Qin An'an also wanted to go back to work in the company, but her health was still not recovered.

Even if she wanted to go to work, Mike wouldn't let her go.

Today, it rained again.

The temperature this winter is cooler than usual. Before going to the company, Mike reminded her not to go out today.

"An An, if you are bored at home, you can call your friends to play at home." Mike said.

Qin Anan responded lightly.

After Mike went out, he suddenly remembered that she didn't have any friends. Now that Li Xiaotian's accident has left a psychological shadow, and Wei Zhen has disappeared, she has no friends to call to play.

An hour later, Mike came back.

He bought a bag of wool.

"An An, if you're bored, knit a sweater! You can knit it for your child or me." Mike considered that knitting a sweater is less tiring and more time-saving, "or knit for Ziyi's dog. "

Qin Anan put down the book in her hand and looked up at him: "Do I look so boring?"

Mike: "Aren't your eyes tired from reading books all the time?"

"I can rest when I'm tired." She took out the wool he bought and looked at it, "You can buy enough wool to knit the dog."

"Isn't Ziqiu about the same age as a milk dog?" Mike teased.

"When he can be discharged from the hospital, he will not be so young." Qin Anan said, "I haven't knitted sweaters for too long, so I might not be able to now."

"You can play casually, don't be so serious." Mike glanced at the time, "I went to the company. There are more things at the end of the year."

"Drive slowly, the road is slippery in snowy days." Qin Anan urged.

"The snow is thicker in our yard, and there are snow blowers on the road outside." When Mike was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something, "By the way, the doctor said that in two weeks, he will be able to pick up Ziqiu and be discharged from the hospital. ."

Qin Anan knew.

The doctor also called her.

It is estimated that the doctor also called Fu Shiting.

But I don't know if he will go to the hospital by then.

Two weeks later, Qin Anan knitted a scarf and a wool vest for Zhou Ziyi's dog.

Mike is very satisfied with her work.

"An An, you are really ingenious. Ziyi's dog will definitely like it." Mike boasted, "When baby Ziqiu comes back, you won't have time to knit wool."

Qin Anan was absent-minded: "Well."

"Are you wondering if Fu Shiting will pick up Ziqiu?" Mike guessed.

Qin An'an: "he probably won't go."

"You guessed it right." Mike couldn't bear to tell her last night, "Ziyi told me yesterday that he was on a business trip. He won't be back in the past two days."

Qin Anan's face was calm: "he did it on purpose. He didn't want to face Ziqiu."

"If that's the case, then leave him alone." Mike has already planned, "I'll have a party to celebrate when Ziqiu picks it up."

Qin An'an: "It's better not to have a party. Don't base your joy on the pain of others."

Mike shrugged: "Okay! Then we can celebrate at home by ourselves, right?"

Qin Anan was noncommittal.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the hospital.

Ziqiu has been taken out of the intensive care unit by the nurse.

He has grown a lot since he first entered the incubator.

But still a little smaller than a normal born baby.

But his physical indicators have been the same as a normal baby.

When Qin Anan took Ziqiu from the nurse's arms, her heart couldn't help beating wildly! JrNovels.com