Chapter 407

Xu LAN in the ward is nestling in a sofa not far from the door. She is still puzzled to see Yan Zhen squatting down. But now when she sees the child, she stares at her eyes and says, "ah Zhen, whose child is that?"

It's not that Xu LAN knows the child, but that the child's appearance is so pitiful. All over a sick clothes, face with injuries, round eyes full of fear, small body, is very thin, shivering in the cold weather, with the baby's soft curly chestnut hair, it is particularly pitiful, but also more attractive.

Yan Zhen this moment also returned to God, eyes not so alert, hear Xu LAN say children, heart a jump, frown.

Yan Zhen said helplessly: "I don't know. When I opened the door, I saw him standing in front of the door. Moreover, the child hasn't put on his shoes and won't let me close."

Xu LAN throws down the drawing board and wants to go there quickly. When the child sees Xu LAN standing up suddenly, his eyes are quickly stained with a sign. In his eyes, there is no hidden panic and fear, which makes Yan Zhen and Xu LAN who pay close attention to him stiff.

Xu LAN silently sat down again, the same helpless way: "that child, seems to be very afraid of people, I will not go, but ah Zhen, you first take him in, the weather is so cold, he is frozen out how to do?"

Yan Zhen thought the same way, but when he wanted to hold the child, the child hurriedly stepped back. As a result, his body was a little stiff and he fell to the ground. The child's skin was tender. Even though the floor was very smooth, the sound of "Dong ~" was still obvious in the quiet corridor.

The child convulsed for a while, but it should be holding back tears, did not cry.

Yan Zhen see him like this, no matter whether he will scare the child, if he does not put the child into the house, the child will definitely freeze.

Yan Zhen walked to the child with a big step. Without saying a word, he took the child into his arms and went back to the house. It took only two or three seconds.

The warm air in the house surrounds the child. The child's rigid body is a little relaxed. Xu LAN sees it and doesn't get close to it immediately for fear of scaring the child.

Originally, when the child saw that strange uncle who felt very familiar holding him up, he would burst into tears. However, when he came into the room, he found Yan Zhen on the hospital bed, just choking, not crying.

However, the child's eyes have been glued to Yan Zhen, clear eyes full of begging and attachment.

Yan Zhen didn't know who the child was in her brother's arms, but when she saw the familiar face of the child, she recognized that the child was kidnapped with her that day.

Say, oneself will be kidnapped, still because of this child!

However, Yan Zhen doesn't mean to blame the child. After all, they are all victims.

Yan Zhen and Xu Lan also find that the child has been looking at Yan Zhen.

"Zhen'er, do you know this child?" Xu LAN asked.

Yan Zhen nodded and said, "well, brother, please take that child over." With that, Yan Zhen moved aside to make room for the children.

Yan Zhen has been lying on the bed. It's still warm in the quilt. Even if you wrap a few layers of clothes on the child now, the child can't drink warm for a while. It's better to let the child get into her quilt and warm for a while.

Yan Zhen walked over and said with some worry: "it doesn't matter? Your wound? "

Yan Zhen shook his head and said, "it's OK. He's very good." Although she didn't speak to the child, Yan Zhen still thinks that the child's character is very clever, but it seems that he is too clever.

As soon as the child comes into contact with Yan Zhen, he goes to Yan Zhen and doesn't mind the outside of his child's quilt.

Yan Zhen motioned to Yan Zhen to lift his quilt, but Yan Zhen had no choice but to tuck the child into the quilt.

The child's feet are very dirty. After all, he came out barefoot. The corridor looks very clean, but there is still some dust, but Yan Zhen doesn't mind.

Xu LAN went to a basin of hot water with a white towel floating in it.

"Wipe that little boy!" Xu LAN put the water basin again, and then left again to pour hot water for the child.

The child's body is still cool. Yan Zhen's warm body makes the child feel very safe, but he knows that this person has been injured in order to protect himself, so he has been quietly by Yan Zhen's side, but a little hand drags the corner of Yan Zhen's clothes.

Yan Zhen can't move freely because of many fractures on her body, but her left arm injury is relatively light. She wants to reach out and touch the child's head. She lowers her head and says in a warm voice, "is it still cold?"

Yan Zhen wrung the towel dry and wanted to wipe the child's face and the little feet in the quilt.

But when the child saw Yan Zhen coming, he was very afraid and went to Yan Zhen. Yan Zhen took a towel and had a snack.

as like as two peas, he is a twin, though not the same as the reason of gender, but there are three similarities. Why are you so afraid of him?Yan Zhen saw this, bowed his head to comfort the child, said: "don't be afraid, wipe your face, OK?"

Although Yan Zhen doubts that the child can come to find himself quietly, but now the child's body is cold, so it's better to wipe it. The child's feet are cold. Yan Zhen seems to feel that an ice block is put into the quilt.

The child was still refusing and obviously didn't want to cooperate.

Yan Zhen sighed and said, "brother, I'd better come! LAN LAN has gone to cook ginger soup. Go and see where the child came from. What about his family? "

Although Yan Zhen broke one of her arms, it was her right arm. She still had her left arm. Although her arm was still inconvenient, she could still wipe her face.

Yan Zhen frowned at Yan Zhen's arm and asked: "it doesn't matter?"

Yan Zhen said with a smile: "brother, I have a lot to do with this child. I like him very much. It doesn't matter. I'm not disabled. Go and check the child, or his family will be worried. "

Yan Zhen can't wring it, but her sister has to hand the wring towel with hot air to Yan Zhen. Yan Zhen takes the towel and says in a soft voice, "don't move. I'll wipe it for you, OK?"

The child pursed her bloodless lips and gazed pitifully at Yan Zhen, who was unmoved.

Then, the child sucked his nose and rubbed his little face gently on Yan Zhen's arm, as if he was coquettishing.