[Korean entertainment] The girl raised by a tiger

So she was scared.

Chen Sisi's trembling words made Jin Zhongguo feel stuck in his throat, her hands tightly wrapped around his neck, scorching tears rolled down his neck, more scorching than the scorching sun.

He stopped his hasty pace, carefully put her down, turned around and bent over to hug her in front of his chest, and patted her butt lightly: "What nonsense, how could a small illness wake up?" But come here. Ouba told you, you are sick today, so I won’t say anything, and next time you talk nonsense, I’m going to beat your little ass hard.”

Chen Sisi didn't speak, and still hugged his neck tightly. The warm touch from the neck from time to time let Jin Zhongguo know that she was still crying.He didn't say much, he just increased his strength in holding her, and his pace quickened.

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The smell of disinfectant permeated the air, not pungent and not so pleasant.Jin Zhongguo hugged Chen Sisi and sat on the rest seat in the corridor of the pediatrics department. The person in his arms was tired from crying, and fell asleep drowsily. The scorching body temperature made him frown.

There were crowds of people around the two of them, and the cries of the dark children made Jin Zhongguo, who was considered half an adult, frown thickly.The little guy in his arms is still good, quiet, even if he is crying, he is sobbing muffledly with red eyes and red nose, which makes people feel unstoppably distressed.

It didn't take long for Jin Zhongguo to hear the nurse coming out of the attending doctor's office: "Chen Sisi, who is Chen Sisi?"

"Here." Jin Zhongguo picked up Chen Sisi and stood up, followed the nurse into the office.

The doctor was a middle-aged doctor who was over half a century old, wearing a pair of rimless glasses on her face, and her face full of grooves added a touch of the kindness of the years to her face. She looked at the two with some surprise: " Just the two of you, no adults?" The little girl looks like four or five years old, and the boy is no older than eighteen, so why didn't she call an adult when she saw a doctor?

Jin Zhongguo looked at the name tag on her chest, sat down on the chair in front of the desk, and said the general situation: "Doctor Jiang, hello, is mom gone out? I am her Oppa, because suddenly I had a fever, and I was very worried, so I brought her here myself. I have had a cold for more than a week before, and I saw her fever go down yesterday, and when I took her temperature at noon, it was 39.8°."

Dr. Jiang nodded, got up and walked to Chen Sisi, who was leaning against Jin Zhongguo, who was sleeping unsteadily, and took a closer look. There were sparse and irregular red spots behind her ears and neck.She opened her sweat-drenched hair again, and there were the same little red dots on the fringe.

"What is this? I didn't have it just now." Jin Zhongguo also widened his eyes in surprise.When he went there at noon today, Gospel was still soundly asleep, his fair little face was like a freshly peeled egg, there were no such small spots at all.

Seeing these red maculopapules, Dr. Jiang nodded understandingly: "It's measles, it's all right. Take it home and rest in bed for seven days. Keep the room at an appropriate temperature and humidity, and keep the air fresh. Eat as much as possible Go light and gargle with salt water daily.

The rash will itch at the back, remember not to let her scratch it with your hands, it will leave scars.When the palms and soles of the feet also start to visit, it means that it has started.The most important point is not to take a bath during these points, you can only wash after the rash is completely gone, understand? "

Jin Zhongguo nodded earnestly, and took what Dr. Jiang said into his heart: "Understood, is there anything else I should pay attention to? Do I need to take any medicine?"

"No, as long as the rash is over, it will be cured without medicine. Hurry up and take the child back and have a good rest."

Kim Jong Kook got up and bowed to her: "Then thank you doctor."

"Okay, let's go back quickly. The brother and sister have such a good relationship. Seeing that you are sweating profusely. Remember to take good care of your sister when you go home."

Dr. Jiang's compliment made Jin Zhongguo smile shyly, and replied loudly: "Okay." This is my sister, of course I have to take good care of her.Holding Chen Sisi out of the office.

Chapter 6

The seven-day bed rest was more difficult than Chen Sisi imagined. Even a sleepy person like her could feel the pain from the cracks in the bones, the pain from too much sleep.Sleep, sleep, still sleep.She had always enjoyed sleeping, but for the first time she felt a headache.

When she opened her eyes again, her thoughts were still a little confused, and she slept drowsily for a few days, and she didn't even know what day it was today.Struggling to sit up from the bed, leaning on the back with a pillow, tilting his head and looking out of the window, it was another dusk when the tired bird returned home. What I saw most during this time was this piece of land that was dyed red by the colorful sunset glow. horizon.

