The General’s Little Peasant Wife

It's just that the little monkey has to take a bath every day since he was a little girl. Even if it's cold, he will wipe his body with hot water to make it comfortable. If he doesn't wash it, he will definitely not be able to sleep well.

“I'll go check on the kid.” Qiao Tian saw Ning Mengyao sitting beside the bed putting the child to sleep. Qiao Tian walked to the other bed and looked at the child with an abnormal red spot on his face.

He reached out and touched the child's head, and found the temperature was higher. He went out and asked Er to grab a sip of spirits. Before the doctor came, he physically cooled the child with spirits.

It took a little over half an hour for the temperature to gradually drop.

Ning Mengyao waited for Jomo to fall asleep, walked to the bed and looked at the child on the bed: “How's it going? ”

Joe Tian shook his head gently: "Not very well. ”

Ning Mengyao wrinkled her eyebrows tightly and worried about her face: “What should we do now? ”

“Just wait for the doctor to come and see what will happen in the end, and we will not be able to make it clear.

Ning Mengyao's face was slightly stiff and finally nodded helplessly: “That's it. ”

After a while, the door of the room was finally knocked out. Joe Tian walked over and opened the store door. It was the second kid outside, followed by an old man with a dark face, who seemed to be a doctor.

“Sir, the attitude you're looking for, Dr. Chen is the best doctor in town.” Xiao Er asked hastily.

“Trouble.” Throw a reward to Little Two and a tael of silver after that.

“Dr. Chen, please.” Joe Tian's attitude was quite good, which made Dr. Chen feel a little less angry.

When the doctor came in, Joe Tianjin closed the door and followed the doctor.

Dr. Chen gave the child a pulse and then looked at the two people and said: “If you hadn't given him the pills, he would have died, and now the fever has returned, but he is a little weak, and a little depressed. I'll give you some medicine and take a dose. If someone wakes up, you will come to the hospital to change the pharmacy, and if he doesn't wake up, you will continue to take it.” I started writing prescriptions with a pen and paper, and it was very serious.

With the prescription, Qiao Tianjing looked at Ning Mengyao: “Yaoyao, you look at the two children, I will grab the medicine. ”

“Okay, you go.” Ning Mengyao nodded and told him to go.

Half an hour later, Qiao Tian came back with the medicine, asked Er to help with the medicine, fed the child and then the two of them fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Joe Tianjin was woken by his own son.

Little foot girl kicked on her face, her mouth kept chewing on her body, and it was still wet. You don't need to look at him to know what he looked like.

I couldn't help but hold him in my arms and pinch his tiny nose tip: “You bad boy. ”

“Daddy...” Jomo saw his daddy wake up, his eyes sparkling, his hands constantly shaking, looking at the joy, Joe Tianjin no longer sleeping, holding the child up and playing with him for a while before washing his clothes.

After everything, take him to see the kid in the next bed.

He seemed more interested in the big boy in bed, pointing at him.

“Well, don't bother your brother to sleep.” Joe Tian stretched out his hand and squeezed his own son's cheek, saying for five years.

Just as Qiao Tianchang was planning to take Jomo to find Ning Mengyao, the door opened from the outside, Ning Mengyao came in with the meal from the outside, and there was a bowl of medicine juice on the tray.

Joe Tian walked over: “How did you wake up so early? ”

“Wake up when you're asleep. Come and eat. I'll give the kid some medicine.” Let the father and son eat first, rather than walk over to sit beside the bed and give the child medicine.

The child did not move at all for two days, until the third morning, Joe Tian smoothly placed the child in the child's bed while washing.

I don't know if it's because Joe Mo kept arguing on the side, always pulling his hair, and when Joe Tian was busy, he actually saw the child's eyes tremble slightly when he went to hug Joe Mo.

In Joe Tianjing's eyes, the child opened his eyes, a clean pair of large eyes, and looked at Joe Tianjing: “Who are you? Who am I?”