Transmigrated into a Parvenu's Ex-wife in the '90s

“It’s me. Tianbao is runny a high fever. I want to take him to the hospital but I won’t be able to get a ride at this hour.”

“Wait for me. I’ll be right over.” Feng Zeyu put on his pants, grabbed his jacket and was on his way out the door.

After hanging up on the call, Shu Yan gave Tianbao some fever-reducing drugs before she fetched some rubbing alcohol and rubbed them in his armpit and the inside of his elbow. Slowly, his temperature seemed to have gone down a little. She checked his temperature again, 39.4 degrees. He was slightly cooler than before. Shu Yan continued to rub alcohol on him.

When the doorbell rang, Shu Yan went and checked. She opened the door after she confirmed that it was Feng Zeyu standing outside.

“Where’s the kid?”

“On the couch. I was rubbing alcohol on him to cool him down. I’ll bring him out.”

“No need. You go change. I’ll get Tianbao.” Feng Zeyu walked past Shu Yan and helped Tianbao into his clothes.

Shu Yan looked down on herself and blushed immediately. Her company had launched a new style of silk sleepwear. Narrow shoulder straps on the inside and a robe on the outside. It was particularly sexy. Hu Ruixue forced her to take three sets home with her and she happened to have the bright one set on today. The sash on her robe had loosened when she was running in and out and the straps were... very seductive.

She quickly grabbed on tightly to her jacket and dashed back into her room to change. If she wasn’t so worried about her son, she would be too embarrassed to leave the house right now.

Shu Yan woke JingJing up before she headed over to the hospital. She didn’t want her to worry when she woke up and they were gone.

“Tianbao is running a fever and Mom is going to take him to the hospital. You go back to sleep. If Aunty is still not here tomorrow morning, you can have some milk and bread from the refrigerator then go to school with Aunty Lin Hui.”

“Okay, I will,” said JingJing docilely.

Truth was, JingJing had been awake since the moment that Feng Zeyu had rang their doorbell. She just never made a noise. Seeing her mother out and the tall and big Uncle Fang carefully holding Tianbao in his arms as he waiting for her mother by the door, JingJing couldn’t help but compared him with her own father. In her memory, her father had never once smiled at her mother. He was always yelling at her mother. He scolded her mother often, and her as well. His look? She suddenly realized that she couldn’t recall what her father looked like. She took another look at Feng Zeyu. Would he become her new father? And, if so, would he be nice to her and her little brother?

Shu Yan had no idea what was going through JingJing’s little head. She quickly turned to JingJing before she closed the door and said, “Hurry up and go back to sleep. Aunty Lin Hui is right across from us. You go to her if you need anything. Don’t be scared.”

“I know, Mom. You hurry and go.”

After they had arrived at the hospital and told the doctor what was happening, the doctor took Tianbao’s temperature again.

“39.5 degree, a little higher than when you took it. We will need to give him IV fluid. You can carry your child and Daddy can go pay.” The doctor quickly wrote out a note and handed it over to Feng Zeyu.

Shu Yan quickly took the note from him and said, “I will go pay. I...”

“Let your husband go. There are more I need to tell you,” said the doctor with a frown.

Shu Yan was just about to explain when Feng Zeyu took the note. “You stay here. The doctor needs to talk to you still.”

Shu Yan cocked her head and looked at him. When she saw that his ears were all read, her heart, too, skipped a beat. “Okay. You go then.”

Once the IV was going, Tianbao’s temperature began to come down and he no longer complained about feeling awful.

“Let me help you carry him for a while. You had been carrying him for quite a while now.” Feng Zeyu had taken Tianbao from him since he had returned and wouldn’t let Shu Yan carried him even when she asked.

“It’s alright. It’s not tiring.” Feng Zeyu patted Tianbao, who had stirred. His motion was particularly gentle, even the way he looked at him was gentle.

Shu Yan was taken aback a little when she saw that. He would be a good father when he was one. She looked down at Tianbao. Unfortunately, he was not the father of these two children.

“You get some rest on the chair. I’ll let you know when we are done,” said Feng Zeyu to Shu Yan.

“No, I... called you over in the middle of the night...” How could she go rest before him.

Feng Zeyu’s lips curved upward slightly. “I am very happy.”

“Huh?”

“I am very happy that you thought of me at times like this.”