Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Chapter 1986: Chapter 450: Missing My Husband (3)

"Okay, I’ll call right away. Dad, please don’t worry."

"Alright."

The child was crying incessantly because of discomfort; saying there was no rush was just a lie.

Jian Ran advised Jian Anguo not to worry, but in reality, her own heart was in turmoil.

Jian Ran quickly called the family doctor to come over.

Usually, Gu Jinchen was well-behaved, but now with a slight fever, he too started crying and was difficult to manage.

No matter how Jian Ran tried to soothe him, Little Cubao pitifully cried incessantly, appearing more and more aggrieved.

Jian Ran felt distress overwhelming her heart, hurriedly lifting Little Cubao into her arms, gently comforting him.

"There, there... The doctor will be here soon, listen to Mom, Cubao."

"Wah wah..."

The family doctor arrived at the Gu Family within half an hour of the call and quickly examined Little Cubao, then solemnly stated.

"Mrs. Gu, the child has a fever."

"Yes, what should we do?"

Although Jian Ran was anxious, she asked in a subdued tone so as not to disturb the doctor’s treatment.

"There’s no need to go to the hospital since the child is so small. Right now, physical cooling can be applied without the necessity for medication or injections."

Jian Ran had used physical cooling when Tang Bao was ill before, which involved continually placing an ice pack on the child’s forehead or skin.

This method can help reduce the child’s temperature.

However, physical cooling is not as fast as medication or injections.

It might take all night.

"Medication and injections do not necessarily build immunity; physical cooling doesn’t damage the child’s immune system, though it may cause some discomfort."

"Alright, I understand. Doctor, I’ll prepare the ice pack then."

"Alright."

...

There were no ice packs at home; the Gu Family never arranged for servants to be on duty at night, only during the day for cleaning.

Jian Ran quickly took the ice out of the freezer, placed it in a basin of water, and used a towel to gently wipe Little Cubao’s forehead.

Because of the fever, Little Cubao’s face was flushed, and his constant crying made his face turn several shades redder.

Jian Ran frowned slightly, continued wiping Cubao, and spoke softly.

"It’s okay, darling, Mommy knows you’re uncomfortable, it’ll be better soon."

"Uhh..."

After wiping Cubao briefly, his face was indeed less red.

The child’s crying also subsided somewhat.

The family doctor observed Little Cubao’s improved condition and said with a smile, "Yes, that’s the way... Mrs. Gu, fevers can be recurrent; wipe the child every half hour until the fever completely subsides."

"Okay, I understand."

Jian Ran thanked the doctor and saw him out. Just as she returned to the nursery, Little Cubao started crying in Jian Anguo’s arms again.

"Ranran, come quickly; the child has a fever again. Quickly wipe him."

"Okay, Dad, let me do it."

Seeing Jian Anguo’s anxious appearance, Jian Ran herself was also anxious, but there was nothing more to be done.

"Dad, please don’t worry, it’s late; you should go to bed early, it’s already 11 o’clock."

"It’s fine, I wouldn’t be at ease unless I see Cubao is alright."

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Concerned about Jian Anguo’s health, Jian Ran did not persist seeing his stubbornness but gently wiped Little Cubao’s forehead, soothing his emotions.

Crying, cooling, fever, crying, cooling, fever.

This continued until 2 a.m., with no sign of improvement.

Jian Ran, a bit worried, called the family doctor again, feeling reassured when informed this was normal.

It was the same when looking after Tang Bao earlier.

Jian Anguo, too exhausted, was eventually persuaded repeatedly by Jian Ran to go back to his room to rest.

Jian Ran alone took care of Little Cubao, who was restless in the crib, leaving her no choice but to hold and comfort him.

By 6 a.m., Little Cubao’s fever finally subsided, and his body temperature gradually returned to normal, allowing Jian Ran to breathe a slight sigh of relief.

After a night of upheaval, Little Cubao snuggled into Jian Ran’s arms for a meal, then slept peacefully.

Jian Ran gazed at the little one in her arms finally calming down and couldn’t help but chuckle lightly.

This troublesome little thing, making it so hard to separate love from exasperation.

Jian Ran kissed the little child’s forehead, only then remembering she hadn’t called Gu Mochen.

In fact, when Little Cubao was feeling uncomfortable, she wanted to call Gu Mochen but hesitated, afraid of worrying him while he was away, so she suppressed her desire.

Jian Ran rubbed her temples, and even though she was exhausted, she made the call to Gu Mochen.

At first, there was no answer.

On the third attempt, the call was finally answered.

"Who is calling?"

"Mo Chen..."

Jian Ran: "..."

Both started speaking at once, and the fluent French from the other side was a woman’s voice, somewhat seductive.

Jian Ran’s expression changed slightly.

"Are you calling for Mr. Gu? He’s unavailable to take calls right now."

Jian Ran: "..."

The woman’s voice was flirtatious, captivating... immensely seductive.

Jian Ran pressed her lips together, then asked, "Is Secretary Zhou there?"

"He’s not here either... We’re at dinner... can’t answer your call... we’re so busy. "

Jian Ran: "..."

Hehe...

Who knows where this fool borrowed Gu Mochen’s phone to carry on like this.

Jian Ran frowned, her earlier hopes now turned into a blaze of anger.

"Alright, I’ll call back later."

"Hey, who are you? Mr. Gu’s wife or his mistress? It’s noted in Chinese, which I can’t read..."

"Anyway, he is in France now, so don’t disturb him... This wife spot can’t be snatched, we’re all in the same boat... all just mistresses, no need to make things difficult between us, besides... Mr. Gu is with me now, his heart is here, you’re in the country, you can’t interfere, be wise; a man out there needs to eat his fill, for now, I’ll feed him first..."

Jian Ran: "..."

Thankfully, she had learned French earlier.

So she could barely understand.

More or less got the gist.

This... woman was not just foolish but utterly stupid.

Jian Ran frowned, a cold smile on her lips.

Heh...

Foolish delusions...

"So, you’re aware he has a wife and still do this?"

"Of course, and Mr. Gu said he likes me... French women... know best how to serve men."

Jian Ran: "..."

Jian Ran became even angrier.