I worry about Yan chenrui's health in the evening, but I'm not in a hurry.

Fu Sihan has been looking for other suitable bone marrow, and says that Chen Rui is in good health now. There is no need to cooperate with Su Yujie's vicious woman to start the price.

In the evening, Yan and Fu Sihan went to the hotel to pick up their son. By the way, please have a meal with sake and Shengyan to express our thanks.

"Why? Where's the cigarette? " Open the door in the evening and don't see the smoke.

Tiantian, who is sitting on the bed with Xiaoyan an, tells the little baby less than six months about the medical knowledge she has just learned, which is about the human brain.

Guan Qingjiu sat beside and looked at the two little guys. He felt very funny.

My sister is serious about "science popularization". She can't speak clearly. Sometimes she speaks English and Mandarin.

The younger brother listened seriously, but he didn't understand this.

"Yan'er has an emergency and left first."

As soon as Guan Qingjiu's voice fell, the baby on the bed began to say, "ah! Ah I was very happy and excited about my mother's coming back.

"The inkstone is so good, it's all noisy." Guan Qingjiu held Fu Yan'an to Yan wanwan's hand. "He looked for you everywhere in those few minutes when you just left. Later, he didn't find it. His small mouth shrunk a few times, but he didn't cry. After a few minutes, it was OK."

Some babies cry when they find their mothers leave. That's what makes them break down.

"Tian Tian loved to cry when she was a child." Guan sake lowered his voice and told his best friend about his daughter's childhood embarrassment.

Sweet hearing is sharp, immediately raised her head, delicate gas retort: "Mommy, I heard! I don't love crying

"You don't remember that." Guan Qing wine pointed to the next small Yan'an, "when you were so young as your brother, you loved to cry."

Born to be a delicate little girl, her cry is also soft.

Tian Tian looks at Fu Yan'an. She has never seen her brother cry!

Tiantian thinks that mummy is deceiving herself, and asks Fu Sihan: "bending, Bobo, when I was a child, was it good?"

Fu Sihan looks at other people's daughter, and then at his own boy.

I don't want to talk.

"Sweet is good!" In the evening, I hold the small inkstone to Fu Sihan, feel the sweet little head, and secretly look at Guan Qingjiu and smile.

Guan Qing wine sees through and doesn't tell. The little girl is delicate and loves beauty. Knowing that crying is not good-looking, she is not willing to be said that she loves crying.

"Ah

"Oops!"

Xiaoyan an in the father's arms put less than a minute, began to babble.

Fu Sihan droops his eyes and looks at him without expression. However, he doesn't stop him from swearing at himself with words he doesn't understand.

It's no longer * since xiaoyan'an can make babbling sounds, the most vocal time is when there is no Fu Si Han on his face.

Xiaoyan'an not only does not like to laugh, does not like to cry, also does not like to talk, so that evening once suspected that he gave birth to a small mute.

Later, I found that xiaoyan'an liked to talk with Fu Sihan, ah, Wuwu, and said, "Yan Yan likes to talk to Daddy. Do you like Daddy?"

Fu Sihan firmly believes that his son is not talking to him, but hating him.

Fu Sihan walks ahead with his son, half a step behind in the evening and talks with Guan Qingjiu.

"Yan'er just answered the phone, and he didn't look very well when he left." Guan Qingjiu said that his face was not good and he was already very light.

Those who are not willing to hide in front of their friends are not willing to hide in front of them!

"Did she say anything about it? Not at all? " Ask later.

Guan Qingjiu shakes his head.

Since Sheng Yan is not willing to talk, they are not easy to ask.

At least, you can't call right now.

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Sheng Yan thought about numerous phone calls about his brother. The most surprising thing was that he woke up, but the most likely thing was that he died of brain or completely.

But unexpectedly, Sheng Jiyang disappeared!

The hospital sent an email to say that the disappearance was six months ago.