Zhou Yuheng's roaring voice came from behind. Qi Beichen didn't turn around.
But the pace is more firmly forward, away from the night.
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Wen Xiaowan took the pillow and sat up, looking at her and smiling back: "it's OK."
"How are you?" She took off Heichao, asked her with a smile, quickly looked around the condition of the whole ward, and put the fruit basket under the TV.
Yu Luo holding a fruit basket, as usual, fully armed came in, with no assistant, only her.
"Come in, please."
Not long after I left, the door of the ward was knocked.
Out of the window, a warm sun came in. At night, Wen asked the nurse to take Wen Jingxuan to bask in the sun and supplement calcium.
The learning process is very happy, and the time goes by quickly.
Wen kuaiwan casually put the drawing paper on the cabinet beside him, intending to teach him something seriously.
"Great." Wen kuaiwan rubs his head and praises him. It's really difficult for a 4-year-old child to draw. They can't even write smoothly, and it's even more difficult for them to draw.
"This is when I was in kindergarten, the teacher asked me to draw, but I didn't learn to draw, so I drew the ideas in my mind." He said with pride in English, accent is with a small milk voice, but still can hear that he speaks fluently.
The picture is black and white before it can be painted, but it is not difficult to see that the three people are two adults and a child
On a piece of white paper, there are only a few simple strokes, a sun and three shapeless people.
From Wen Jingxuan's schoolbag, he finds his textbook. As soon as he takes the book, a piece of drawing paper falls out of it
So she came to teach xiaomengwa.
After the doctor left, she had breakfast with Wen Jingxuan, and she began to teach Wen Jingxuan some simple things. After all, she was very idle in the ward, either a TV or a mobile phone. The mobile phone was bad for her face, just as Qi Beichen said last night, TV was bad for Wen Jingxuan.
Wen Kuai can't help laughing. There are still people who are more rare than her.
After putting the ointment on her again, she repeated: "don't leave scar for such a beautiful face."
At the end of the day, she was a person who depended on her face to eat. She nodded several heads in succession to show that she knew. Doctor Xu is still concerned about the patients. Just as Wen Kuai Wan was hospitalized these days, he came to see her many times in person and got along well with her.
The attending doctor came in and helped Wen Kuai see her face, which was pretty good. He told her that she could go home and have a rest, just pay attention to her diet.
"Well, you're great!" She said a sentence in English. Wen Jingxuan was very satisfied after hearing it. She not only took the fruit for Wen kuaiwan, but also handed the water.
Small hands akimbo, small face high up, is a pair of Wen kuaiwan to ask for praise of the face.
Wen Jingxuan didn't go to class the next day. Although he was a little sad, he still felt that the task of accompanying his mother was arduous. He said justly, "Mommy, you see how good I am!"
Because not long after the doctor finished applying the ointment to her, her face was still covered with a large area of oil. When Yu Luo walked in, Wen kuaiwan pointed to the stool and said, "sit down."
As she approached, she could still see a piece of scald under the ointment, and a twinkle of pleasure flashed through her eyes, but her tone was not right: "I'm sorry, I didn't know that cup of coffee was so hot that day."
In Wen Kuai Wan's mind, she doesn't think there is any hatred between her and Yu Luo. Yu Luo is also very reasonable about the collision of clothes that day. In addition, coffee is placed by the staff, so she doesn't think Yu Luo is wrong.