Song Yi locked herself in her room, no matter how much Mom Song called her, she wouldn’t come out.
Not leaving the room, not speaking, she just kept herself shut inside.
The nurse helped Huo Shaohua treat the wound on his face and tactfully left the room in silence.
Tian Xingyun lay on the bed feeling uneasy, worried if Aunt Liu and the others could lull Tianxin to sleep.
During the day, Tianxin was fine as long as a familiar person held her.
But at night, she only wanted to be held by her to fall asleep.
It was already dark, and she didn’t know how her daughter was doing.
"You should go back and check on Tianxin," she said worriedly to Huo Shaohua, who was sitting by the bedside.
"Aunt Liu is there, don’t worry."
"Aunt Liu can’t soothe her at night. You should go back and bring Tianxin here," said Tian Xingyun anxiously, knowing she would need to stay on the IV drip for a while longer.
"Are you okay staying here alone?" Huo Shaohua asked, concerned. The others at home didn’t know about her injury.
So no one else had come to take care of her; he was looking after her himself.
"There are nurses here, don’t worry, go quickly and check on her."
"Alright, call the nurse if anything happens," Huo Shaohua instructed before leaving, finally at ease.
He went downstairs, started his car, and drove back to Tian Xingyun’s apartment at the fastest speed possible.
As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he could already hear his daughter’s loud crying.
He rushed to the door and knocked worriedly; indeed, her worry was justified: "Aunt Liu."
Ping hurriedly came to open the door and, seeing Huo Shaohua, happily said, "Master, did the Young Madam come back with you?"
"No," Huo Shaohua responded as he strode past Ping into the living room without even changing his shoes.
"Little Miss is crying badly, we can’t soothe her," Ping closed the door and followed Huo Shaohua, explaining the situation.
"Master, how is the Young Madam?" Aunt Liu asked worriedly, walking around the living room with Tianxin in her arms to soothe her.
"She’s at the hospital. Give me the child," Huo Shaohua felt his heart ache seeing his daughter crying so sadly.
"Little Miss behaves well during the day, but at night, she only wants the Young Madam," Aunt Liu shook her head helplessly and handed Tianxin to the master.
Little Miss is causing a fuss, just like the master did when he was young!
"I’ll take Tianxin to the hospital, you all go rest early," Huo Shaohua soothed Tianxin, wiping her tears away.
"Let Ping go with you, she can look after the Young Madam."
"Master, I’ll go with you," Ping nodded eagerly, agreeing with Aunt Liu’s suggestion.
"No need, we’ll come back once her IV drip is finished."
"Alright, I’ll pack some things for Little Miss then."
"Okay," Huo Shaohua soothed Tianxin, and she gradually stopped crying after being held by her father.
"Pa~" Tianxin grabbed her father’s shirt, still sobbing from having just cried.
"Daddy’s here, don’t cry, sweetheart," Huo Shaohua lovingly kissed his daughter’s forehead, gently patting her back to soothe her.
Aunt Liu packed some of Tianxin’s things, including diapers and milk bottles.
Huo Shaohua brought Tianxin to the hospital and happened to meet Liu Zexin, who had just finished his shift, as they walked into the hospital lobby.
Liu Zexin hurried over, looking first at Huo Shaohua and then at the child in his arms.
He took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and put them back on for a closer look. It indeed was Huo Shaohua holding a child.
He didn’t see it wrong!
When did this guy get a kid, and he didn’t even know?
Huo Shaohua stood without intending to speak first, using a small handkerchief to wipe away Tianxin’s drool.
"Is this child Song Yi’s?" Liu Zexin asked cautiously. Apart from Song Yi, Huo Shaohua had no other women.
But when he saw Song Yi recently, she didn’t show any signs of being pregnant.