The sweetness of the five-year-old milk group explodes

Zhen Guiyi's words made everyone laugh.

The third aunt has nothing to do with him.

Zhen Tian looked at him with a smile on her face, her head was still a little swollen right now.

After a while, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and a man came in hurriedly.

He looked at the people on the hospital bed, and the pain in his eyes couldn't be stopped.

He also threw the suitcase in his hand on the ground, making a "bang-dang" sound.

"Xiao Tiantian, what's the matter? You've been sick since I'm not at home." Zhen Xudong frowned, his eyes filled with worry.

A few days ago, he went out of the country for some necessary projects, and he left for almost two weeks.

When he got off the plane today, he called his second brother's house, but the maid answered the phone.

I thought I hadn't seen my little niece for many days, so I asked her to pick me up.

But the maid told him that his little niece was sick, so he rushed to the hospital.

Seeing that Xiao Tiantian is fine now, she feels more at ease.

Su Xue listened to his words, although it was not pleasant, but when she thought that he hadn't seen Xiao Tian behaved for a long time, she felt nothing.

The ward was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant, even Zhen Tian's VIP private ward was no exception.

This smell made Zhen Tian's brain even more swelled.

She wanted to get up, but her hands under the quilt couldn't use any strength. It seemed that she would lie on the bed for a while.

Zhen Yunsen said: "Let Tiantian rest again."

Seeing that his little niece was a little tired, he stopped Zhen Xudong from saying anything else.

It is already three o'clock in the morning, and Xingcheng and Pangpang will have class tomorrow, so they must rest.

It's okay to be fat, he has already started to feel drowsy now, but Xing Cheng has been standing there, not even moving.

He winked at Xu Mingwei and asked him to take Xing Cheng back, but the child was stubborn and refused to leave.

"Since you don't want to go back, let's rest for a while. You have class tomorrow. There are two sofas over there, one for you and Fatty."

Seeing that he was a little tired, Xu Mingwei thought about letting him rest here.

Xu Xingcheng nodded and walked over. He knew that if he didn't obey, his father might take him away by force.

In Zhen Tian's sleep, she seemed to have fallen into a whirlpool. The whirlpool kept spinning, and she closed her eyes with a headache.

But it still didn't help, the feeling of falling made her panic.

She tried to grab something, but in the end there was only air.

Where there is no light, only darkness accompanies her, and when her body is numb, the feeling of splitting headache still lingers for a long time.

She desperately opened her eyes, but her eyes seemed to be pressed by a jack, unable to open them.

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The next day.

After eleven o'clock in the morning, Zhen Tian woke up slowly, her big eyes were watery but lifeless, she looked at the ceiling.

"Little sweetie."

Su Xue's voice came, and her eyes looked towards the place where the voice came from.

His eyes slowly focused, and finally gathered on Su Xue's face.

"Second...Auntie." She called silently.

The pain in her throat made her very uncomfortable, and she frowned.

Zhen Xudong hurriedly took the water and gave her some to drink. Zhen Tian, ​​who was seriously short of water, kept drinking from the cup in one hand.

"How is it, are you better?"

Zhen Tiandian nodded, the water stains on her lips were glistening, as if she was shining, her little face was slightly red, she looked very cute.

"Uncle, what time is it?"

"Eleven forty in the morning." He looked at his watch and said.

Zhendian nodded, then seemed to think of something, and wanted to get up.

"I still have to go to class."

She only arrived here yesterday afternoon, and it is already morning, so this is already the second day.

Su Xue helped her up, sat behind her, and let her lean against her.

"Xiao Tian, ​​your second uncle has asked for leave for you. You have a fever, so you have to sweat to count."

Zhen Tian looked in the room, and indeed there were no figures of Brother Xing Cheng and Pangpang.

Well, there is no way, her physique is too weak, and she fell ill without much effort, it seems that she will need to exercise more in the future.

She doesn't want to get sick and have a fever again, it's too uncomfortable.

Now she can finally understand Pangpang. He had been sick before, and he was so groggy that he couldn't wake up.

She had never had a fever or a cold before, and it turned out that the child's physique was too poor.

After the decision was made, she started exercising as soon as she recovered from her illness, and walked to and from school every day.

But in the near future, her idea was completely broken by her uncles and aunts...

Jiang Wan just went out to buy some food, and now she just came back, when she saw Zhen Tian woke up.

Busily opened the preserved egg and lean pork porridge in the box, the fragrance permeated the whole room.

"Come on, baby, eat quickly and see if it suits your appetite."

After Jiang Wan took a spoonful of porridge, she blew it and brought it to Zhen Tian's mouth.

Zhen Tian opened her mouth cooperatively, and the taste was unexpectedly good and very fragrant.

"good to eat."

"As long as sweet baby likes it."

She continued to feed, Zhen Tian was a little embarrassed, and wanted to take it and eat it herself, but Jiang Wan was unwilling.

Now in Jiang Wan's eyes, the little niece is just a child who is sick and unable to take care of herself, unable to eat by herself.

"Baby, you still have needles in your hands. You can't eat by yourself. Third Aunt will feed you."

As he spoke, he brought the spoon in his hand close to Zhen Tian's mouth.

All right, then we can only eat.

The glutinous rice porridge filled Zhen Tian's entire palate, and this was her first meal from yesterday afternoon to today's noon.

Her stomach was already flattened by hunger, so she "devoured" a bowl of porridge like this.

At the same time, Xu Xingcheng, Class [-], No. [-] Middle School looked out the window. The window of Class [-], Class [-] Teaching Building, Junior High School was empty and there was no one there.

He was still worried about Zhen Tian in the hospital.

And Zhen Guiyi who was next to him was bouncing his head at this moment, obviously he didn't have a good rest last night.

"Zhen Guiyi." The Chinese teacher shouted.

There was no response, what Zhen Guiyi was like just now is still the same now.

Xu Xingcheng frowned, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

"Ah! What's wrong with Tangmei?!" He was startled, stood up and said.

The whole class roared with laughter, but when he was fully awake, he saw the extremely serious face of the Chinese teacher.

"I don't make it difficult for you either. If you can memorize the entire "List of Teachers", then you can sit down." The teacher looked at him with a half-smile.

"The first emperor did not start his business halfway, but the middle road collapsed. Today, three points have fallen, and Yizhou is exhausted. This is really a crisis of survival."

The teacher is listening eagerly.

"Uh, yes, yes."

"Teacher, I forgot."

He also memorized the beginning and the end of each classical Chinese essay. After all, every morning reading is the first emperor, and he still remembers it no matter how bad his memory is.

"Forget? If you forget, just stand there, just to wake up your brain."

She continued to attend class and ignored Zhen Guiyi.

Zhen Guiyi looked angrily at Xu Xingcheng who was sitting next to him, and the two started eye contact.