Chapter 693: Chapter 693 Who is Smoking
“Okay, I admit, I didn’t really eat much for lunch.” Seeing that she was caught, Luo Mengmeng could only give a dry laugh.
Gu Zhihan sighed helplessly and pulled her over, “Sit down and eat with me.”
“But I’m not hungry…” Luo Meng whined.
“You need to eat even if you’re not hungry.” Gu Zhihan was already spoon-feeding her.
Unable to refuse him, Luo Mengmeng opened her mouth to eat, nibbling like a little squirrel.
“I know you’re worried about Sanbao, but you can’t neglect your meals.”
“I’ll eat properly from now on.”
“Good girl.” Gu Zhihan fed her another spoonful.
After finishing the meal, Luo Mengmeng climbed onto the bed to watch TV while lying down.
Gu Zhihan sat beside her.
“Gu Zhihan, after I leave the postnatal care center, will our Sanbao recover and be healthy too?” Luo Mengmeng looked at him with hope.
Since everyone was concealing the truth from her, Luo Mengmeng thought that Sanbao simply had a congenital deficiency and didn’t know that he was born with a particularly rare disease.
A flicker of something unusual flashed through Gu Zhihan’s eyes before he managed a strained smile and said, “Yes, that’s right.”
“That’s wonderful!” Finally having a clear timeline, Luo Mengmeng let out a sigh of relief, her mind filled with thoughts of picking up Sanbao and bringing him home once she was out of the center.
Perhaps because she was so happy, she didn’t notice Gu Zhihan’s odd expression.
It wasn’t until Luo Mengmeng had fallen asleep that Gu Zhihan stood up from the bed and headed straight for the bathroom.
Once inside, he didn’t relieve himself; instead, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and started smoking.
If Luo Mengmeng were here, she would be incredibly surprised, as Gu Zhihan never smoked.
Surrounded by smoke, the man’s pupils showed a hint of weariness and despair.
He had always been afraid to tell Luo Mengmeng.
Their Sanbao didn’t have long to live.
For half a month, he had sought out renowned doctors at home and abroad, but none of them had a treatment for such a rare disease.
Some doctors had even started advising him to give up on treatment…
Because the daily treatments made Sanbao indescribably suffer.
Instead of enduring such daily torture with no hope of survival, it might be better to just…
But that was his child; what parent could bear to let their child die?
Gu Zhihan closed his eyes and took a deep drag on his cigarette.
Lately, he had grown fond of using this method to numb himself temporarily.
After finishing, Gu Zhihan turned on the bathroom’s exhaust system to clear the smoke from the room and his body before leaving the postnatal care center.
When Luo Mengmeng woke up, she noticed a faint smell of cigarette smoke in the bathroom.
“Strange, who’s been smoking?”
While using the toilet, Luo Mengmeng felt puzzled.
But she didn’t think much of it and washed her hands before heading out to see Dabao and Erbao in the nursery.
The brothers were each happily sucking on a bottle.
Seeing Luo Mengmeng, they immediately let out “giggles” of joy, as if they knew their mother had come.
Luo Mengmeng’s heart melted instantly as she gently touched their heads, “If only your little brother could be as safe and healthy as you two…”
As she spoke, tears suddenly began to fall.
“%&#@$*&…,” Dabao, seeing her cry, promptly dropped his bottle and babbled incoherently while reaching out with his soft, tender hands to touch her face.