Sister, you miss me

A home away from home hotel adjacent to the University of London.

After the last incident of the Fuqing Society, the hotel business improved all of a sudden. Uncle Wang was delighted in his eyes, and the more he did not regard Wang Bingqian and Hao Li as outsiders, Dudu became a baby bump in his eyes. .

Night fell.

Hao Li and Wang Bingqian were sitting at the dining table for dinner, while Uncle Wang played with Dudu.

The two-year-old Dudu has red lips and white skin, beautiful eyebrows, single eyelids and dimples, super cute and super cute.

Uncle Wang said more than once that because of the dudu laughter and crying, his old age had a little meaning.

As a result, Hao Li and Wang Bingqian were no longer polite to Uncle Wang.

This evening is as usual as usual.

Xiao Dudu is playing with a Barbie doll. Yes, this is not a boy's toy. However, when visiting the supermarket, Xiao Dudu said something amazing: "Mom, buy me a beautiful girl to play with!"

Thanks to the little guy who speaks Chinese, and is surrounded by foreigners, even so, Hao Li still gives Leide a little bit outside.

Hao Li vetoed it on the spot: "That's not what little boys should play."

The little guy is upset, frowning and squinting: "Believe it or not, I'll say it in English."

Hao Li covered the little guy's mouth and disarmed and surrendered. She really didn't know who this guy was like, a ghost, and she was so young that she actually knew threats.

Hao Li immediately thought that it must be Crayon Xiaoxin who has seen too much, and he can't let him see more in the future.

At this moment, Xiao Dudu gave Barbie a one-word horse, and then said to Uncle Wang's grandma: "Grandpa, take off your skirt."

Wang Bo Kuang Khan: "This is not good."

"Take it off, just take it off." Dudu refused.

"I will ask my mother for help later, grandpa won't." Uncle Wang found an excuse.

Suddenly, Dudu sitting on the small chair trembled.

"Dudu, what's wrong with you?" Uncle Wang asked with concern.

"Cold." Toot teeth trembled.

Uncle Wang tried the little guy's forehead with the back of his hand, his expression changed, and he said to Hao Li: "Lili, Dudu seems to have a fever."

When Hao Li heard this, she hurriedly dropped her job, ran over to hug her son, and felt his forehead with her lips.

It was obviously hot, and the child couldn't help shaking.

"Qianqian, thermometer, anti-fever medicine."

Wang Bingqian ran upstairs with tacit understanding.

"Baby, isn't it painful? What's wrong with you?" Hao Li's tears flowed down in an instant, and she muttered, "How come she has a fever all of a sudden, so fast."

Uncle Wang patted his head: "It's all my fault. The child was trying to eat ice cream, so I bought one for him, and I ate very little! Lili, I'll drive, let's go to the hospital now."

"He is so young, and it's this weather, what are you doing to give him cold food!" Aizi eagerly, Hao Li blurted out the blame.

"Blame me, blame me!" Uncle Wang squatted down, grabbing his short gray hair.

"Sorry Uncle Wang." Hao Li knew that her words were too heavy and hurtful.

What did Uncle Wang do to Dudu? Not only the people in the hotel, but the neighbors also looked at him. He was more intimate than his grandson. Now that Dudu has a fever, Uncle Wang feels very uncomfortable and blames himself.

"Uncle Wang, get up." Hao Li said.

At this time, Wang Bingqian rushed down, holding a thermometer and a fever-reducing medicine in her hand.

"Drink the medicine first, then take the temperature." Hao Li ordered.

There is no doubt that she has a high fever.

"I'm going to prepare the car." Uncle Wang walked out.

Dudu is very good at taking medicine, the more so, the more distressed the parents.

Hao Li clamped the thermometer under the child's armpit, and felt the heat in the armpit at her fingertips. Hao Li couldn't wait and said, "Go, don't delay."

Wang Bingqian immediately packed up some necessities, and the two walked into the yard. Uncle Wang was kicking his pickup truck. There is no doubt that the pickup truck lost its chain at a critical moment.

"Sister, what should I do, call an ambulance!"

"Hurry up." The beep in her arms trembled more severely, and Hao Li was afraid that the child would have a fever convulsion.

Wang Bingqian finished the phone call and said, "The ambulance will take half an hour."

Hao Li took out the thermometer and almost fainted, "Qianqian, forty degrees, quickly cool down physically." Hao Li cried.

The two women hurriedly carried the child back to the living room.

"Dudu, man, be strong." Needless to say, Wang Bingqian, the godmother, has feelings with the child. Seeing the little guy in pain, she felt very uncomfortable.

Hao Li's legs softened and couldn't stand, "Dudu, if your father was here, what would be nice! Two years ago, what is he doing!"

Wang Bingqian prepared warm water and alcohol, and said while wiping: "Dudu, your father is amazing, he is still a doctor! You will be as strong and capable as your father in the future."

"I-think-dad-dad." Dudu shook the ropeway.

Hearing the child's innocent words, the two women burst into tears, they didn't want to.

"What's wrong with my grandson?" said a voice full of magnetism.

The two women quickly turned their heads, and the moment they saw Qin Zhong, they were all speechless.

This middle-aged man was dressed in a fitted white gown, his white hair was divided into three to seven, his appearance and figure resembled Yang Feng, but the vicissitudes of life on his face and the maturity and wisdom in his eyes were nothing Yang Feng did.

"you are……"

"I am Yang Feng's father, let me see my grandson first."

Qin Zhong ignored the surprised look of the two prospective daughters-in-law, strode forward and picked up the child.

