The father of the 2-year-old child arrived just in time

  "If it weren't for the child's father arriving in time, it would be unthinkable." The doctor said from behind, Li Ni turned around and wanted to distinguish: "He is not..."

  "Your husband said that the child would follow his blood type, so we didn't do a blood test and directly transfused the blood. Luckily for those crucial five minutes... otherwise..." The doctor shook his head, handed over a form and said: "Sign this, it's the hospitalization form."

  This time Li Ni's hand no longer trembled, and she calmly signed her name on the consent form. Putting down the pen, she asked: "My son won't have any problems, will he, doctor?"

  "The child has a strong recovery ability, let's observe in the hospital for a while, there shouldn't be any major problems." The doctor said and walked away with his book.

  Li Ni stood blankly at the door, looking at the two people in the hospital room, and for a moment she was dazed. Liu Ziguang on the hospital bed seemed to have turned into her own husband. The father and son were connected by blood, the father looked kindly at his son, and the son slept sweetly, the scene was warm and touching to the extreme.

  "Director Li, Director Li" The voice of Wei Zixuan came to her ears, and Li Ni woke up from her daze, smiled awkwardly, took the tissue handed over by Wei Zixuan, wiped away the tears on her face, and said: "Zixuan, I won't go to the company tomorrow. You arrange things, and call me if there's anything important."

  Wei Zi Xuan nodded and said with concern: "Director Li, you need to take care of your body."

  "Alright, I know. You can go back now." Li Ni said.

  Wei Ziqian seemed somewhat reluctant to leave, taking a deep look at Liu Ziguo in the ward before saying goodbye to Li Ni and leaving the emergency department.

  Li Ni walked into the ward with stealthy steps, but still startled Liu Ziguang. He opened his eyes, and in his gaze shone kindness and warmth, just like a considerate husband and a benevolent father. This image was hard to associate with the Liu Ziguang who stood on the rooftop, holding a sniper rifle, exuding an aura of vigor and sharpness.

  "You're awake, sit up." Liu Ziguang said softly, his tone and expression extremely natural, just like a family member.

  Li Niang found a chair and sat down between the two beds, her movements as light as possible, afraid of waking up her son.

  "Just now I lied, saying that I was the father of the child. Otherwise, they would insist on a blood test and it would delay things for the child. Don't be surprised." Liu Ziguang said.

  "How could this be? I haven't even thanked you yet! By the way, are you also this blood type?"

  "Yes, my blood type is also quite rare, didn't expect it to come in handy today. Speaking of which, I and the little guy are quite fated too."

  The little boy suddenly moved on the bed, murmuring something, and the room was quiet, so you could clearly hear the little boy muttering "mom" a few times, then unclearly saying "dad, dad".

  Li Yun's heart felt a pang of gloom and she fell silent. Liu Ziguang's mind was as clear as a mirror, and he too stopped speaking.

  The atmosphere in the ward was slightly depressing, when suddenly a nurse pushed open the door and came in to check the blood transfusion device. "Eight hundred milliliters of blood have been transfused, that's enough," she said, then helped the two patients remove their needles. Liu Ziguang lifted up his quilt and jumped out of bed, going to get the clothes hanging on the edge of the door.

  The nurse hastily advised him: "You've drawn so much blood, why don't you take a rest?"

  Liu Ziguang put on his coat and said, "No need, I'm very healthy, it's no big deal to draw a little blood." Then he said to Li Ni, "Goodbye, Director Li."

  For some reason, Li's shout made Li Ni feel uncomfortable. The warm family atmosphere that had just been created was completely dispelled by Li's voice. She couldn't say anything and could only wave her hand lightly, saying "goodbye".

  ……

  That night, Li Ni accompanied her son until he woke up the next day. Wei Zixuan handled things very carefully and kept the news of the accident at Li's house strictly confidential, so only a few people in the group knew about it, and no one came to disturb them. At 12:10, Wei Zixuan helped Li Ni move the child to the ICU ward. In fact, the child's injury was not that serious, but Li Ni felt that she owed her son too much and wanted to make up for it in this way.

  The son recovered very quickly, even the doctor was surprised. The attending physician of surgery examined and said: "The child's injury has healed well and will not leave any sequelae in the future. It can be considered to transfer to a general ward."

  Li Niang thought about it and she wasn't worried about the ICU costs of over 10,000 yuan a day. She was willing to spend more money for her son's sake, and she had the financial means to do so. However, the doctors all said that her son was recovering well, and continuing to stay in the ICU would be unlucky, so she happily transferred him to a high-end single room ward.

  Li Niang hasn't gone to work for days, she's been using her laptop to control the company's operations remotely from the hospital room. She also had her aunt at home take care of her son and hired two caregivers from a domestic service company at a high price to take care of everything for her son in an orderly manner.

  Her son loves to eat the tomato butterfly noodles made by his mother, so Li Ni personally went home and cooked a bowl of butterfly noodles in a thermos, drove a Volvo to the hospital.

  As she stepped out of the elevator and approached the door to her son's hospital room at the end of the corridor, she was about to push it open when she suddenly heard her son's laughter coming from inside. To be honest, since that day's incident, her son hadn't laughed once, and the doctor said he had been too frightened and needed some time to recover; if things didn't improve, they would have to find a psychologist for him. Because of this, Li Niang had secretly shed many tears.

