Madam always trying to piss me off

Chapter 1307 The Little Sister of the Qi Family 1

"Gao Fan, you still jump, don't you want to die?"

Shi Ran blamed her husband, and hurriedly took out the oxygen bottle to let him inhale oxygen.

Then he helped him to the nearest hotel to rest.

There was oxygen supply in the hotel room, Yun Qitian immediately acted as if nothing had happened, boasting that he would take Shiran to Namtso and Qomolangma.

Climb the highest mountain in the world, accompanied by the most handsome husband.

Shi Ran smiled and said nothing.

Facts have proved that there is a gap between ideas and reality, and sometimes this gap is not just a star and a half, but a thousand miles!

Yun Qitian has nothing to do in the hotel, leaving the hotel is like a fish out of water.

Shi Ran said let's go to another place to play, it doesn't matter where we go, as long as I have you by my side, I will feel happy.

Yun Qitian said no, I still want to be the most handsome little brother in Xueyu, and then on the third day in Tibet, I finally had to go back because of serious high-level rebellion.

This high reaction has caused mild pulmonary edema and needs to be admitted to the hospital for treatment.

hospital.

Shi Ran stayed by her husband's side and took good care of him.

She carefully helped him trim his nails, wash his hair, face and feet.

Help him peel apples, give him water and food, don't let him look at his mobile phone, for fear that he will hurt his eyes, and read the news to him.

Yun Qitian had never enjoyed this kind of treatment before, and he was not used to it at first, but later he got used to it.

"Honey, I have a headache, you can press it twice for me."

"Honey, my chest is stuffy, rub it for me."

At first she was very nervous, thinking that he was really uncomfortable, but it didn't take long to find that the corners of her husband's mouth were raised, and he secretly smiled.

This guy is pretending, she was fooled!

"Okay, you lied to me? See how I deal with you."

She went to scratch his itch, Yun Qitian fought back, but when she couldn't make trouble, she just pretended to...

"boom!"

The door opened.

"Brother-in-law, we come to see you..."

"sorry."

"Sorry, we didn't see anything."

"Go ahead, call out when you're done, we're at the door."

A few brother-in-laws suddenly opened the door and came in, then quickly closed the door and went out.

The couple blushed.

The two were laughing and laughing on the bed, and they didn't do anything, but they were suddenly bumped into by a few brothers-in-law, making it seem like they were doing something.

"Come in."

Shiran twisted Zichen and Zihan's ears, gnashing their teeth.

"Sister, let go, it hurts!"

"Sister, why are you doing this? You are kind to my brother-in-law but you are so cruel to us. We are your own younger brothers..."

Zi Han said that half of the time he realized that he had said the wrong thing, because the ear was twisted and it hurt even more.

"My good sister, you are as beautiful as a flower, gentle and gracious..." Zi Han knew his mistake and corrected it, immediately changed his strategy, and his sister let go.

"Stinky boy, you're the only one who talks glibly all day, go in quickly." Shi Ran let go.

Originally, she wasn't really angry with her brother, it was just a joke.

Suddenly there were four more boys in the ward, and it was very lively.

With Zichen and the others around, nothing happened.

The four boys surrounded the brother-in-law like stars holding the moon, asking about the health and well-being, asking questions about things, and after a while, a few of them formed a group to eat chicken.

Zihan and Zirui use the same number, and the advantages of the twins are revealed at this time.

The tacit understanding between the two is innate, the kind that doesn't need training at all.

Playing in the ward was in full swing, and since there was nothing to do, I went out for a walk.

It's not that she doesn't know how to play, it's just that games of this rank can no longer meet Shi Ran's aesthetics.

She wanted to go outside to the supermarket to buy some snacks, drinks, etc., to entertain a few younger brothers.

The hospital supermarket is on the other side of the outpatient building, and when passing by the place where the water is hung, I accidentally caught a glimpse of a small person, and my heart skipped a beat.

It's Qi Shiwen, Qi Heng's younger sister.

Qi Xiaomei sat in a corner and curled up on a chair, her body almost curled up into a ball.

Is she sick?

Shiran walked by without stopping.

Whether the younger sister is sick or not has nothing to do with her, and she doesn't want to have anything to do with the Qi family.

Even though she thought so, when she came back from the supermarket to buy snacks, she unknowingly returned from the same way and stopped outside the window.

Qi Xiaomei was still there, still maintaining the posture just now, she curled up on the chair and fell asleep.

The outpatient clinic is very noisy because of the crowds.

There were voices and coughing one after another.

The little girl didn't sleep very well, her brows were frowning, she was suddenly awakened, her big eyes looked around in horror.

Shi Ran hastily dodged and leaned against the wall.

She wanted to walk, but her feet seemed to be rooted, and she couldn't move away!

Oddly, she looked in through the window again, and the younger sister fell asleep again, and she was not found just now.

Shiran's throat suddenly seemed to be clogged with cotton, which was not a pleasant feeling.

The little girl looks very pitiful. She is very pitiful without her parents. Now she doesn't even have her only brother. She has no relatives and no country. It seems that she has been abandoned by the whole world.

She must be having a bad time.

If it is good, it will not curl up on the chair in the hospital outpatient department and sleep.

Does she care?

Shiran didn't care in the end, she left cruelly.

Back in the ward, she put the snack bag on the table, and she sat quietly on the sofa, lost in thought.

"Of course, I think I'm almost fine. Let's go back to eat the boiled fish made by Zichen in the evening, shall we?" Qi Tian discussed with his wife.

Just now when Zichen said that he had developed a new method of boiling fish, what he was talking about was hype, but what he heard was drooling!

Yun Qitian likes spicy food, but because of pulmonary edema, the doctor told him not to eat spicy food.

The past few days his mouth has been very light, just listening to Zichen's talk makes him so greedy!

When Shiran didn't come back, he couldn't wait to ask the doctor, and the doctor said that he was recovering very well, so he didn't need to stop eating.

"But don't worry, I've already asked the doctor, and the doctor said that I'm recovering well, and I can be discharged from the hospital now, and I don't need to be taboo."

The wife didn't seem to hear him and didn't respond.

"Of course, I'm talking to you."

"Sister, sister, are you okay?" Zi Han jumped in front of her sister, stretched out her chubby hand and shook it in front of her eyes.

Shi Ran woke up like a dream: "Ah? What are you doing?"

"Brother has developed a new dish, can you go home and eat with us?"

"okay."

"It's spicy!" Zi Han reminded.

Shi Ran changed his words: "It's too spicy, your brother-in-law can't eat spicy food."

Several boys winked and snickered.

My sister didn't listen to what her brother-in-law said, not a single word.

Yun Qitian was helpless, and explained again: "I asked the doctor just now, and the doctor said that I can be discharged from the hospital and I can eat spicy food."

Shi Ran heard it clearly this time, and she objected: "No, I'd better stay in the hospital for another two days of observation, I'm not at ease."

"Wait two days before eating the spicy ones. It's okay to eat two days late. It's not a joke if there is a problem."

"Wife, it's okay. I'm also a medical student. I know my own physical condition best. It's really no problem. You have to trust the professionals..." Yun Qitian held his wife's hand like a child The same soft and hard foam.