Chapter 404

"Fool," song Qingwan originally laughed, but when she heard her innocent voice, her eyes were wet:

"even if my aunt really had a lot of good luck, I'm afraid it won't be good this time..."

Although song Qingwan wants to deceive her and coax her, she has to accept the fact sooner or later.

But the little girl is very stubborn, and her voice is full of tears:

"if you have a lot of good luck, what about lots of luck? Pear has a lot of luck! Pears can give them all to aunt, auntie, you don't want to die, OK? Dad, they don't want you to die. If you die, we will be very sad, very sad, very sad! We're going to die sad! "

The little girl said three "sad" in one breath. It can be seen that she is really sad this time.

She never thought that aunt would die.

Song Qingwan did not speak, but looked at her with nostalgia and sadness.

The little girl doesn't know what stomach cancer is.

All she knew was that Auntie was not lucky and needed a lot of good luck.

As long as the aunt is lucky, she will not be selected by the fairy in the sky, and she will not die.

But she was out of luck.

She had given all her good luck to her aunt when she was sleeping.

But my aunt is still not getting better.

The little girl sniffed her nose for a long time, and suddenly seemed to think of something.

Her eyes brightened, and she quickly put her tender white fingers in front of song Qingwan. She was happy and said with extra seriousness,

"Auntie! You bite me! You bite me! There is a lot of luck in people's blood! If you drink it, you won't get sick or die! "

Song Qingwan was amused by her. She thought that the little girl had read more about her journey to the West recently. She thought she was a monk of Tang Dynasty. She ate her meat and she would live forever.

Little Lori saw her smile but no language, immediately anxious, and put her fingers close to the past, small milk voice urged: "aunt!"

Song Qingwan looked at her white tender little finger. She didn't hold it back. She grabbed it and gave it a hard kiss. Then she laughed: "good, good, bite. My aunt will bite now!"

Little girl:.... "

The little girl looked aggrieved: "Auntie, you didn't bite!"

"No way!" Song Qingwan pretended to be surprised and looked at her, and then she kissed her little finger, "you see, aunt, this is not a bite!"

“…………”

The little girl saw that her aunt didn't believe her.

She tilted her head and thought, and her small body ran out.

Looking around in the corridor, I finally found my father who was calling on the balcony at the end of the corridor.

Lu Junhan's face, as always, had no expression.

Holding the phone in one hand, contacting professional doctors at home and abroad.

Indifferent cold eyes looking out of the window, the whole person is full of strangers do not close to the alienation of abstinence breath.

The little girl didn't care if it would disturb her father's work.

She trotted over and directly looked up at her head and said to her father with a soft voice:

"Dad! Will you bite me? It's better to bite me off! "

Lu Junhan slightly moved his mobile phone, glanced at her slightly, sneered, and said coldly:

"I bite you, and then you go to your grandfather to complain, and then your grandfather calls again and sends me to the police station to be locked up? You can think of it very well

"No, Dad!"

The little girl pouted her lips, "pear, I promise I won't tell my grandfather!"

"I will!" Lu Jun Han glanced at her, raised his eyebrows, and casually said, "if you disturb my work again, I will report to your grandfather and ask him to send you to the police station!"

“…………”

The little girl puffed up her little fat face and trampled on her father's foot. After humming her bad father, she turned and ran to find Lu An'an.

Lu An'an is now in another VIP ward.

On the hospital bed lay a dummy of a woman.

Lu An'an is learning nursing with two male doctors.

Song Qingwan had just finished the operation and had a knife on her body. In the next few days, she couldn't take a bath.

The two male doctors are using the dummy to teach Lu an an an how to move song Qingwan, how to help song Qingwan wipe his body, or massage the muscles that have become stiff after lying for a long time, so as not to encounter song Qingwan's surgical wound.

Lu An'an listened very carefully.

When the little girl went in, Lu An'an was kneeling on the bed. Under the guidance of the doctor, he gently wiped the dummy's arm with a handkerchief. His movements were very careful and careful.

Although there are usually special nursing workers in the hospital to do these things, Lu Anyan still wants to do something for song Qingwan as much as possible to make up for the shortcomings in the past three years.Moreover, song Qingwan's days are not many.

She also wants to do more filial piety in her only time.

Lu An'an's posture is much busier than his father who only stands on the balcony to answer the phone.

The little girl looked at the door for a long time. After thinking about it, she still felt that she should not disturb her aunt.

So she turned and ran to her grandfather again.

Lu Qidong didn't know where he was.

There are three floors in the hospital. The little girl went up and down, looking for a circle inside and outside, but she couldn't find the figure of her grandfather.

If not for the doctors and nurses passing by, the little girl would like to enter the morgue and look for her grandfather.

However, although her grandfather didn't find her, she met Yu Zheng, who was leaning against the smooth sports car on the line, quietly smoking cigarettes.

Yu Zheng was still the suit he saw in the morning, but his tie was torn apart impatiently and hung loosely around his neck.

His suit and coat are more casual and open, and he himself has no image of laziness leaning against the car body. His clothes, which are abstinence and serious, are just put on a bit of unruly casual.

Compared with the indifferent and calm man in the morning, Yu Zheng, like a wolf at this moment, is undoubtedly more real.

And Zhang Yuan is not far away waiting.

Looking at the posture, Mr. Yu may have to wait until nine o'clock in the evening.

"Good uncle!"

When the little girl saw him, her dark eyes brightened.

Obviously, she remembered the good uncle who helped her aunt this morning.

So, she came out of the hospital with her short legs on her feet. She looked up at him with big black eyes and said, "good uncle, how can you be here? Are you sick, too? "

Yu Zheng slightly drooped his head, heavily smoked a cigarette, the eye light deeply glanced at her one eye, did not utter a word.

He had never had a good feeling for children, and felt extremely troublesome. He had not intended to pay attention to them.

But suddenly, the dim sight fell on her delicate face.

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