818 The actor who was raised by my milk

"Boom-"

"咚咚-"

Little Bald Mao knocked on the glass of the incubator with his mouth, and finally managed to attract Chi Ming's attention.

Chi Ming saw its movements, and suddenly a few words popped into his mind.

"Nodding like pounding garlic, you know? An idiom."

Little Bald: "..."

It changed its posture, shifted its center of gravity backward, and lifted its paws to step on the glass.

"Hit an egg against a rock, you know? It's still an idiom." Chi Ming walked over and looked at it through the glass, "What's the matter, smash it, you want to come out?"

The little bald man knocked on the glass again, as if answering his question.

"Call Dad, open the door for you."

The little bald hair raised his head, frowned his non-existent eyebrows, and after a while, Chongchi let out a cry.

"Hey, so cute."

Chi Ming grabbed the little bald hair and carried it on his body, scratching it indiscriminately while continuing to blog.

The little bald hair dodged in Chi Ming's claws, his bright black eyes were always looking at the phone screen.

Chi Ming flipped through the information about Yan Jiu, finally returned to the homepage, and looked at the photo again.

The little bald hair is very dishonest, crawling on Chi Ming's clothes with both mouth and feet.

Chi Ming: "Don't make trouble."

The little bald hair not only didn't stop making trouble, but also rubbed Chi Ming's arm to his hand, and stretched out his head to grab his phone.

Chi Ming was so disturbed that he had no choice but to save the photo, put the phone aside, put the little bald hair in his palm with both hands, and sealed off the room for it to struggle.

After a while, the little bald hair squeezed his head out from between his fingers, and let out a loud cry.

"Is it fun?"

The little bald hair yelled louder.

Babies will cry to get their parents' attention, but chicks don't cry and can only bark when they need it.

The tutorial says to be good at discovering the needs of pets.

Chi Ming observed the little bald hair carefully, and found that it seemed particularly anxious. If this sense of urgency were placed on a human being... Chi Ming put himself in the shoes of a human being.

Chi Ming: "Cub, do you... want to take a shit?"

"..." Little Bald Mao stomped on Chi Ming's foot.

"Wait, wait, bear with it!"

Chi Ming quickly pulled a pile of toilet paper on his body, and then put the little bald hair on the paper, "It's fine now, if you can't hold back, just pull it."

"..." The lanugo on the top of the little bald hair stood on end, and he unceremoniously pecked Chi Ming.

Raw for the first time and cooked for the second time, Chi Ming has already lost his temper after being pecked by the bald man. Instead, he is thinking: the needs of small animals are nothing more than eating and drinking.

But the little bald man had only had milk in the morning, and it has been less than an hour now.

The strategy says that chicks need to eat less and eat more, but it won't be hungry in an hour, right?

Chi Ming felt that he might need to add some fresh tutorials.

In the video, a primary school student holds his parrot in his hands and demonstrates: "I will introduce a simple method to judge when to feed the chickens. This position is just under the neck. There is a piece of soft skin on the chest. This position is the crop. The chickens will store food here and digest slowly. Everyone pay attention to observe the crop. If the feeding time has not yet come, but the crop is empty, you can feed another meal. On the contrary, if the feeding time is up, but the crop is empty. If the sac is not empty, you can wait a little longer. Here, you must control the temperature and concentration of the milk. If the milk is too thin, you will not be full, and if the milk is too thick, it will not be digested. "

Chi Ming touched the little bald hair's crop while watching the video, but it was already empty.

So is it time to breastfeed?

He put it back into the box first, and went to prepare milk powder, and this time he put some more on purpose.

During the process, little bald hair walked back and forth restlessly in the box, looking up at Chi Ming from time to time.

After a while, it seemed to think of something, the lanugo on the top of its head was finally no longer tense, and the whole bird calmed down, waiting for the chiming.

Chi Ming found that the little bald hair was surprisingly good at eating this time, and matched his movements to grab the needle and gulp down the milk powder.

It is not the same as before, as if it is not the same bird.