According to legend, in ancient Japan, dusk was considered to be the transition period between day and night, and it was the time when people and ghosts and ghosts could appear at the same time. Therefore, dusk is called the time of encountering demons.Is it because I fell asleep while watching RM, so I returned to the present at the time of the devil?

As soon as this idea appeared in her mind, Chen Sisi shook her head with a smile, she really fell asleep, thinking about all these things.He casually took the small mirror next to the bed, and involuntarily hummed a nursery rhyme that he heard other children sing when he was a child: "I went to the city yesterday and saw a person, the pockmark was scary, the big one was like a watermelon, and the small one was like a watermelon. Sesame seeds, the smallest and the smallest ones haven't sprouted yet."

The current look on his face can be regarded as sesame seeds.If she hadn't been seen by Yan Qi, her friend from her previous life, she would have been scared to death, who told her she has trypophobia?Speaking of Yan Qi, this person is a netizen of his own, who has never met before, but unexpectedly hit it off.I have known each other on the Internet for more than three years, complaining together, and chasing old meat together, he is probably the person I am most reluctant to part with after my rebirth.

With a low sigh, he put the mirror in his hand back on the bedside table, picked up the paper and pen placed next to him, and drew a vertical line heavily, and the word "正" will be completed in one day.Unknowingly, I have been in the room for four days, which is not a difficult task for an out-and-out nerd girl. She sleeps so softly, and she really feels sick and nauseated when she mentions sleeping.

The emptiness, loneliness and coldness hit Chen Sisi from all directions. She subconsciously used a pen to blacken all the places with '0' in the characters; then erased them with an eraser, and continued to smear;

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When Jin Zhongguo returned home, it was already dark.He hummed a song, snapped his fingers rhythmically, and walked home step by step under the gentle moonlight.His good mood only lasted until he stepped into the house.

Han Yingmei, who was knitting a sweater in the living room, raised her head and glanced at him when she heard the voice: "Your school is on holiday these days, how do you keep going home so late every day?"

Er... Jin Zhongguo withdrew his hands and stood in front of Han Yingmei in a military posture: "Isn't that going out with my classmates? Mom, why are you still awake? Are you knitting a sweater for me?"

"Are you wearing a pink sweater?" Han Yingmei pinched the size of the sweater, secretly thinking that the needle can be narrowed after three rounds.

Kim Jong Kook walked up to her and stopped, "Is it the gospel?"

Han Yingmei nodded, and quickened her movements: "Don't change the subject, you haven't said where you have been these few days. My sister is sick and resting at home, and you don't talk about taking care of her, and you run outside all day long, a little brother There's nothing like that."

"Didn't you let her sleep more, I went, how did she sleep?" I have to say that as long as it is a male, whether it is big or small, its thinking is very strange at certain times.If the doctor told them to sleep more, they felt that there was no need to look at it; if the doctor said they couldn't eat, they probably wouldn't touch a grain of rice.

Han Yingmei often sees this point in her husband, and now she experiences it in her son again. She has a feeling of powerlessness from inside: "Zhong Guo, the doctor asked my sister to rest more, but I didn’t make her a Sleeping Beauty, and she couldn’t wake up. Think about it, would you be lonely if you were alone at home? You like Bruce Lee and Jackie Chan because they are heroes, so you think you are acting like a hero now ?"

"The mission of a hero is to eradicate the strong and help the weak, and it's not such small things." Jin Zhongguo muttered softly.

Han Yingmei suppressed her smile and looked at him: "You can't even do this well, and you still want to help the weak? Let me tell you, before becoming a hero, a hero starts from small things."

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The rumbling thunder came from far and near, and after the thunder, the downpour came as expected, accompanied by lightning bolts piercing the sky.The rain was so dense that it blurred Chen Sisi's vision in the room.

Such a rainy scene made her burst out laughing. I remember that when I read and wrote essays in the past, I always wrote in the same way, "June, baby face, change as soon as you say it." Thinking about it now, it still feels full of laughter .

Looking at the acacia tree shaking in the violent storm outside the window, Chen Sisi felt a little regret in her heart. The house they live in now is a bungalow, which cannot satisfy her 'gloating' mentality.In my previous life, I had a special hobby. I especially liked to sit on my balcony on rainy days and look down at those people without umbrellas, panicking in the rain.

Alas... Such a hobby cannot be realized today.Once again, I picked up the drawing book and pen placed by the bed, and began to draw lightly.

When Kim Jong Kook came here, he saw such a scene. The little girl with messy long hair, wearing a fleece coat, lowered her head and seriously drew something on the paper.The room was so quiet that only pencils and drawing books came from