bookrandom Chapter 788 Why did you take my little dad away?
Chapter 788 Why did you take my little dad away?
In the spacious and luxuriously decorated VIP ward of Kuncheng First People's Hospital, warm lights pour down softly, creating a warm and quiet atmosphere.
Jiang Chengyu was hugging Jiang Shuo tightly with a doting look on his face. His eyes seemed to contain endless tenderness, warming Jiang Shuo like the warm spring sun.
Mu Xiaoji stood aside, holding a delicate spoon in his hand, slowly stirring the steaming red bean eight-treasure porridge.
As the porridge was stirred by the spoon, it emitted bursts of sweet fragrance, mixed with the faint smell of disinfectant in the ward.
Mu Xiaoji said softly and caringly, "Jiang Shuo, your little daddy has been holding you like this for three days. He's very tired. Just lie back on the bed, okay?"
This way, Daddy can have a rest, and I can feed you red bean and eight-treasure porridge."
However, as soon as he said that, before Jiang Shuo could respond, Jiang Chengyu lowered his head slightly and looked at Jiang Shuo in his arms tenderly.
He skillfully took out the thermometer from under Jiang Shuo's armpit, carefully checked the scale on it, and said casually: "I'm not tired, as long as Choubao is happy.
Give me the porridge! We don't really need so many people guarding this place all the time. But you, I see you look very pale, maybe you can't take it anymore?
You've just come back from surgery, and you haven't had a moment to rest and recuperate, have you? Go home! Didn't you say earlier that you had something to take care of at Renxin Hospital?
Did you book a high-speed rail ticket, or did Uncle Song send a private helicopter to take you there?
"I..." Before Mu Xiaoji could say anything, a sudden knock on the door broke the silence in the ward.
When Mu Xiaoji heard the sound, he turned slightly, walked towards the door with light steps, and reached out to gently open the door.
In an instant, Gu Ze and Feng Tao were seen standing outside the door with sunny smiles on their faces.
Feng Tao's eyes rolled, a sly smile appeared on his face, and then he rushed into the ward like a gust of wind.
He walked quickly towards Jiang Shuo, saying eloquently, "Jiang Shuo, oh my little cutie, how did you get into this? Does it still hurt? This...this makes daddy so sad!"
At the same time, Gu Ze walked into the ward slowly, gently placed the thermos in his hand on the bedside table, and said with concern on his face:
"Jiang Shuo, as soon as I came out of the filming site, I heard that you got into trouble while saving Master Jing, so I rushed back to the city and went straight to the hospital."
When Jiang Chengyu heard Gu Ze's words, a smile as bright as spring breeze immediately blossomed on his face. He looked at Gu Ze and said:
"It's okay, Choubao. Don't make a fuss. The operation was a complete success. Everything went smoothly. You really didn't have to go through so much trouble to come all the way here."
Feng Tao turned to look at Mu Xiaoji, who also had a head bandage, and deliberately exclaimed, "Hey, Mr. Mu, how come you're injured too? Come, come and sit down."
As she spoke, she stepped forward, grabbed his arm, and sat down on the sofa with him, deliberately provoking him, "You must make sure to rest after your heart and lung transplant surgery.
Now Mr. Jiang is with our Gu Ze, hum, no, they live together. You don't have a caring person here,
Luckily, my parents are in Kuncheng, so I should go home! At least there's a nanny at home, and I won't have any post-operative complications in the future."
Mu Xiaoji looked at Jiang Chengyu and Gu Ze, and saw Gu Ze frowning slightly. He looked Jiang Chengyu up and down and said with concern:
"Oh, look at how dirty your clothes are. I didn't have time to go home.
If I had known you had been staying in the hospital all these days, I would have gone home to get you some clothes to change into."
Jiang Chengyu shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "You are so busy at work and have to shoot so many clips every day. It's hard enough. You don't have to keep thinking about me.
