Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free-Chapter 904 - 913: Mother and Son (12)

Qiqi stayed in the hospital for a whole week, and Qiao Mo and Fu Nancheng stayed with him for a week as well.

The results of the paternity test came out a few days ago, and as expected, Qiqi was indeed their child, which filled Qiao Mo and Fu Nancheng with both sadness and joy.

"Qiqi, look what Auntie has prepared for you to eat today?" Qiao Mo brought out a few small desserts from the kitchen.

A couple of days ago, she asked Fu Nancheng to find a better hospital room with an en-suite bathroom and a small kitchen, which made things much more convenient.

During these days, she hadn’t gone back to work, staying by Qiqi’s side day and night, fearing that it might all be a dream and he would vanish in the blink of an eye.

Fu Nancheng also stayed by his side, and even his work was all sent to the hospital room lately, turning it into another office.

But Qiqi’s condition still hadn’t improved, frequently curling up in a corner without speaking, his eyes filled with unease and wariness.

"Qiqi, Auntie made chocolate brownies and pancakes today, shall we eat a little?" Qiao Mo cut a small piece with a spoon and brought it to Qiqi’s lips.

Qiqi lowered his head, didn’t say anything, and merely swallowed it in silence.

Seeing this, Qiao Mo felt somewhat relieved, as in the first couple of days, he didn’t seem to know how to eat at all.

Qiao Mo poured him a glass of milk, then turned to Fu Nancheng, who was sitting on the sofa working on documents, and asked, "Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry, I’ll eat when we get home later."

Qiao Mo nodded, planning to continue feeding Qiqi some more.

To her delight, the little guy picked up the knife, fork, and spoon on his own, and ate quietly with his head down.

A smile appeared on Qiao Mo’s face, her eyes slightly wet: "Eat slowly, if you like it, Auntie will make it for you every day, okay?"

After finishing the meal, Qiao Mo took away the small table and began to remove the bandage from Qiqi’s arm.

The wound on his arm still hadn’t healed, and it was more severe than the day she treated it; now it had to be redressed daily. According to Qin Zhaoran, it would take at least twenty more days to scab over completely.

To avoid scars and infection, the wound needed careful attention daily.

Qiao Mo worried that once they returned home, others might not be careful and cause him pain, so she had been handling it personally these days.

"We’ll apply the medicine soon; it might hurt a bit, but Auntie knows that Qiqi is the bravest and definitely won’t be scared, right?" Qiao Mo carefully removed the gauze, looking down at his wound, while Fu Nancheng looked over with a worried expression, saying nothing.

Time passed by, and Qiao Mo worked cautiously, considering the child’s tender skin, which could easily feel pain.

A fine layer of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose, and Qiao Mo’s movements and techniques became increasingly skilled.

Qiqi, who had been silent, quietly glanced up at Qiao Mo, eyes a little bewildered, staring at her face in a daze.

"All done...Qiqi is so brave, but the wound on your head also needs dressing. Once it’s done, Auntie and Uncle will take Qiqi home."

Qiao Mo looked up, meeting Qiqi’s eyes, she seemed lost for a moment, then smiled at him, gently stroking his little head and softly asked, "What’s the matter? Aren’t you happy to go to the new house with Auntie?"

"There’s also a little brother in the new house, almost your age, you can play together in the future."

Qiqi remained silent, his bright eyes still fixed on Qiao Mo’s face.