After a while, Qiulian comes to the clinic.

Dr. Wang inquired step by step: "what's the name of the child?

"Ah Hu!"

The doctor looked up and asked in wonder, "what's the child's surname?"

Qiulian was stunned and then explained: "the child has not got a big name yet. People in our fishing village were called dogs and cats when they were children. Only when they grow up will they begin to become famous."

"What's the father's last name?"

Autumn lotus becomes hesitant. "Ah Yue."

"And the father of the child has no name?" The doctor looked at her with questioning eyes.

Qiulian mistakenly passed by, "well."

"The child's birthday?"

Qiu Lian understood this time and said, "July 26, 2017."

In the compartment, when Yan Zhengling hears the child's birthday date, her fists clenched in both hands gradually expand, and her eyes splash out with surprise.

It turned out that tiger was not brother Jue's child.

Brother Jue and Qiulian have no children, and Yan Zhengling instantly feels that she is beautiful.

After she finally recovered her excitement, she found that Qiulian did not know when she had left.

Yan Zhengling came out of the compartment and gave Dr. Wang a thumbs up. "Well done."

In the evening, the tiger's high fever faded and regained consciousness.

The warlord breathed a sigh of relief.

He said to Qiulian, "I'm here tonight guarding tiger son. You go home and have a good rest."

Qiu Lian nodded and left.

When Yan Zhengling came to the Huzi ward, he saw Lord Zhan sitting beside the hospital bed, reading fairy tales to the children with the voice of nature comparable to that of an announcer.

Yan Zhengling was not satisfied.

It can be seen that the Baron devoted all his feelings to the tiger.

But brother Jue didn't know that tiger was not his son at all.

She had to find a chance to remind him that he couldn't be confused about giving a son to a bad woman like Qiulian.

"Brother a Yue."

Yan Zhengling goes in.

The warlord turned his head to look at her and waited for her to come down quietly.

Yan Zhengling's lips lifted and wanted to say that he would go home to rest. But when she saw the helpless expression of the child on the hospital bed, she was ready to stop talking.

She admitted that she was selfish. She was only concerned that it would hurt him to stay up late to take care of patients. I didn't realize that a child's young heart would be sad and afraid without the company of his parents.

"It's OK. I'll see the baby." In the end, she refrained from making her own selfish and narrow proposal.

"Thank you." Said the warlord. "We can't repay you for your kindness to Huzi."

Yan Zhengling has helped him out of the siege many times. In fact, the heart of Han hanjue is moved by iron stone.

"Yan Zheng Ling did not get serious," he said, "I don't think I'll repay you. Let's make a promise."

Han Jue is helpless to stare at her.

"You're always so heartless and provocative, don't you know --" he said in the middle of his angry words, but suddenly stopped.

Yan Zhengling looked at his old cadre's serious face and restrained his uninhibited smile, "don't know what?"

Zhan hanjue's deep eyes diffuse a faint cold light.

She had no skin and no face to tease him. At the beginning, he only thought that she was a vulgar woman with a few stinky money. He despised her to the utmost.

But after getting along for a long time, he realized that she was only teasing him.

What's more, she just teases him on her mouth and never does anything out of line in her actions. And she respects him more than anyone else.

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