A child is a child. Although his previous scald was only a little red and swollen, it didn't hurt much, but it wasn't completely cured. But when the little guy started to play, he forgot all the discomfort.

However, no matter how big the syringe is, the water in it is limited. After a while, the water is sprayed out. Li Xiaoning turns around and runs to the bathroom.

Li Lingye looks at the figure of the little guy lovingly. The more he looks, the more he likes it.

Fortunately, although he didn't know Ning Ning was his own son before, he also treated the child as his own, otherwise he would regret it now.

"Ning Ning, don't make water everywhere." Bai Xianxian wants to stop Li Xiaoning.

"It's better not to spray. Don't worry, Mommy." But the little guy rushed into the bathroom to fill the syringe with water.

Ji Yifeng stood in front of the door, "brother ye, please take time to see my brother."

"What happened to Ji Yichen?" What Ji Yifeng asks for is Li Lingye, but what he says is white. Li Lingye sits calmly on the chair in front of the hospital bed and ignores Ji Yifeng's meaning at all.

If you lose Ling Mei, you need him to see him. Ji Yichen doesn't even think about it.

"My brother hasn't eaten or slept until now. He won't even drink a mouthful of water. No one will persuade him. I'm worried that Ling Mei will collapse before he finds him."

"I wish I were dead." Li Lingye snorted, "so that I don't do it myself."

"You..." Ji Yifeng was angry and glared at him.

"Uncle Ji, daddy, would you rather wash your hands?" When the two men were at war, Li Lingning took a big syringe in one hand and a washbasin in the other. He took the water from the washbasin according to the white and slender instructions that water was not allowed to be everywhere.

Li Lingye looks at the little guy's sweet smile, and immediately puts away his anger. Then, when Ning Ning Ning comes with the basin and the big syringe, he cooperatively puts a pair of well-defined hands on the basin, and then begins to enjoy the hand washing ceremony given by his son.

"Daddy, you should rub it well, or the bacteria will remain on your fingers." Seeing that Li Lingye just lets himself spray water, the little guy quickly reminds him.

Over there, Ji Yifeng's eyes are about to stare out. Li Lingye actually begins to rub his hands. His attitude towards him is just like that of the sky and the earth. It's really a matter of falling from one thing to another.

Li Xiaoning sprays Li Lingye's hand again and again, and soon turns to Ji Yifeng with satisfaction, "Uncle Ji, it's your turn."

"Why don't you wash your mommy?" Ji Yifeng asked.

"It's inconvenient for mummy to get sick. Besides, it's better for daddy to wash mummy's hands. Daddy will wash mummy's hands, right?" Said the little fellow, turning to look at Li Lingye.

Bai Xianxian is so embarrassed that he wants to find a crack in the ground.

This child can always make her blush by surprise.

"Well." With a smile, Li Lingye absolutely meets his son's requirements. Even if his son wants the moon, he will try to find a ladder to pick it off. What's more, he will wash his hands for Bai Xianxian. Let alone wash his hands for him, he is willing to take a bath for him. He can't wait for it.

Ji Yifeng pursed his lips noncommittally, "brother ye, are you going or not?" At the same time, it seems that Li Xiaoning didn't see the washbasin and syringe in front of him. He has to ask Li Lingye to promise him to see Ji Yichen.

"Uncle Ji..." Li Xiaoning is worried. He raises his head to look at Ji Yifeng, and then turns to look at Li Lingye. He doesn't understand the ups and downs in the world.

Looking forward to his son's small eyes, Li Lingye nodded invisibly, "don't wash it quickly."

Ji Yifeng is relieved and asks Li Xiaoning to spray his hands. If Li Lingye doesn't call again to care about his brother, he thinks his brother will be overworked to death.

I don't want to live.

Isn't Li Lingmei missing? Since Li Lingmei's illness has been cured, it's also Li Lingmei's business to be missing. Why does his brother have to take care of himself?

Half an hour later, sister-in-law Jian took Li Xiaoning to Yexi.

Li Xiaoning doesn't like it any more, but with a pair of Li Lingye's eager eyes, the little guy stops complaining, "don't worry, daddy. Ning Ning will take care of himself. Then, daddy, you should take care of Mommy."

"OK, it's a deal." Li Lingye hooks his finger, and Li Xiaoning goes back to the past. But when he leaves, he still looks back at Li Lingye step by step and looks at Bai Xianxian again. "Bye, daddy, bye, Mommy."

The child is gone.

The ward was quiet again.

But this time, it may be quiet for a long time.

Without the little guy's ward, I feel lonely and lifeless, which makes me very uncomfortable.

Bai Xianxian wanted to complain about something, but when he saw Li Lingye's tired face, he held back, "call Ji Yichen quickly, or you can go to see him. It doesn't matter here. The nurse will take care of me."

"Later." No, Li Lingye is not worried at all. Ji Yichen's life is none of his business. Even if he agrees to Ji Yifeng, it's Ji Yifeng who takes his son to bully him.

Now, he wants to accompany Bai Xianxian well and see her injury. He can't move today, but he can try to help her move tomorrow, so that she can get better soon.

"What would you like to eat?" Looking at the fruit on the bedside table, Li Lingye doesn't know how to get along with Bai Xianxian.

I don't know that when my son is my own son, he can get along with Bai Xianxian naturally. But now, I feel as if nothing is right and I don't know how to deal with her.

Bai Xianxian also finds that Li Lingye is a bit awkward. He can't help laughing: "apple."

"OK, I'll peel it." Li Lingye said that he really picked up an apple that had been washed, picked up the fruit knife and began to peel it.

Then, his eyelids leaped, and it was his first time to peel an apple.

No, not only for the first time, but also for the first time.

Without practice, Mr. Li took a deep breath, and then began to cut it slowly.

I haven't eaten pork. I haven't seen a pig run.

If you look at someone else's cutting, you can still do it.

It's a big deal. It's just a thicker skin, and it doesn't affect the taste.

It's just a waste of flesh.

Slender finger gently turning the fruit knife, although the action is not very smooth, but really cut off the apple skin, not slow speed, cut that circle of apple skin seems to be pencil crumbs, very good-looking.

So, he peeled the apple, he looked at the apple, and white slender, quietly looked at him, without blinking an eye.