Page 778 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Jian Ran let out a heavy sigh of relief upon hearing the news.

"That’s good."

Jian Ran bent down and kissed the little girl’s cheek, whispering, "When do you think she will wake up?"

"In the evening..."

Gu Mochen didn’t tell the whole truth... The doctor had said that during the resuscitation process, the little girl vomited severely.

So... she suffered a lot.

The most terrifying thing about diabetes is the many complications it can cause.

"Hmm."

Jian Ran raised her hand to tuck the little girl’s hair behind her ear, whispering gently, "Good girl... it’s all right now, Mommy and Daddy are with you... be good."

The sleeping Tang Bao seemed to sense Jian Ran’s comfort, pouting her lips and making a small, kitten-like sound of contentment, endearing beyond measure.

...

Gu Mochen approached and saw that Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes were still moist, her small face pale and colorless.

After worrying about Tang Bao, Gu Mochen was most concerned about Jian Ran.

These past few days, Jian Ran’s emotional burden had been very heavy...

Her emotions had been extremely taut.

"Ranran, you should rest for a bit. I can take care of her."

"Mm... It’s okay, I’m used to it... It’s been a long time since I’ve taken care of her in the hospital... I’m worried I won’t be able to handle it when she wakes up."

As she spoke, Jian Ran’s hand trembled slightly while holding the wet wipe.

Gu Mochen looked at Jian Ran, whose thoughts seemed to be drifting, and gently grasped her delicate wrist to pull her gently into his embrace, soothing her with gentle strokes on her back.

"Ranran, don’t worry... this was an accident. Next time, I’ll arrange for Italy’s most professional nursing doctors to ensure that Tang Baobao is safe and won’t have to be hospitalized again."

"Hmm."

Jian Ran tugged at the corners of her lips, grabbing the front of Gu Mochen’s shirt with her small hand, her voice hoarse as she said, "Gu Mochen... it’s really good to have you here, it gives me a great sense of security."

A solemn look flashed in Gu Mochen’s dark eyes as he looked into Jian Ran’s sincere ones, full of trust in him, stirring complex feelings in his heart.

"I just feel... what I’ve done is far from enough."

...

The little girl regained consciousness around 8 o’clock in the evening.

Her large, round eyes took in her surroundings; her mouth puckered, her whole body weak, her throat as if on fire and a bit hoarse.

"Mommy... it hurts... Daddy... it hurts."

Jian Ran, having been forced by Gu Mochen to eat some dinner, was sitting by the little girl’s bedside the whole time, so she immediately noticed when the little girl stirred.

"Good girl... Tang Baobao, Mommy’s here... just cry and it won’t hurt anymore, I promise."

Jian Ran kissed Tang Bao’s hair, watching the little girl weakly open her eyes and smiling, feeling an immense sense of satisfaction spreading throughout.

Seeing the little girl smiling at her and calling her mommy again felt incredibly good.

Gu Mochen also stood up and sat beside Tang Bao, reaching out with his large hand to hold Tang Bao’s small hand that wasn’t on IV.

"Tang Bao, Daddy’s here too... It’s okay."

"Hmm..."

It took Tang Bao a while to respond, then she said in a babyish voice, "Daddy... Did I make Mommy cry again?"

Tang Bao, looking at Jian Ran’s reddened eyes, weakly said, "Hmm... every time I get sick, Mommy cries... just like a little child."

Gu Mochen: "..."

Jian Ran: "..."

With the child being so understanding, both Gu Mochen and Jian Ran felt bittersweet inside.