This is not someone else, it is his father.

On the big bed, Mo Nanjue was still lying in that position, his chest was extremely fluctuating, and half a bottle of dripping left beside him. Tong Ran stretched out his hand and adjusted the speed slightly faster.

Mo Yaochen stood beside the bed. Because of his inheritance, he was taller than his peers. The boy did not move and his eyes fell on the man's face.

Tong Ran squatted down around his shoulders, "Do you want to sit here with your father?"

Mo Yaochen made a swear gesture at her, and Tong Ran leaned into his ear, "It's okay, dad is asleep, I can't hear it."

Mo Yaochen stared at Mo Nanjue for a while before turning his head, "Then, can I dear dad?"

"Of course, dad will be very happy."

Tong Ran picked him up and put him next to Mo Nanjue. Mo Yaochen lay on his shoulder, reached out to touch his face, "Dad, I am Chenchen."

Mo Nanjue didn't move, Mo Yaochen leaned into his ear and whispered, "Dad, do you remember the last time you were in the amusement park? It doesn't matter if you are sick or not. I can tell you it once, you hugged me and jumped down from above. I saw you bleeding a lot, you said it doesn't hurt, but I know you must be very painful..."

"Dad, thank you for protecting me."

Mo Yaochen hugged his neck, his voice choked, "I will be obedient in the future, I will study hard, and become a person who can protect you and your mother. I swear, I will never be naughty again, I want to grow up, and I will grow up now."

"Dad, will you still leave when I grow up?"

"Dad, I won't be robbing you of mom anymore. Mom is yours alone. I eat by myself and don't need anyone to feed me. I also take a bath by myself. I will definitely eat eggs every day. Is it okay if my dad doesn't leave?"

"Dad, can you say something to me? I am Chenchen..."

...

Tong Ran stood beside him with his head hanging down. Mo Yaochen said a lot, but Mo Nanjue still didn't move. He had a high fever and had not faded. At least he wouldn't wake up tonight.

Mo Yaochen's little face was pressed against the man's side face, and he raised his head, "Mom, can dad hear me?"

Tong Ran nodded with a sob, "Yes, you can kiss your dad and he will hear it."

Mo Yaochen leaned over Mo Nanjue's face and kissed him.

"Did Dad already hear it?"

"Well, Dad will be very happy to wake up."

Tong Ran bent down to hug him, and Mo Yaochen was obedient and didn't wait much. He got out of bed by himself, "Mom, have you had dinner today?"

"Mom is not hungry."

"Then will you please accompany me to eat?" Mo Yaochen held her hand, "Dad is sleeping, then I will take care of you."

"..." Tong Ran smiled out of the corner of her mouth, "Okay."

In the restaurant, the servant prepared steaming food, and Mo Yaochen sat on the chair by himself. He has been feeding food since he was a child, either Mo Beiyan or Mo Nanjue feeding, sometimes Tong Ran or Mo Huantong.

Mo Yaochen took the chopsticks and picked up some dishes. Tong Ran stared at the water cup and was in a daze. In a flash, the porcelain bowl was pushed in front of him, "Mom, this is yours, you have to finish eating."

Tong Ran was stunned. The bowl was filled with her favorite dishes. Mo Yaochen got up and picked up for him. He had a small notebook that recorded what his parents, father and mother liked to eat, including the colors they like, their usual habits, their sleeping postures, etc.
Chapter completed!