyou's shoulder and her brown hair rubbed against her cheeks, soft and soft. It was sweet and fragrant. Youyou really wanted to kiss her pink and cute little face.

The closer she looked at Qianxun, the more Youyou felt that this little girl looked like Gong Mingchuan.

My poor little girl, are you really adopted by Gong Mingchuan?

Gong Mingchuan pulled out the valve and placed half of the hot water in the bathtub. He then took Qianxun from Youyou's arms and carefully put her in the bathtub.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and said, "Qianxun is already three years old and knows that there are differences between men and women. In the past, Sophie was the one who bathed her. This time I did not bring Sophie over, so you should wash her. I will leave. "

Le Youyou frowned. Was this man slacking off but his daughter was stuffed to her who had nothing to do with it?

But Qianxun was indeed three years old and had the concept of gender. A man was really not suitable to give her a bath.

Youyou used her greatest effort to wash Qianxun clean. She used a towel to wipe her clean and used a large bath towel to wrap her. She carried the baby out of the bathroom.

Gong Mingchuan was already waiting there with the hairdryer.

Next, Youyou carried Qianxun while Gong Mingchuan dried Qianxun's hair. The two of them cooperated very well and Qianxun's face was full of satisfaction. She actually fell asleep while blowing her hair.

After taking a hot bath, Qianxun's body temperature was no longer as hot as before.

They carefully placed Qianxun on the small bed and covered her with bedding. They exited the children's room and could not help but look at each other and smile.

Serving a child with a fever was like fighting a battle, especially Youyou who did not know how to serve the child.

They sat on the sofa in the living room and waited.

Every hour, Qianxun's body temperature would be tested, so Gong Mingchuan did not plan to go out today. Le Youyou did not have anything special today, so she did not want to go out.

Youyou was a little puzzled that there were no maids in Gong family today. Even Xiang Chen and Heizi's assistants and bodyguards were gone.

It seemed that only she, Gong Mingchuan, and Qianxun were left in the huge villa.

Gong Mingchuan's younger brother, Young Master Gong, and the woman who looked very similar to her, were not here for some reason.0

Perhaps they had been sent back to France by Gong Mingchuan a long time ago.

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