If I weren't a child, I would ask you to arrange everything for me clearly!"
Gu Ze didn't take it seriously, and continued to smile and said, "Jiang Shuo, I passed by the old shop we often go to today.
I thought I'd pack up their specialty pork rib soup for you. Come, I'll serve it out for you to try."
After saying that, he gently opened the lid of the thermos, and a rich aroma of pork ribs instantly filled the ward.
He picked up the spoon skillfully and carefully scooped out the ribs and soup. Every movement showed his concern for Jiang Shuo.
At this time, Mu Xiaoji was still holding the bowl of red bean and eight-treasure porridge, sitting quietly on the sofa.
Looking at the scene where everyone in the ward was concerned about Jiang Shuo, he couldn't help but feel a complicated emotion in his heart. It was as if their eyes were looking at him as the outsider.
Jiang Shuo, who had always possessed a keen sense of perception far beyond his peers, took in everything in the ward. He clearly sensed Feng Tao's deliberate actions, clearly intended to provoke his father.
As for the young father Jiang Chengyu, for some reason, when he met Gu Ze, it was as if his mind was clouded by greed, and he seemed to turn a deaf ear to Feng Tao's behavior of stirring up trouble.
Jiang Shuo pondered inwardly, and after a moment, he decided to retreat in order to advance. He raised his head slightly, his eyes clear yet revealing a hint of determination, and spoke softly:
"Thank you for your kindness, Uncle Gu Ze, but I really don't have much of an appetite right now. Little Daddy, please put me back to bed! I just want Daddy to feed me porridge."
The childish voice echoed softly in the ward, and every word seemed to carry a power that could not be ignored.
When Mu Xiaoji heard this, a warm feeling suddenly surged in his heart, which had been feeling a little lost.
He felt Jiang Shuo's need for him and finally found his own sense of existence in this slightly complicated atmosphere of the ward.
He quickly stood up, a relieved smile appeared on his face and he said, "It's just right, the porridge is no longer hot, the temperature is just right." As he said that, he picked up the bowl of porridge and prepared to walk around Feng Tao and go to Jiang Shuo.
However, just as Mu Xiaoji was about to pass by Feng Tao, Feng Tao, as if he had planned it in advance, took the opportunity to deliberately stand up and rushed straight towards Mu Xiaoji.
Mu Xiaoji was caught off guard and staggered by the sudden impact. The bowl of porridge in his hand instantly slipped out of his control and fell heavily to the ground with a "bang".
In an instant, the porridge splashed everywhere and spread across the white floor. The sound was particularly harsh in the quiet ward.
Feng Tao, however, remained calm, as if everything was an accident, and hurriedly explained with an apologetic look:
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. Mu, I really didn't mean it! Jiang Shuo, look, the porridge is spilled too. Why don't you have some pork rib soup? This pork rib soup is nutritious, healthy and very nourishing."
Seeing this, Gu Ze, who was standing by, still had a gentle smile on his face and quickly agreed: "Yes, Jiang Shuo,
If you really don't want to drink pork rib soup, I'll go out and buy you another bowl of red bean and eight-treasure porridge. Please wait a moment."
After saying that, he gently put down the bowl that he was about to pour soup for Jiang Shuo, turned around and prepared to walk towards the door.
Seeing this, Jiang Chengyu quickly reached out to stop him and said, "Gu Ze, there's really no need to go through so much trouble.
"My dear, let's just drink pork rib soup, okay? You have to know that you just had surgery and your body needs nourishment, understand?"
Jiang Shuo raised his head and looked at his little father with a strange look, a hint of chill and fear in his eyes, and asked softly:
"Little daddy, are you still the little daddy who watched me being born and has always loved me so much?" Those innocent words were filled with dissatisfaction with Jiang Chengyu's current behavior.
Jiang Chengyu responded almost without thinking: "Of course, my dear, it's the real deal. I will always be the little daddy who loves you the most."
