The vicious mother dressed as a villain, in the baby boy

Her voice was a little lazy, as if she was acting like a baby.

Gu Gou has always been soft but not hard.

After a moment of silence, Gu Qingyan still backed down.

"Both of them are fine. Jiang Ting's operation was successful, and he should be able to wake up tomorrow. Chi Li arranged them in a ward."

Gu Qingyan's voice was devoid of emotion.

Xu Zhaozhao could understand why Chi Li did this.

Otherwise, Ms. Ding would have trouble again if she didn't see her son when she woke up.

"Open your mouth."

Xu Zhaozhao's mind was thinking, he listened to Gu Qingyan's words dully and opened his mouth.

He pinched her chin with his fingers and stuffed a round candy. The taste of strawberries exploded in her mouth, and even her mind became clearer.

He straightened her face, was forced to look at him, and said in a calm voice, "Xu Zhaozhao, if you faint from hypoglycemia next time, you will die."

I remembered the bullshit I said in the school infirmary last time...

Waiting to die = waiting to be kissed to death.

"Okay, okay, wrong."

Shaking Gu Qingyan's hand, "Absolutely, absolutely, never again!"

This time it was because everything happened so suddenly that Xu Zhaozhao didn't have time to pay attention to the changes in his body.

Fortunately, tragedy did not happen...

"Then can I go and see them?"

This luxurious single room, bodyguards and 24-hour surveillance are routine operations here, if Xu Zhaozhao wants to slip away without his consent...

There is a high probability that he will be caught and brought back to Jiang Jiang Niang Niang.

Fearing that the man's anger would increase, Xu Zhaozhao hastily added: "One look, just one look!"

The jade finger made a "1" and shook it in front of Gu Qingyan.

Lu Qing stretched out his hand, took her little hand in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Promise me with one condition, and I will let you see it."

……

Finally, Xu Zhaozhao agreed.

It wasn't until he got out of the ward that he realized that his own son had been driven home by this dog man.

Xu Zhaozhao was very curious about how Gu Qingyan persuaded Gu Yulin to go home.

Gu Qingyan squinted at her, "Staying up late damages the brain, which is irreversible."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Xu Zhaozhao's reaction, he led her forward.

Xu Zhaozhao was shocked.

This scumbag actually started to care about his cub?

Is the sun coming out west?

Have you ever seen a pig climb a tree in your lifetime?

In fact, it was just that the father and son were secretly competing, staying up late really damaged the brain, Gu Yulin did not allow his IQ to be inferior to Gu Qingyan, so he agreed to go home.

Anyway, Gu Qingyan already used "pain relief" as an excuse to squeeze him out of the ward, so it's better to go home and sleep to protect his IQ.

When he is strong, there will be a day when he won't need this nanny!

Xu Zhaozhao didn't understand the complicated thoughts of the father and son, and felt a little happy that their relationship was easing.

But when I came to the ward and saw Jiang Ting and his mother in the room, I was diluted again.

Jiang Ting fell asleep on the hospital bed next to him, his whole body was bandaged, and the beating electrocardiogram showed his vital signs.

And next to her... Her mother sat quietly on the hospital bed, looking at him without blinking.

The effect of the tranquilizer, expires so quickly?

After hesitating for a while, Xu Zhaozhao pushed the door open and went in, with Gu Qingyan following behind her.

"Don't give me an injection, I've calmed down now, and I won't go dancing again."

Seeing the two coming in, Jiang Ting's mother said quickly.

"After taking sedatives for so many years, the drug resistance is better, so I woke up earlier. Now I just want to see Xiaoting more."

Even if she didn't calm down, she couldn't get out of this ward.

Xu Zhaozhao glanced at her wrist, where the patient's name - Ding Rong was written.

"I'm sorry miss, I can't control my emotions."

Her eyes touched the two wounds on Xu Zhaozhao's body, and her eyes were full of apology, "Although this sounds like an excuse, I sincerely apologize to you."

"It's okay, I don't blame you."

Xu Zhaozhao quickly waved his hands, "If it's convenient, can you tell me about your situation? I told Jiang Ting, and I will help him."

Fearing that Ding Rong still wouldn't believe it, Xu Zhaozhao added: "His father is a hero, and Jiang Ting is also a good boy, and deserves my help."

When mentioning Jiang Ting's father, Jiang Hai, Ding Rong couldn't hold back any longer.

He also lowered his guard against Xu Zhaozhao - she has no one to trust.

"A Hai is a great firefighter, and he has always been in my heart."

"After his sacrifice, Xiao Ting is the only reason for me to live. I also hope that Xiao Ting will become a hero like him, Xiao Ting is also very upbeat, but..."

Ding Rong was sobbing, she could hardly utter a sound, and she waited for a long time before continuing.

"But I didn't live up to it. I became seriously ill three years ago, and the monthly drug money quickly used up my savings."

"When I was about to give up the treatment, Xiao Ting gave me the money and said to me: Mom, let's continue the treatment! He is a seven-year-old child, where did he get the money...I can't even imagine what he has gone through. ..."

Ding Rong seemed to be caught in some painful memory, tears kept streaming down her face, and her face wrinkled layer by layer.

Xu Zhaozhao hurriedly comforted her, "Aunt Ding, it's all over. Get a good night's sleep, Jiang Ting is by your side."

This time, Ding Rong fell asleep very quickly.

The two left the ward lightly.

The sky was already pale, but Xu Zhaozhao didn't feel sleepy at all, his mind was in a mess.

Give her ten more brains and she can't figure out why the lives of the descendants of martyrs have become like this...

Gu Qingyan circled her from behind, rubbed her hair, "Aren't you going to rest?"

"Not sleepy yet."

It was rare that Xu Zhaozhao didn't break free, but instead leaned into Gu Qingyan's arms, feeling a little depressed.

Obviously she doesn't understand her life now, but she can't see the suffering in this world.

She can save one, but not the whole.

Who can save the whole thing?

The first thing that popped up in Xu Zhaozhao's mind was... Buddha.

Thinking about it, she stretched out her fingers, carefully turning the beads in Gu Qingyan's hand one by one.

Ask softly: "Gu Qingyan, why do you keep wearing this Buddhist bead?"