  The son actually laughed, Li Ni was overjoyed, pushed the door in, and suddenly found a man sitting on the hospital bed, playing with his son. The son was rolling all over the bed, his little face red and excited.

  "Be careful of your wound, baby." Li Ni put down the thermos and rushed over. At this time, the man turned around, who else could it be but Liu Ziguo?

  "Hehe, let me take a look at the kid. Your son is very cute and also very brave." Liu Ziguang said with a smile as he patted the little boy's head.

  "Mommy, Mommy, Flyman Uncle said I'm the bravest, when I get better, I can be Ultraman and fight little monsters." The son excitedly said.

  Unexpectedly, the son had such a good memory and still remembered that Liu Ziguang was Feiren Uncle. Li Ni picked up her son and kissed him hard, saying: "Xiao Cheng is brave, what did you play with uncle just now?"

  "Uncle taught me how to beat monsters, beating the worst kindergarten monster big bad dragon, uncle is big Ultraman, I am little Ultraman."

  "Hehe, little Cheng is the best! Mom made your favorite tomato butterfly noodles for you. Hurry up and eat them while they're hot!"

  But unexpectedly, her son was not buying it at all. His little head shook back and forth like a rattle drum: "No, no, I want to play with uncle."

  "Xiao Cheng is being naughty, Mommy is angry!" Li Ni deliberately made a stern face.

  The little boy still made a fuss and refused to eat, at this time Liu Ziguang spoke up: "Xiao Cheng, this bucket is a universe energy block. If you don't replenish your energy, you won't be able to defeat the monster and can't become Ultraman to save the kindergarten."

  The little boy immediately sat down and said: "I want to recharge, recharge!"

  Li Ni smiled and opened the thermos, letting Auntie help the child put on a bib, preparing utensils for dinner. Liu Ziguang looked at his watch and said: "Director Li, I have something else to do, see you later."

  "Are you leaving?" Li Niang said reluctantly, still sending Liu Ziguang to the door. The aunts and caregivers were all in the room, she didn't want others to see that she had any other feelings towards Liu Ziguang.

  Besides, Liu Ziguo is his own employee after all, and there can't be anything between them. With a complicated mood, Li Ni sent Liu Ziguo away, but unexpectedly, as soon as Liu Ziguo left, her son started making trouble, insisting that he had to see his uncle to recharge, leaving Li Ni at her wit's end and completely helpless.

  "Heavens! What's the point of this? Must we resort to abusing power for personal gain and use administrative means to have Liu Ziguang transferred here as a male nanny?" Li Ni sighed, looking up at the sky.

  Suddenly the door of the ward was knocked, bang, bang, three times, polite and moderate, Li Ni hurriedly ran over to open the door and said: "The little thing is crying and making a fuss about you."

  Someone came in and was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said: "When did Xiaochen become so fond of Uncle Zhao?"

  It was not Liu Ziguo who came, but a gentle and elegant man in his thirties, dressed in a neat blue shirt, holding a large bouquet of fresh flowers.

  "Hello, Secretary Zhao." Li Ni's joyful expression quickly dissipated, replaced by a cold but very polite one.

  "Director Li is always so polite, I heard that Xiao Cheng had an accident and came to visit especially. By the way, the injury isn't serious, right? I know a few surgeons in Beijing who are quite skilled..."

  Li Ni interrupted him and said: "Thank you, Secretary Zhao. Xiao Cheng is fine now. Wu Ma, it's time to take the child downstairs."

  Secretary Zhao seemed to ignore Li Ni's coldness and held up the bouquet of flowers in his hand, saying: "Little Li, these are your favorite horse hoof orchids."

  Li Niang took the flowers and handed them to the nurse to arrange, still cold but polite, saying: "Secretary Zhao, thank you for the flowers. I should go downstairs with my son for a walk now."

  Secretary Zhao smiled and said, "It's okay, you're busy with your own things. I have another meeting this afternoon, so I should go too." He glanced at his Rolex watch on his wrist and shouted to Little Cheng on the balcony, "Little Cheng, Uncle is leaving!"

  The little boy turned around and said politely: "Goodbye, uncle." But there was no smile on his face, it was just a polite response under good family education.

  Secretary Zhao smiled at Li Ni again and turned around to leave.

  Li Niang stood at the door, walked to the balcony and frowned, silent for a long time. Downstairs in the hospital parking lot, Secretary Zhao got into a Land Rover Range Rover and drove away quickly.

  "Mommy, Mommy, I've finished recharging my energy, I'm going to find Uncle and become Ultraman." Little Cheng said with a hopeful face, pulling on his mother's skirt.

  "Little Cheng, Uncle is going to fight monsters and will be back in a few days." Li Ni squatted down to coax her son.

  "Mom cheats, mom will cheat!" Xiaochen pouted.

  "Huh? Why did Xiaochen say that?"

  "Mom said Dad went on a business trip to a very, very far away place, but it's a lie. My friends in kindergarten say I don't have a dad," the little boy said seriously.

  Li Yan's nose turned sour and she hugged her son tightly.

  After much difficulty getting her son to sleep, Li Ni thought for a long time and finally picked up the phone to call Liu Ziguang personally for the first time.

  "Liu Ziguang, hello, I'm Li Yan, I'd like to invite you out for a meal, are you available?"