"Mommy?"

Yan Zhengling made a silent gesture towards them. He didn't have time to explain to them why he was here. He just said eagerly: "your daddy wants to go back to the carefree garden. You two help me steer the others away

Zhan Su came forward, helped daddy and said, "Mommy, I'll help you."

Hanbao went outside. "I'll lead the others away."

Zhengling takes Zhan hanjue to the backyard of xiangdingyuan, where Zhengling's car is parked. Send Zhan hanjue to the car carefully, and Zhan Su sits in the driver's seat. "I'll drive you back."

Zheng Ling sat in the back seat next to Zhan hanjue.

Zhan hanjue leaned his head on Zheng Ling's shoulder and coughed violently from time to time.

When he returned to the carefree garden, Zhan Su helped his father to the bed and couldn't wait to say goodbye to his mother and father, "I'll go back to tourmaline first. I'm afraid the tourmaline manor will be in trouble by now. Mommy....

Zhan Su walks up to Zheng Ling and gives her a gentle hug, "Mommy, welcome home."

Zheng Ling's smile is bright, "Su Su, explain to grandfather well."

"Well."

After Zhan Su left, Zhan hanjue and Zhengling met each other.

Zhan hanjue opened his arms and said, "come here and give me a hug."

Zheng Ling walked over, gently holding him, sad way: "you should also be sick."

Zhan hanjue's illness brought Zheng Ling a lot of fear and understanding.

She knew that Zhan hanjue was only a mortal, and that his body would grow old and die. Although he knew that this was the law that everyone could not escape, Zheng Ling was terrified when it happened to Zhan hanjue.

These fears, however, could not defeat her. On the contrary, Zheng Ling is stronger. She has to stand up bravely and become very strong to protect the people she loves.

Zhan hanjue said with a smile: "fool, I'm getting old. Of course you'll get sick. "

"You're not old." Zheng Ling with cry negative way.

Zhan hanjue patted her thin back, "OK, I'm not old."

He didn't really think he was old, but he just wanted Zheng Ling to realize that the rest of their life was limited and precious. I hope she will accompany him more.

I didn't expect Zheng Ling to resist his aging...

"brother Jue, you have a good rest." Zheng Ling released him and helped him to bed carefully.

Although Zhan hanjue's condition became worse, he was in a bright mood after seeing Zhengling, so his spirit was fine.

Zheng Ling saw that his cheek was scarlet and touched his forehead. The hot forehead made Zheng Ling frown.

"You have a fever?"

Zhan hanjue said, "it's OK. Over and over again. The inflammation subsided. "

Zheng Ling looked at Zhan hanjue, who didn't care about his illness. His little face became serious.

"I've got to do something about your fever."

"Then take a bath." Zhan hanjue laughs.

Zheng Ling criticized him with a small face, "you are sick. Please stop."

However, bath as a physical antipyretic, is really a good way.

Finally, Zheng Ling brings a basin of warm water, moistens the towel, and gently wipes Zhan hanjue's face and hands...

her movements are very gentle, just like touching her favorite treasure.

Zhan hanjue looked at her quietly, and his heart overflowed with happiness and sweet warmth.

He has many relatives, but only Zheng Ling can take care of him after he is ill.

In front of Zheng Ling, he felt happy even when he was ill.

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