Chapter 942 - Recognizing Sister!
Dear Commander-in-Chief
Gu Qiqi was wearing a big mask. She leaned against the bed and hugged the boy gently.
In her arms, the little boy could tilt his head to facilitate the flow of the medicine into his mouth.
Gu Qiqi held a small soft spoon and scooped a small mouthful of medicine before gently feeding it into the corner of the boyâs mouth.
Unfortunately, the boy had no intention of swallowing it.
The medicine spilled all over her.
She didnât find it dirty or give up. Instead, she patiently scooped a small mouthful of medicine again.
Now that she had experience, the medicine used was even less than before.
As she pried open the boyâs lips, she coaxed him gently in his ear, âLittle boy, be goodâ¦â
She wanted to sing a childrenâs song to the boy, but she suddenly realized that she had no experience in coaxing children.
Helpless, she could only signal to Gong Jue, âHurry up! Sing a few lines for the boy to let him relax. Perhaps he can cooperate with us to drink the medicine.â
Gong Jueâs face stiffened.
The doctors and nurses around him rubbed their noses and couldnât help but laugh.
They had never seen the cold Chief sing a childrenâs song before!
Let alone singing a childrenâs song, they had never heard Master Jue sing a normal song before.
Master Jueâs cold and fierce aura seemed to be very disconnected from singing.
For a moment, everyone was curious about what Gong Jue would do.
Gong Jueâs Adamâs apple bobbed. âHeâs unconscious. How can he hear the singing?â
âThen, you donât understand. He can hear you. Otherwise, why do doctors always encourage family members to talk more to comatose people? Alright, hurry up.â Gu Qiqi was slightly angry.
Everyone thought to themselves that Doctor Gu was dead meat for daring to argue with Master Jue like this!
However, in the very next second, everyoneâs jaws dropped.
Gong Jue replied gloomily, âOkay.â
Then, he really opened his mouth and sang a childrenâs song. âSleep, sleep, my darlingâ¦â
His words were perfect as he sang the childrenâs song like a military song!
Gu Qiqiâs lips twitched. âI didnât ask you to sing this kind of song. Your rhythm is too standard. Can you be more emotional and warm?â
âYes.â Gong Jue cleared his throat and changed to another song. âLittle darling, sleep quickly. Iâll be by your side in your dream. Iâll laugh with you and sleep with you. You have me to lean onâ¦â
Everyone couldnât hold back their laughter anymore.
Three black lines appeared on Gu Qiqiâs forehead. âGong Jue, weâre trying to wake the boy up, not coax him to sleep. Can you stop singing songs to make people sleep?â
Gong Jue was quite hurt. He thought that he sang well.
Werenât all childrenâs songs used to coax children to sleep?
However, since his wife had spoken, he should change to another song!
What should he change it to?
Gong Jue had an idea. âPull the carrot. Pull the carrot. Little girl, come quickly. Come and help us pull the carrotâ¦â
How was it? This carrot pulling song was very rhythmic, emotional, and warm. The main point was that it wouldnât make people sleep!
It satisfied the requirements, right?
Gu Qiqi was completely speechless!
Alright, it turned out that the Chief wasnât good at coaxing children either!
Gong Jue pointed at the boyâs lips smugly. âHe drank it! Look, he drank it⦠Isnât my song very effective?!â
Gu Qiqi was speechless. Could you not be so childish as to seek praise, Chief?
The boy felt as if he had fallen into a dark well. He kept walking, but he couldnât get out.
He fumbled around and wanted to call for help, but he couldnât make a sound.
He tilted his head and listened. Suddenly, he heard a commotion. It seemed to be the voice of the vixen. âLittle boy, you can do it. Persevere⦠Drink moreâ¦â
When he tried to hear it again, it was gone.
He tried his best to widen his eyes and consciously swallow his saliva.
Vixen, what did you make me drink?