"how many degree?"

"forty."

For some reason, as soon as Qin Zhong appeared, the two women immediately let the Buddha's heart become the mainstay, and put their hearts back in their stomachs.

Qin Zhong pressed the little guy's veins, and said after a moment: "Don't be afraid, it's okay."

"Really?" Hao Li said uncertainly.

"Of course, why would I use my grandson's body as a trifling matter?" Qin Zhong said, "It's just because of the inflammation of the flat conductor caused by cold stimulation."

"But the coming is fierce, I am still worried." Hao Li said bitterly.

"You have been given anti-fever medicine, what are you afraid of?" Qin Zhong said lightly.

"How do you know?"

Qin Zhong shook his head: "I taught Xiao Feng's medical skills."

Hao Li may not be very clear, but Wang Bingqian knows very well that Yang Feng's medical skills have already possessed the ability to resurrect the dead, and they were all taught by this person.

Hao Lizheng didn't know what to do. At this moment, Uncle Wang yelled as he ran: "Xiao Li, Qianqian, the ambulance is here."

"Children, with weak physique and low immunity, the most direct response is body temperature. It comes and goes fast. Look, the temperature is going down."

With that said, Qin Zhong handed the child to Hao Li, and Hao Li used his forehead after taking it. Hey, it really came down.

"Qianqian, have you taken the anti-fever medicine for half an hour?"

Wang Bingqian looked at her watch and said, "It shouldn't be there. It's almost twenty-five minutes."

"Is the anti-fever medicine effective so soon?" Hao Li muttered.

"Mummy, I'm fine, let me down." Dudu said.

This is the case for a child, who was so hot the previous moment that the fever faded, and immediately became alive.

Uncle Wang walked in with the doctors and nurses, Wang Bingqian pulled Hao Li's sleeves, "Sister, look..."

Hao Li turned her gaze to Qin Zhong.

Qin Zhong said: "If you don't worry, you might as well go to the hospital."

"I'm not going to the hospital, I'm fine." Dudu expressed his opinion.

The doctor said: "If you don't go to the hospital, don't just make phone calls. Our business is very busy."

Hao Li said: "I'm so sorry, thank you."

The ambulance called and left.

Uncle Wang looked at this middle-aged man who was younger and better-looking than himself and asked, "You are..."

"That's right, who are you?" Dudu stood on the ground. He was less than one meter tall and looked up at Qin Zhong with his arms akimbo. He spoke unceremoniously, but rather old-fashioned.

"Dudu, I am your grandfather." Qin Zhong said with a smile.

"I'm your grandpa." Dudu rolled his eyes.

"Dudu, don't be polite." Hao Li reproved softly, and then looked at Qin Zhong apologetically, "Um...Uncle, the child is ignorant, you don't need general knowledge."

Qin Zhong laughed, hugged Dudu, held up and said: "How can I be as knowledgeable as my grandson? Dudu, don't you think!"

The answer to him was a pee.

...

Strange to say, after a pee, the grandfather and grandson immediately became affectionate.

Seeing Dudu smile, Qin Zhong's eyes were slightly hot, and for a moment he felt that life became more meaningful.

An hour later, the child had enough trouble and fell asleep in his arms.

Hao Li was about to take over the child, but Qin Zhong refused: "I want to treat him, otherwise he will have to burn it in the middle of the night."

As he said, Qin Zhong put the child down on a reclining chair, and carefully examined his delicate features, really getting closer and closer.

"Unexpectedly, my Qin Zhong also began to enjoy the happiness of family."

Qin Zhongxun sighed, and there were two more silver needles with the thickness of cow hair in his hand, and he saw one hand stroking the child's small ear, stroked down again and again, his movements were extremely heavy and slow.

After dozens of strokes, Qin Zhong pinched the child's earlobe, pierced the silver needle, and squeezed out a drop of black blood.

During the whole process, that is, when squeezing blood, the child frowned slightly.

The other side did the same. After the child frowned again, Qin Zhong packed up the silver needle and said, "It's okay, take the child up to sleep."

"Really all right?" Hao Li couldn't help asking.

Qin Zhong smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will leave when the child is completely healed."

With this, Hao Li safely carried her baby upstairs.

From beginning to end, Wang Bingqian stared at Qin Zhong curiously with his big round and watery eyes.

"Aren't you going to sleep?" Qin Zhong smiled kindly.

"Where is Xiao Feng?" Wang Bingqian finally couldn't help asking.

"It's better to make a pot of tea and talk while drinking."

"it is good."

Not long after, a cup of hot black tea was delivered to Qin Zhong's hands, Qin Zhong couldn't laugh or cry: "I never drink this stuff, but forget it."

At this moment, Hao Li put the child away and walked down. She brought the same questions as Wang Bingqian. Perhaps, she had more questions.

Seeing the two prospective daughters-in-law sitting in front of him, Qin Zhong said: "It will take another year for Xiao Feng to meet with you. At that time, you will all be married. He can afford it."

"But the law doesn't allow it." Wang Bingqian blurted out, then hurriedly lowered her head.

"Then go where the law allows, Xiaofeng will not abandon you."

...

The behavior of Qin Xue and others asking for explanation came to an abrupt end because of Yang Zhantian's sudden visit.

Don't count for a few years, father-daughter reunion, apart from being happy, it's not enough to sigh.

Yang Zhantian told Qin Xue and them that Yang Feng was retreating in the depths of the Shiwan Dashan Mountain and leaving the customs a year later.

It sounds ridiculous, but in fact it is not too much.