Chapter 180

Song QingHan glared at him, got up from the bed and said: "only you let me worry, don't I let you worry? How could that be true? "

Seeing that he misinterpreted his words, Wu Dahu couldn't laugh or cry. He shook his head and said, "I was wrong, but you can't go to the front line just to make me worry? Don't think I'm bad at speaking. If I'm really hurt, those lame doctors are enough. If they can't save me, you may not be useful in the past. Besides, if you do go, you may not be my exclusive doctor. "

"Song Wu put his chopsticks out of his mouth for a while, and then he put his chopsticks out of his mouth

At this time, he realized how poor the ancient women were. On the one hand, they were responsible for the country's justice, and on the other hand, they were fond of children and daughters. Even those who had received nine years of compulsory education could not easily make a choice, not to mention those women who had "no talent is virtue".

More and more people sat around to have dinner. Fortunately, Hualian was quick to add a few dishes, which did not make the table look too shabby.

Triplets probably never had a meal in such a simple environment, but they seemed a little restrained. Finally, the man who asked song QingHan "what is the first thing to do after taking them out?" the man said, "you said you want to take us to have a good meal?"

Song QingHan is not in a good mood now, but he still said calmly: "the most delicious food in the world, isn't it a home cooked dish?"

After thinking about it, the man found that it was true. It was just that the family dishes in their hearts were obviously different from those in Song QingHan's mouth. However, this place was not barbarian after all. It was quite embarrassing to ask song QingHan to take out their home cooked dishes.

Thinking of this, he took a look at the silent half breed, and said in an inexplicable way: "the song doctor is really kind-hearted. He takes everything home, but some people, even if they have a long time, are just living."

Song QingHan raised his eyes and didn't miss the contempt in his eyes. The situation of the mixed race children in Xindao was really not good. The people in Qingmu rejected them, and the barbarians rejected them. Didn't they even have a place to settle down?

Seeing the mixed blood's hands pause, it seems that they want to put down the dishes and chopsticks. Song QingHan said calmly: "to live is to live, and only the living have the mind to think about what's more, the dead will be equal."

I didn't expect that his words, which were meant to choke the man, had a subtle resonance in the triplets.

The three sighed at the same time and looked at the bright moon in the sky and said, "it is true that we are narrow-minded. Since we were caught up, are we still living in the world?"

Although there was no special expression on their faces, when they said this, their pathetic temperament had deeply affected the people around them. Even Wu Dahu couldn't help stopping chopsticks and showing a touch of sadness in their eyes.

After a while, it was probably the quiet atmosphere that woke up the triplets. They reacted and said with a smile, "have a meal. Don't let our three brothers disturb everyone's interest."

Song QingHan is sensitive to the fact that something is changing in triplets. After thinking for a moment, he feels that this is not a bad thing. He shakes his head and continues to think about what Wu Dahu said before.

He did not agree with the first half of Wu Dahu's words, that is, what the lame doctor could not cure, he did not say that he would definitely be able to cure, but most of them could be absolutely. Only for the second half of Wu Dahu's words, he could not find a reason to refute it.

If you follow the people of Tai hospital in the past, you must follow the command of them, and treat whoever is treated. When you get busy, you may not even know that Wu Dahu is injured. This is contrary to his original intention.

He is willing to save others, but people are selfish. He wants to give priority to the safety of Wu Dahu than others.

Is it feasible to follow the tiger?

Seeing that song QingHan was eating without a mouthful, Wu Dahu could not have guessed his mind. After eating the meal quickly, he took the small stone and slowly fed him milk.

Since he knew the way to buy sheep, Xiaoshi has never eaten anything else. Anyway, when a sheep's milk stops, he will buy another one. The original sheep will be killed to eat meat, and both sides will not be wasted.

Although the little stone can say more words, but he easily does not speak, unless forced to be anxious, only reluctantly murmurs with milk sound.

Wu tiger saw as like as two peas in the eyes of the stone, and the little appearance looked exactly like the song and Qing cold, which now is distracted. In the eyes, a smile is suddenly flashing. Suddenly, the voice is funny, "stone, daddy is going out to fight. Do you stay at home alone?"

Obviously, Xiaoshi didn't know the meaning of the word "war", but he knew the meaning of "staying at home alone". His mouth was shriveled and he said, "stone, don't stay at home alone!"

Wu Dahu picked his eyebrows and chuckled: "Oh? Would you like your father to stay at home with youLittle stone has already distinguished who is the "father" and who is the "female father". Hearing this, he turned his head and looked at Song QingHan subconsciously. His eyebrows and eyes bent, and he clapped his hands happily and said in a loud voice: "good! Stone wants a female father

Seeing that song QingHan has been attracted by the movement here, Wu Dahu keeps on fighting: "stone, your female father doesn't want to be with you at home now. Do you want to persuade him?"

said, he tilted the body of the little stone slowly towards the song and the cold. The small stone also gave the mouth a shrunken awesome force, and stretched out his hands. He used the voice with a crying voice: "does the daddy not stone? Song QingHan's heart melted as soon as he looked at the small stone's two small, fat hands. His face became more and more relaxed. He reached for him, patted him on the back, and coaxed: "how could my father not have a stone? My father likes stones best. They are the best. Don't cry or cry. "

After hearing his words, Xiaoshi's cry stopped suddenly. He buried his face in Song QingHan's arms, rubbed off his nose and tears, raised his big eyes, and asked expectantly: "really? Does the female father want to stay at home with the stone

Seeing his red nose, a pair of grievances and hopes, song QingHan sighed gently, touched the back of his head, and said slowly, "really, my father will accompany the stone."

With this sentence, he raised his eyes, saw Wu Dahu's eyes full of smile, and gave Wu Dahu a bad look.