Just an hour ago, when Chi Ming was breastfeeding, the little bald hair was still swaying from side to side, shaking his head from time to time, making Chi Ming's milk powder all over his body, and occasionally biting him when he felt uncomfortable, no matter what happened. Push him a few times with your paw.

This time there was nothing at all, it was as quiet as a chicken.

Because I had to sprinkle some milk powder every time before, Chi Ming would reserve a few milliliters for it to go to waste when preparing it, but this time I didn’t sprinkle a drop, and the excess milk powder was eaten into the stomach, and the little bald haired chest immediately swelled A magnificent bag.

Remember that the tutorial said that you should not feed too much, or you will suffer from indigestion.

Chi Ming: "..."

Wasn't it difficult to deal with before? Why are you so cute all of a sudden?

If you feed less, you can make up more, but if you feed too much, you can’t spit it out!

Chi Ming carefully put the bald boy back into the box, and watched with concern.

I saw that little bald hair found a place to sit down, lowered his head, and looked at his stuffed stomach very seriously, with a serious expression, as if he was also worried that he would be stuffed to death.

Chi Ming tapped on the glass, trying to get the little bald hair's attention, but the little bald hair ignored him.

Chi Ming thought of another idiom: eat dry and wipe clean.

He sent a message to Shen Danqing: My cub is surprisingly well-behaved today, but he may have eaten too much and is not moving now. Is there something wrong?

Shen Danqing: Let me go and have a look.

Shen Danqing came over half an hour later and made eye contact with Xiao Bald Mao through a layer of glass.

Chi Ming had the illusion that the atmosphere between this person and the bird was not normal.

Chi Ming: "Shen Danqing, can you speak birds?"

Shen Danqing: "English major eight, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing..." shouldn't give you a chance to pretend.

After a while, Shen Danqing withdrew his gaze, "I ate too much. To be on the safe side, it's better to check it out. I just know some veterinarian friends, so I can take them for you to have a look. In addition, you may be interested to know that Zeng Xiaowei just went to the company to find It's full."

Chi Ming: "She's alone?"

"An accident? The little girl is not cowardly, but she has to deal with Shi Dongfeng and Pimpman..."

"No, I have to go and have a look. I'll leave my son to you. Oh yes, I've given it a name. The one with the ankle ring is called Liuliu."

"You know it's six or six and not nine or nine?"

"It's fine, it's called Liuliu anyway, be careful when you catch it, it hurts so much to bite."

As soon as Chi Ming went out, the little bald hair opened the door of the incubator with his mouth, and with his wings behind, he raised his legs and stepped out of the threshold solemnly.

Shen Danqing: "I heard that you are very well-behaved today, and you are also very active in eating."

The little bald hair jumped onto Chi Ming's notebook, opened a document for himself, moved his paws left and right on the keyboard, and stepped on a line of words: If you don't complain, you will die?

Shen Danqing squinted her peach blossom eyes, "In just two days, I even know how to catch phrases."

The little bald man gave him a white look, and typed four more words: Tell me about the situation.

Shen Danqing: "I've asked someone about it, and this time it's not an exaggeration on the Internet. There is only one breath left over there. The doctor said that he has a very tenacious will to survive. He is obviously exhausted, but he just refuses to take care of himself. Go to hell, maybe there is too much money, and I really can't bear to die before I spend it all."

"..."

The little bald hair pointed to his bulging belly.

"Haven't you heard? You can't become a fat man by eating one bite. Even if you pour yourself into a bucket now, when the effect reaches him, the body will already be cold."

The little bald hair was stunned for a moment, and then let out a low cry.

"Continuous use of the space technique will produce strong fluctuations. When you were playing teleportation, didn't you think that you would kill Yan Jiu?"

Little Bald: "..."

"What did I say before? Did I tell you to eat well? Haven't you heard of the obscene development? Oh yes, you have never heard of it. After all, you have been just an egg in the past ten years. I know now Why does Chinese have the word "stupid"?"

The little bald hair continued to type: what should I do?

"What else can I do, wait to die."

