The Second Marriage [Chinese BL Translation]

Chapter 3 Dumb

 "Doudo, what are you doing here." At night, Xing Hao woke up and found that his son was not by his side. He thought he was going to the toilet and he didn't care. He didn't come back for a long time before he went to see, there was no one in the bathroom. My heart was tight, I quickly turned on the light, and looked up and down, and found that the little guy sneaked into the ward sometime, and was guarding the homeless man. He wiped his chapped lips with a cotton swab dipped in water.

"Will he die?" the son raised his little head and asked worriedly.

The word death is a bit too cruel for a six-year-old child, Xing Hao didn't know how to assure him, because he was only a doctor, not a god, and he could only heal the sick and he could not bring the dead back to life. This person was seriously injured. In addition, he had not received good treatment, his condition deteriorated rapidly, and he was feverish, and his condition was not optimistic.

"Dad, save him, it's so pitiful." He stretched out his pink hand and gently touched the scar on the man's face through the air: "If he dies, Doudou will be sad."

His son has always been sympathetic. Raising a chicken can cry for three days when it dies. Worrying about his sadness, Xing Hao hugged his small body hard, and softly comforted: "Nothing will happen, I promise. Now you go back to bed, and Dad will look at him, and the fever will definitely go down tomorrow morning. If it doesn't work, let's send it. He went to the hospital. There are many powerful doctors in the hospital, and they will definitely be able to cure him."

"But I want to be here." He looked at the man, and looked at his father pleadingly: "Just a moment, okay." 

I don't understand. Why is the son who has always been obedient so difficult today? Xing Hao sighed and looked at his watch. It was half past five in the morning. Forget it, just assume he gets up very early.

"Then wait here for a while, I'll make breakfast for you." The scars on the man's face are densely packed, all over the right face, extending to the neck, muscles and skin are tangled together, forming a gully, looking very fear. Perhaps children should not be exposed to this kind of burn patients. Overly direct images may leave a psychological shadow. But Doudou was not afraid, and showed the patience and meticulousness that he did not usually take care of the wounded, which made Xing Hao very pleased and let him go.

He walked into the kitchen and found that there was nothing in the refrigerator.

"There is nothing left, what can I do." The male host who was so busy to forget that he went to the vegetable market said to himself while holding two onions that were not suitable for breakfast. In the end, he could only cook a pot of white rice porridge, and then put the purple skins. Overwater the onions, add shredded ginger and green onions to make a side dish. However, the spicy and stimulating food is too difficult for Doudou. He only took a small bite and refused to hold another chopstick.

Xing Hao had to add sugar to the porridge, coaxing him to drink a bowl.

"If you want to eat casserole powder, you need to add meat." It was almost dawn, and Doudou smiled at the sound of the shop next door opening.

Knowing that my cooking skills are average and my work is busy, I've been aggrieved children all these years. Not to mention delicious food, sometimes even hot meals can't be eaten. Regarding this, Xing Hao feels very guilty, so he doesn't restrain people when eating: "Go, go to the corner king to eat, add squid and ham. Yes, but don't waste it. Order as much as you eat. Also, tell Uncle Wang that I'll pay later." 

The neighborhoods on the street are already familiar with it, and it's okay to pay on credit. The child is not given money because he is likely to buy it halfway. Other things weird and don't need.