Chapter 124

After all, it's almost natural for a child to be afraid of injections, so he has been playing with xiaoconghua, trying to distract her as much as possible.

They're all ready, and the little guy starts crying.

I didn't expect that Xiao Conghua was very calm in the whole process, and didn't want to cry at all.

The last infusion was like this for two days.

Although he was surprised, he was proud.

His family's baby is not the same, injection does not cry.

So this time, fenglao didn't worry about this problem at all. After all, the previous examples are there.

I didn't expect that when I grew up, my courage became smaller?

Feng felt funny, but he didn't say anything.

"Well..."

Recalling the last experience, it seems that there is really no pain.

"If you're afraid, close your eyes and hold your sister's hand. She's here with you."

Looking at shallot flower or some hesitant appearance, often porridge touched her cerebellum bag melon.

"Well."

Xiaoconghua didn't continue to show resistance this time. She took the initiative to stretch out her hand and hold the hand of changcong.

He turned his head and said, "Uncle doctor, I'm ready. You can have an injection."

It's probably because changcong gives her courage, so this little guy is calm.

Finish saying, did not wait for the doctor to reply, closed the eye.

From this we can see that the little guy is still afraid.

"Don't worry. I'll beat it gently. It won't hurt the little princess."

The feeling of xiaoconghua's fear and forbearance is completely different from the little girl who was not afraid last time.

I'm afraid that at that time, the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, because it was the first injection, but there was no fear of sex.

You know, although his technique is good, but the infusion process will inevitably have discomfort.

I'm afraid it was at that time that I let the little guy remember this feeling, which led to this resistance

Comfort is comfort, and there is still something to do.

The doctor prepared the apparatus and took out Xiao Conghua's little hand.

When the alcohol ball passed her little hand, the shallot shrunk.

Small mouth a curl a curl of, eyes forced to close, as if at any time will cry general.

Often porridge porridge can only touch her little hand, give her silent comfort.

"Well, don't move the shallot flowers."

The scallion flower here is still nervous. It has been successfully tied up there. The doctor adjusted the position of the little guy's hand to make her more comfortable.

"All right, all right?"

The little guy opened one eye, glanced at it, found that the doctor had really left her hand, and then opened both eyes.

A long breath, with the end of a big task in general.

"How is it, does it hurt?"

Chang porridge asked with concern.

"It doesn't hurt. Xiao Conghua doesn't feel it."

Little guy face with some shy smile, embarrassed vomit tongue.

"But xiaoconghua is afraid!"

Chang Cong smiles to show understanding.

Needless to say, xiaoconghua is such a big person as her. She is still afraid of infusion.

So she generally will not choose infusion, usually if cold fever what, take medicine directly.

Unless you are really very ill, you will choose infusion

"Ha ha ha, you little guy, grandfather, I remember last time, you were strong."

After the needle, the doctor retreated to the back to observe the situation.

And fenglao went back to the place where he had been, and first looked at the place where xiaoconghua was needling.

There's nothing wrong, just a little bit of ridicule tone, said to the shallot flower.

"Grandfather..."

Xiaoconghua was a little embarrassed. When she was sealed, she shrank into the quilt.

The two of them laughed.

"Xiao Conghua is a little sleepy..."

After a while, I don't know whether it's because of the medicine or because of illness. Xiaoconghua yawns, and his eyes are a little at a loss.

"Sleep for a while. My sister is here with you."

"Well."

Xiao Conghua nodded, probably really sleepy up, quietly agreed, closed his eyes, looks like to fall asleep.

But the hand is still tightly holding the hand of Chang Cong, as if afraid of her leaving.

Chang Cong didn't plan to take it out. She just stuffed her hand into the quilt to avoid getting cold.

Looking back, he gestured to Feng laobi.

Feng Lao nodded with a smile and went out first. Xiao Conghua didn't have to stay here if he had a rest.

"By the way, has the girl had dinner yet?"

Before he left, Mr. Feng suddenly thought of a problem.

After all, the time of Chang Cong's coming is late, and it's obvious that she's been running around.

Mr. Feng guessed that he didn't have time to eat.

Sure enough, Wen Yanchang shook his head.

Originally, I was hungry, but I didn't come and cook, so it happened. Where is the mood to eat.

I'm busy, but I don't feel hungry. If Feng doesn't mention it, I'm afraid that this evening will be over.

Anyway, she didn't mind having dinner when she was too busy.

"It happened that amo just came back and didn't have dinner. You can have dinner together later."

Then, without waiting for Chang Cong to respond, Feng nodded and turned to walk out of the room.

Chang Cong

She doesn't need dinner at all!

What's more, she doesn't want to eat with that man. It's not awkward enough.

It's just that Feng Lao went too fast, she didn't have time to say no.

This meeting hand is also led by shallot flower, she also can't leave, so it can only be like this for the moment.

Often porridge sigh, can only wait for a while shallot flower fell asleep again.

Careful attention to xiaoconghua's hand, to prevent her from moving, moved the needle on the hand.

Feng Tingmo came to see it on the way.

Often porridge gesture than a silent appearance, to him xiaoconghua is sleeping, quietly action.

The man nodded slightly, came to see the small scallion sleeping safely, and went out again.

Often porridge as far as possible to let himself temporarily put down the feeling of Fengting, after all, the next few days will often meet.

She doesn't want to be too stiff. She just wants to spend these days smoothly

Until the little guy's breathing was completely stable, Chang Cong took out his hand and tucked it in for her.

Stretched a stretch, because afraid of noisy small scallion, often porridge also dare not move.

Keeping a posture for a long time makes her body a little stiff.

This will be a movement of the limbs, often porridge porridge just feel the blood began to circulate again.

"Go out and have a rest. I'll watch it here."

Looking at Chang Cong standing up to move his body, the doctor came forward and quietly suggested.