"You mean, my son, mentally ill?" This answer is hard for Chu to accept.

"Yes, yes, your son is mentally ill. Are you satisfied?" Shuianluo opens his mouth in anger.

Chu muddy wing hands on the steering wheel, as if has been digesting the news.

Shui Anluo patted him on the arm again. "You're driving."

Chu muddy wing back, quickly launched the car to the airport.

"No, how could my son have this disease?" Chu muddy wing brow frown more and more fierce, the key is, small dish bag is not hurt by others, is he born, born, don't trust anyone.

Shui Anluo leans on the back of the chair and holds his forehead in one hand. "I've been protecting him carefully for the past two years. It's hard for him to trust me. I also want to know how my son got this disease."

When they arrived at the hospital, it was the evening of the next day, and the small vegetable bag was still hanging, and their hands seemed to have been pricked several times, bulging.

Shuianluo ran to the bedside. Xiaocaibao saw her and cried hysterically.

Shui Anluo carefully picked him up and lowered his head to kiss his little head: "Mommy is back, Mommy is back."

Chu Mo Bai looks at them, and then signals Chu muddy wing to go out.

"What's the matter with xiaocaibao? Last night, I cried and didn't let the doctor touch it. Only when I felt dizzy did I help him hang up a drip." Chu Mo white Cu eyebrow open mouth says.

What's going on? What's going on if you don't trust a doctor.

"It's OK. I guess it's too small, so I'm afraid." Chu muddy wing mouth said, really can't say son sick this kind of words, "you and my mother first go back, we look at in the hospital."

Xiaocaibao didn't stop crying until she choked, but she kept holding shuianluo's clothes.

Seeing off he Xiaoran and Chu Mo Bai, Chu Ni Yi goes back to the ward and sits down beside the hospital bed. Xiaocaibao looks at him defensively, kicks him with his feet and signals him to go away.

Chu muddy wing reached out and held his little foot.

"Mmm." Xiaocaibao is about to cry. Why does daddy hold his feet?

Chu mud wing let go of his little feet, small vegetable bag immediately took back, with a quilt cover, worried about being held by daddy again.

In the past, he would think it was his son's pride, but now, it's really painful.

Shui'anluo helped him to cover his feet, looked down at his chubby hands, and nodded to kiss them, "does your stomach still hurt?"

Xiaocaibao shook his head and whispered: "my hands hurt."

"Mummy blow." Shui Anluo said in a low voice and gave it a kiss again.

"Follow daddy and mommy to buy food for you, OK?" Shui Anluo asked.

"No, no, No." Xiaocaibao struggles to Hold Mommy tightly.

Shui Anluo looked down at xiaocaibao and said, "Let Daddy accompany you. Daddy brings you funny toys and your favorite apad. Play with daddy for a while. Mommy is hungry."

"Daddy." Xiaocaibao opens his mouth, which means to let daddy go shopping and Mommy accompany me.

Chu muddy wing deep breathing, at this moment has not fully accepted the son's condition, after getting up, reached out to touch the son's small head, "I go, you accompany him."

Xiaocaibao's big eyes were rolling. Today, daddy didn't say he was not a man, and didn't kill him?

Strange, is there a conspiracy?

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