Hearing Zhan Xicheng's voice, Xiao Yueguang still looked at him expressionlessly.

He stared at him for several seconds and finally had a reaction, but the next move was to push Zhan Xicheng's hand away, climbing to Ning Yan without saying a word, and no longer look at him.

Zhan Xicheng's hand was still stiff in the air, watching the little moonlight push him away.

He treats himself as a stranger.

Ning Yan suddenly felt sour when she saw this scene.

She saw the loss and pain on Zhan Xicheng's face...

"Zhan Xicheng..." Ning Yan pursed her lips, wanting to comfort Zhan Xicheng.

But the man just smiled faintly, dipped the cotton swab and handed it to Ning Yan.

Zhan Xicheng sat aside and watched Ning Yan wipe Xiao Yueguang seriously.

After applying the medicine, Xiao Yueguang also fell asleep in Ning Yan's arms.

Ning Yan was about to carry the child to the room when Zhan Xicheng suddenly got up, "I'll do it!"

Ning Yan glanced at Zhan Xicheng, handed the child to him, and followed him.

Ning Yan leaned against the door and watched Zhan Xicheng carefully put the little moonlight on the bed, his eyes becoming slightly moist.

It was not until he covered the child with a quilt that Ning Yan slowly spoke: "Zhan Xicheng, Xiao Yueguang has autism!"

Zhan Xicheng's movements were hard, and he turned around in disbelief, staring at Ning Yan with deep black eyes.

He could feel that this child was different from ordinary children, but he never thought it would be autism.

No one around him had this disease, and to him, this disease was a bit strange.

Ning Yan pursed her pink lips, walked to Zhan Xicheng and hugged him from behind.

"This is why I don't tell you the child. I'm afraid..." Ning Yan buried her head in Zhan Xicheng's back, her eyes slightly moist. "Zhan Xicheng, I dare not let the little moonlight be exposed to everyone, watching people point fingers at him."

Thinking of his helpless appearance, Ning Yan's heart hurt like a needle.

Zhan Xicheng pulled Ning Yan into his arms, his hard jaw pressed against her forehead, and the two exchanged warm breaths with each other.

"With me here, no one dares to point fingers at him."

Including his mother!!

When Ning Yan heard Zhan Xicheng's words, he couldn't feel comfortable.

Not only Xiao Yueguang, but also her...

She might have really killed his elder brother, and she might have died at any time...

These problems may become obstacles to their being together.

"Zhan Xicheng, you're happy to be a father?" Ning Yan asked with a little dad.

After she finished speaking, she felt the man holding her hand tightening slightly, and her breathing was rapid.

After about ten seconds of silence, Ning Yan heard Zhan Xicheng's low and charming voice: "Happy!"

It is simple and easy to understand, but it expresses all his joy.

His son is still alive, he is really happy.

"Zhanxicheng, with you here, my son will definitely get better."

Last time Xiao Yueguang stayed by his side for two days, there was a slight change.

The doctor also said that the child's father will play a role in the child's recovery.

Although, I don't know if it can be cured.

Autism is a disease that requires a long time of treatment, and some people will never be cured in their entire lives...

Ning Yan felt tired and didn't want to think too much. She leaned in Zhan Xicheng's arms and didn't know when she would fall asleep.

When she woke up in a daze, she actually found herself lying on the bed. Xiao Yueguang's petite little body was curled up obediently in her arms, and her hands were still holding her arms firmly.
Chapter completed!