"It's not normal for a child to weigh when he is growing up?"

Yan Shu sideways glanced at Li xingruo, and then her eyes fell on Fu Jingyan, "what's the matter with steamed stuffed bun? Is she uncomfortable?"

She touched Fu Jingyan's cheek and then her hand. She didn't find any fever.

Yan Shu looked at Fu Yunjian incomprehensibly, "it's still fine at noon. Why did you bother to the hospital in a while?"

Fu Yunjian saw the provocation in her eyes and slightly frowned.

This woman means that he didn't take good care of his son?

Fu Yunjian didn't respond. He just glanced at Yan Xiaosui and looked at Li xingruo, "niansui Mommy?"

Li xingruo faintly smelled the gunpowder between Yan Shu and the man in front of him, and didn't look back with a 'um' in response.

Fu Yunjian gently picked up the corner of his eyebrows and looked back and forth between Yan Shu and Li xingruo. "As a guardian, you should be more careful. It's dangerous to put the child in the hospital alone."

"In case there is a trafficker or something who takes the opportunity to sneak in and take the child away, you can't even cry." When Fu Yunjian said this, his voice was gentle, but listening to Yan Shu's ears, he didn't intend to choke himself back.

Yan Shu glared at Fu Yun's advice angrily, and was about to speak.

Li xingruo grabbed in front of her and opened his mouth, "Mr. Fu, can you speak without cursing children? It's interesting to use a child as a gun target?"

Fu Yunjian noticed that he had made a slip of the tongue for a moment. He glanced coldly at Yan Shu and Li xingruo, and no longer spoke.

Li xingruo holds Yan Xiaosui and prepares to leave the ward, and Yan Shu follows closely.

Before they left the ward, Fu Jingyan, sitting on the hospital bed, stammered, "years... Years... Aunt... Aunt..."

Hearing this, Yan Shu and Li xingruo stopped at the same time.

Li xingruo glanced at Yan Shu, "what's going on?"

"Not clear." Yan Shu stood at the door, looked at Fu Jingyan, and asked softly, "what's the matter with steamed stuffed bun?"

"I... I'm hungry..." the steamed stuffed bun flushed his eyes and looked at Yan Shu, with a wisp of crying between his words.

Li xingruo looked at it with a confused face.

Seeing Yan Shu raising her feet, she reached out and stopped her, "what are you doing? It's not your child. He's hungry. Isn't his father on the side? Why are you looking for?"

With that, he directly took Yan Shu to the next ward.

Fu Jingyan looked at Yan Shu being taken away by Li xingruo, lost against his head, and did not look at Fu Yunjian around him.

Fu Jingyan, [dad, am I hated by them?]

Fu Yunjian looked at the words on the tablet and frowned, trying to comfort his son.

As soon as I stretched out my hand, I was blocked back by the steamed stuffed bun, and I saw him typing a line on the tablet. [that day, you told Uncle Zhang to dismiss my old aunt, I heard it.]

Fu Yunjian wanted to explain to xiaobaozi, and saw the words on the tablet, [otherwise, aunt Sui won't ignore me...]

Fu Jingyan hit, hit, tears fell from the corners of his eyes, [the food at home is not delicious, not delicious...]

Then there is another line of fast words, [hate dad, hate dad, hate all of you!]

"Fu Jingyan!" Fu Yun frowned and grabbed his hand, "enough!"

Fu Jingyan broke away from the man's hand.

Like a sudden outburst of temper, he suddenly became irritable from his original silence and warm voice.

This is what Fu Yunjian has never seen.

He held his son's hand in both hands, trying to calm him down, but it backfired.

Because of his emotional irritability, Fu Jingyan bit directly on the back of Fu Yunjian's hand.

With a hard bite, Fu Yunjian can even feel the feeling of his teeth piercing the skin on the back of his hand.

Yan Shu carried a separate meal. As soon as she walked to the door of the ward, she saw a small steamed bun bite on the back of Fu Yunjian's hand.