My Husband, Warm The Bed

"Brother, what's the matter with you?" Jane was so anxious that she patted Xiao Qinghe on the face, only to find out that he had a high fever.

Xiao Qinghe's forehead, face and body The temperature was so hot that she was shocked.

"Dad, I'm useless I'm not good I can't help ran... " In his confusion, Xiao Qinghe sobbed and said something intermittently.

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Jane raised his feet and laid him flat on the sofa. "Brother, don't be afraid. I'll let the doctor show you right away."

It's said that no matter how healthy you are, as long as you are sick, you can't get up.

Jane called the family doctor to help Xiao Qinghe see the situation.

When the doctor arrived, he probed Xiao Qinghe's temperature with his hand and immediately decided to give him an injection.

Because the disease of Xiaoqinghe is too sudden and fierce, a needle can only temporarily alleviate the situation of Xiaoqinghe, and it has little effect.

After the injection, the doctor immediately hanged the brooch for Xiao Qinghe.

"Doctor, how is my brother doing?" Asked Jane anxiously.

"The doctor said:" Mr. Xiao is depressed into gas, chest blocked with a grievance, can not vent, so angry attack heart, suddenly fell ill

"Will he have a big problem?" asked Jane

The doctor comforted: "my wife, don't worry, this problem won't be too serious. I'll give him two vials of Brooch first, and he'll be better when he wakes up. As for the state of mind, you should advise him more. "

Jane still wants to ask the doctor what is the situation in Xiao Qinghe's mind, but he can't really see the psychological problems.

The elder brother of her family is a famous psychological master. Unfortunately, doctors can only cure others, but not themselves, no matter whether they are physical or psychological.

Jane doesn't know what happened to her brother?

When Xiao Qinghe hung the brooch, Jane was always with him, and the big eyes of shuilingling stared at him without blinking.

"Brother, what's the matter with you? If you have something in mind, you can say it. You can't say it to others, can't you say it to your sister? "

She is his sister. She is the closest person in the world. If he has something, he should find her to solve it.

"Dad, I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry Confused, Xiao Qinghe cried to his father, tears rolling down his eyes.

It's said that men don't flick their tears lightly. Before, let alone see the tears of Xiaoqing River. She didn't even see his embarrassed appearance.

In front of her, Xiao Qinghe has always maintained a tall and handsome image.

He often said that he was an elder brother. In front of his younger sister, he must keep his elder brother's demeanor and never leave a bad impression on his younger sister.

Therefore, when Jane sees Xiaoqinghe, he is always so spirited, as if everything is under his control.

Today, Xiaoqinghe not only does not maintain the image of the past, but also tears in his eyes, which makes his heart ache, but also makes him cry.

Xiaoqinghe has always been in a state of ignorance, and he said that sentence back and forth in his mouth.

Jane grabbed Xiao Qinghe's hand: "brother, what's the matter with you?"

Their father died for many years, their hearts were down, Jane did not know how Xiao Qinghe suddenly miss his father so much?

"Dad, I'm sorry I can't help you I can't help ran... " Said Xiao Qinghe in pain.

"Brother..." Jane really wants to slap him and wake him up.

"Dad, run, run But run Qin Yue... Go away... " Xiaoqinghe said more and more quietly, the last few words like mosquito, simply did not hear clearly.

Her brother must be having a nightmare, she guessed.

He may have dreamed of his father, whom he had not seen for many years.

Thinking that my father never came back when he went out, he left him alone and lived in the world. Over the years, he came here step by step.

Jane didn't say anything more, just clenched Xiao Qinghe's hand and told him that they had no parents, but he still had her sister.

No matter what happens, as long as he needs her, she must be by his side, just like today.

……

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao ran came back on time from the kindergarten. Hearing that Aunt Xiangxiu said that her uncle had come home again, Xiao ran was so excited that she jumped upstairs.

"Uncle!" She opened the door of the guest room, first looked out of her small head, and saw that her uncle was putting a needle.

"But the baby is back." Jane looked back and smiled at Xiao ran.

"Mother, is my uncle ill?" Small Ran Ran came, a head into her mother's arms, is very distressed to Du Du small mouth.

"My uncle is ill, but he will soon get better." Jane picked up Xiao ran and pinched her face. "But if you are here with my uncle, he will get better faster."

"Mom, but help Uncle Huhu, and uncle Huhu won't hurt." In xiaoranan's heart, Huhu * * is the most effective panacea. No matter what kind of illness, you can only breathe twice.

"Good! Then help my uncle to wake up quickly. " Jianran puts xiaoranran beside Xiaoqinghe, paying special attention not to let xiaoranran touch the bottle needle.

Xiaoranran stooped and breathed a few breaths into Xiaoqinghe's pinhead hand, then blinked her beautiful big eyes to observe Xiaoqinghe's reaction.

"Little ran..." Xiao Qinghe opened his eyes and smiled at Xiao Ranran's weakness. "But baby, my uncle has no strength. I can't hold you today. I'll hold you another day."

"Can you still hurt, uncle?" small ran asked

Xiao Qinghe shook his head: "if you help my uncle, he will not hurt."

Xiao Qinghe woke up when he changed the second bottle, but his heart was very restless, and he didn't know whether to let Jane know about his father, so he was sleeping.

At this moment, Xiaoran gave him a shout. He wanted to pretend to sleep, but he couldn't bear to see Xiaoran's disappointed eyes, so he woke up.

Jianran also knew that he had been awake for a long time. He didn't want to talk, and she didn't say anything more. She accompanied him silently.

"But I'll help my uncle again!" Well, I don't feel any pain when I hear my uncle's words. But I feel that I've helped a lot. I'm happy to wave my little hand.

Xiaoqinghe raised another hand without a needle, gently rubbed Xiaoran's head, and his heart began to struggle again.

If he insists on finding Qin Yue to avenge his father, Xiao ran will surely know that her most adored father is a murderer.

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