Just when the atmosphere in the ward was tense and everyone was thinking about their own things, suddenly, there was a loud "bang" and the ward door was slammed open from the outside. The huge noise was like a thunder, exploding in the originally quiet ward.
Immediately afterwards, a burst of quick and powerful footsteps was heard, and several fully armed personnel rushed into the ward in uniform steps.
They were dressed in special black uniforms, and the equipment on their bodies gleamed with a cold metallic luster under the light. Everyone's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, revealing an unquestionable majesty.
Then, a middle-aged cadre-looking man in a neat uniform walked in steadily.
This person was none other than the old man's important adjutant. He had such a powerful aura that the moment he entered the ward, the air in the entire space seemed to freeze.
The adjutant's eyes were sharp as a torch. He quickly scanned everyone in the ward and finally fixed his cold gaze on Jiang Chengyu.
His tone was cold and commanding, "Excuse me, who is Jiang Chengyu, the president of Zidong International?"
Seeing this, Mu Xiaoji was filled with anger. He took a step forward, stood in front of Jiang Chengyu, and asked angrily:
"Who are you? Why did you break into the ward without any reason? What do you want from Jiang Chengyu?"
Mu Xiaoji's voice was full of vigilance and dissatisfaction, and his eyes were fixed on the adjutant, as if he wanted to see through him.
The adjutant's expression remained unchanged, his eyes remained indifferent. He just tilted his head slightly and looked at Mu Xiaoji. His tone was calm but firm:
"There's no need to ask irrelevant people. Jiang Chengyu, please come with us!" The voice left no room for negotiation, as if it was an order that could not be disobeyed.
Jiang Chengyu was also unhappy in his heart. He frowned and said unhappily: "Looking for me?
You have to let me know where I'm being taken, right? It's not appropriate for me to just go with you without knowing why, is it?
As the president of Zidong International, Jiang Chengyu is used to being in control of the situation. Faced with this sudden change, he will naturally not compromise easily.
"You'll know when we get there! Take him away." The adjutant was still rude. These few short and cold words once again demonstrated his tough attitude.
After saying that, he gestured slightly to the armed men beside him, and the armed men immediately stepped forward, ready to take Jiang Chengyu away by force.
Jiang Shuo, who had been paying close attention to the situation, was extremely anxious when he saw this. He quickly stretched out his arms and hugged Jiang Chengyu's waist tightly, his face flushed red as he shouted:
"You are not allowed to touch my little daddy! You are not allowed to take him away without explaining the reason clearly! I just don't believe that there are no laws in this Kuncheng territory."
Jiang Shuo's voice trembled slightly with excitement, but his small body showed an incomparable determination to protect his child.
At this moment, he was like a furry little beast, trying his best to protect the person most important to him.
The adjutant was slightly stunned when he heard Jiang Shuo's shout. He looked at Jiang Shuo seriously, and a barely perceptible emotion flashed in his eyes.
For some reason, facing this child who bravely protected Jiang Chengyu, his tone softened involuntarily, and he asked softly, "Are you... the child who risked his life to save Teng Zijing?"
"So what if it is, so what if it isn't? Who are you? Why did you take my little daddy away?"
Jiang Shuo stared back at the adjutant fearlessly, his eyes full of anger and confusion. A series of questions came out of his mouth, but his childish voice was filled with unyielding stubbornness.
The adjutant's eyes turned cold again. He looked at Jiang Chengyu and said in his previous cold tone:
"Jiang Chengyu, if you don't want to scare the child, just come with us! Don't make things worse."
Jiang Chengyu felt Jiang Shuo's nervousness and fear, and felt distressed. He lowered his head and gently comforted Jiang Shuo:
"My dear, Daddy will be back soon. Believe me, nothing will happen. You have to be obedient.
Have a good rest, okay?" Jiang Chengyu's voice was gentle but firm, trying to convey a sense of peace of mind to Jiang Shuo.