Chapter 1448: The wound is not light

"Miss Yan, can you tell me, I just went to work for three days, how did you make yourself like this, this is obviously smashed, and I don’t know how Yan Huan did this to myself Hand, eh?"

"Someone accidentally fell on the cabinet," Yan Huan moved his forehead, hurting heavily, not only red and swollen, but also broken skin, and now it can be regarded as good, at least it seems It’s not that serious, although it’s still a bit serious because it hurts.

"I'll let He Yibin come over once, it's all hitting my head," Lu Yi is a little startled bird. After all, there are blood clots in Xiaoguang's brain now. Will hit his brain with a concussion.

"Don't let him come over?" Yan Huan really felt that she was okay, and she really wasn't hit, she just knocked, and knocked on the table, so, it's not that serious, of course, she won't treat herself Give it a problem.

And Lu Yi couldn't listen to words, and after a while, He Yibin came over, anyway, he didn't have any reluctance, and I don't know if he was a good temper when he was a doctor, and never I didn't find that he was unwilling to run here from time to time.

"Let's see," He Yibin carefully tore off the band-aid on Yan Huan's head, and Yan Huan frowned slightly. When it was the band-aid tearing the flesh, she instinctively felt the pain.

"It's not a bad injury," He Yibin looked at Yan Huan's injury, "but it's not serious, don't worry," he treated Yan Huan's wound again.

"Okay, there are no big questions. This is a knock, so it shouldn't have hit my head, too." He asked Yan Huan a few questions again, and Yan Huan answered in a clear and orderly way.

"Fortunately," He Yibin was also relieved. "Relax, no big problems, but you can be more careful in the future," he smiled at the words, "If Luo Lin knows, you give your head I was hurt, or I was hurt on such a face. I think she was going to be angry to pinch your face. If you are not careful, you may give birth to your son's gas early."

He Yibin's sentences are all inseparable from his wife and children. This is simply a new generation of dazzling baby.

"She is about to give birth?" Yan Huan also really feels that everything is not strange. It seems that she still let Rowling marry He Yibin not long ago, and when she opened her eyes again, Rowling’s children were all It's about to be born.

"It's still a few months away," He Yibin smiled happily, but it was almost coming. If my son was born prematurely, it might be born before the month, which is a pity.

He Yibin was a bit disappointed by this. Depending on the age of him and Rowling, it might just be the one born. Of course, the more children, the better. They can’t afford it. His mother doesn’t envy others, but It’s the envy of the Lu family. Maybe many people are envious. If you talk about family history, the people in their circle generally have a good family, so of course, the more children in the family, the better, and usually they only Can have one, like the Lu family of others, one comes with three children, and each one is so beautiful and cute. Sometimes he wants to bring back the children of others.

It's a pity that no one would have such good luck as the Lu family, and they got three children at once, both children.

Luo Lin is pregnant with a son. When it is good, Yan Huan knows that He Yibin said it, then there is absolutely no problem.

In fact, He Yibin wanted a girl, as beautiful as a search for a cute little girl, but he also knew that the Chinese people are the old concept of the reception of the lineage for thousands of years, whether it is Ealing or Rowling, It’s good to have a son if they don’t want to have a second child.

Yan Huan actually wants to have another baby, but she already knows that Lu Yi will not let her regenerate. It is difficult for her body like this to be brought to the previous peak, and the three children also consume less After exhausting her efforts, perhaps only three of them can really be born, which is enough.

After He Yibin left, Lu Yi checked Yan Huan's wound again, "Be careful next time, don't hit it again."

"I know, I'll be careful," Yan Huan gently stroked his forehead. In fact, he can still feel the kind of pain from the wound, but it doesn't seem to have the pain as before. It wasn't a serious injury, it was a broken mouth, and it wasn't a sewing needle. It would be fine after a few days.

"Do I have any face today?" Yan Huan thought about his face.

"You can eat white noodles," Lu Yi broke past her face. "It hurts, avoid spicy, so don't eat sour soup noodles."

As far as Huan is concerned, she has scolded Zhu Mina again, and she is really a big-headed woman. Whatever it is, she can’t bump on her patient. She doesn’t have any face to eat. She I have waited for a whole day, not just to wait for this bowl of noodles. Unfortunately, I can’t eat sour soup noodles, it can only be soup white noodles. If the bowl of noodles is not sour soup, if it is not sour, then there is less Many flavors, sour soup noodles with a lot less flavor, how can it be noodles?

At night, Yan Huan was asleep, and Lu Yi was still busy. When she woke up, Lu Yi was also busy. Although he was busy, his spirit was very good, just like entering a certain place. In the same state.

"What's the matter?" Lu Yi turned around and realized that Yan Huan was awake. He glanced at the time. "This is the time. Do you want to eat soup and white noodles?"

When Yan Huan heard the soup white noodles, there was no taste. When eating soup white noodles, it is better to drink plain boiled water.

"I'm not eating anymore," she rolled over, which was a temper tantrum and a speechless protest.

Lu Yi stood up, then sat next to her, and then pulled the quilt over her shoulder, "You have to endure these days. After your injury is healed, you will cook noodles for you. it is good?"

"Okay," Yan Huan returned to him and shook his hand. "Go and be busy, I will accompany you here."

Um, she is here to accompany him, let her sit, she is tired, still lying down, and listening to the sound of landing Yi hitting the keyboard is actually a kind of enjoyment, but Lu Yi is too busy, she wakes up after a sleep , He is still busy, and the lights are always on.

Yan Huan sat up carefully, and she gently touched her forehead. If she didn't touch it, she wouldn't feel much, and there wouldn't be much pain. However, if you touch it, the pain would still be there.