The lanugo hair on the top of the little bald hair trembled, and he walked around the keyboard a few times at a loss, and came out with a bunch of garbled characters in the notepad. After a while, the lanugo hair on the top of his head fell off, and he looked at Shen Danqing pitifully.

"If it's useful to be cute, why do you need the police?"

The little bald hair thought for a moment, and typed again seriously: I know I was wrong.

Shen Danqing knew that this young master never bowed his head to others, so today he saw a wonderful sight.

Know when enough is enough.

From the locker, he found a zodiac toy given to Chi Ming by a fan - a fat hen holding a bunch of chicks in her arms, each with a different expression.

Remove one of them, and put the little bald hair in the vacated place.

……

Today's coastal city is extremely hot.

A group of reporters gathered in front of the private Huarui General Hospital.

Huarui Hospital is often visited by celebrities, and it is not uncommon to be surrounded by reporters, but today there was a strange scene, there were more security guards than reporters.

More than 200 security guards guarded the exits of the hospital, which can be described as tight.

Reporters and security guards are at odds on the surface, but they are discussing the same topic in private.

"do you died?"

"not yet."

"do you died?"

"It is said that it will be soon."

"Not dead yet?"

"It's nice to have money."

……

The emergency department of Huarui Hospital is located in Building No. 8, occupying the 9th, 10th, and [-]th floors.

Usually the security here is already very strict, and today the tenth floor is isolated separately, and all personnel entering and exiting must go through strict screening.

Yan Jiu was lying in the ICU on the tenth floor, covered with various monitoring instruments.

More than a dozen doctors stood in a circle in the ward. Even though the temperature of the air conditioner was very low, a thin layer of sweat still oozed from their heads.

Everyone looked at the screen next to the hospital bed. The light green dots were flickering slightly, and the drawn wavy lines were rising and falling with the patient's heartbeat.

Since last night, this wavy line has been very weak, and now more than ten hours later, it should have exhausted its energy long ago, but it is still fluctuating weakly, as tenacious as the patient lying there.

The 70-year-old Director Cai has been Yan Jiu's attending doctor since he was ten years old. Almost every year, his professionalism makes him make a judgment: this child will not live for two years.

But more than ten years later, when the boy grew up, although he couldn't live a normal life at all, he never gave up fighting and persisted until now.

Of course, Director Cai hopes that Yan Jiu can live well, but he can't say something like "Come on, hold on a little longer". Over the years, no one knows better than him what this child has experienced. In various senses, death It was a relief for the kid.

As time went by, the patient's vital signs were almost exhausted.

Every time the green light spot jumped on the screen, it seemed to use up its last bit of strength.

Near noon, the doctors were inevitably a little sleepy, but the red light of the instrument was on at this time.

The patient suddenly had an abnormal heartbeat and shortness of breath.

The doctors and nurses were busy, and although they were working hard with all their strength, they were all prepared in their hearts——

The patient is dying.

This will be the last rescue.

Ten minutes later, the dots of light drew dazzling straight lines on the monitor screen.

Nurse: "At 21:[-], the patient stopped breathing."

After inspecting the pupils, Director Cai sighed heavily, took off his mask and announced, "Everyone tried their best, I'm sorry..."

At this moment, the nurse screamed, "Director Cai! Director Cai, look!"

Everyone turned their heads, only to see that the light point representing the heartbeat actually moved.

And then again.

Everyone held their breath, watching the thin thread struggle hard and move forward step by step. After a few stumbled attempts, it returned to its normal frequency.

Someone exclaimed softly: "How is this possible!"

The breathing apparatus hangs aside.

The patient took a slow breath, opened his eyes, and looked at the gleaming white roof in a daze, as if he wanted to penetrate the barrier and look at the clear sky outside.

Yan Jiu: "Grandpa Cai... I don't think he died."

The words echoed in the ward, and the sound was like a broken ice floe at the end of autumn.

The author has something to say: Chapters 3, 4, and 5 have been revised, it does not affect the main storyline but the plot has been changed a lot...

Forget it, the number of words has been revised and there are more than 4000 words

Hugs to all the little angels, send a little bald-haired Tsundere =3=