The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Su Xiaomo was holding Chuchu, and the moment he received the call, his face was pale.

When she put away the phone, she felt a little itchy on her face, and stretched out her hands, it turned to be tears on her face.

The news spread quickly, and the city panicked.

Su Xiaomo numbly sat on the sofa and brushed WeChat. In the past, no matter how late or no surgery, He Jiayu would send her a message.

But today, nothing.

In order to divert attention, she refreshed the circle of friends. A friend sent out the statement: All the medical staff and patients who wish to participate in the treatment will die, so that it will not pollute the air, and there will be no way for the flu to be transmitted ~ Please support like it ~

Su Xiaomo's tears suddenly fell out, and a "grass mud horse" was replied, decisively pulling people to the black.

Chu Chu will say simple words, and milk sounded milkily: "Mama ... no, don't cry ... kiss ..."

She pouted at Su Xiaomo and kissed her mother's face.

The door bell rang, Su Xiaomo dragged his tired body to open the door, and An Xia Xia's panicked face came into view.

"Momo!"

Seeing Su Xiaomo crying, An Xia Xia's eyes were also red.

"Don't worry ... it's not atypical pneumonia, avian flu or something, maybe it's just a small flu, and it's good to work out a vaccine." Anxiaxia walked into the room and couldn't even change her slippers, anxiously comforting Su Xiaomo.

Su Xiaomo tried to make a laugh, but it was uglier than crying.

Anxiaxia took her to sit down on the sofa, washed Chuchu with milk powder first, and called Su Xiaomo outside to eat her.

Chu Chu was very obedient and obedient, and fell asleep after eating.

Anshasha pulled two blankets, turned on the Internet TV, and tried to say in a happy tone: "Watch a variety show or a movie?"

Su Xiaomo clutched the blanket and said nothing.

An Xia Xia picked a movie and pressed play.

It's an old movie with themes of zombies, medical treatment, shootout ...

However, the tone of the film is very heavy. Whenever there is no hope in life, there will always be more difficulties, making people feel endless despair.

"Ahem ... let's get another one." An Xiaxia picked up the remote control, and Su Xiaomo murmured softly: "Just look at this."

"Ok."

Su Xiaomo looks at the protagonist on the screen. He is a very handsome and handsome doctor. He has excellent medical skills. When he laughs, the corners of his lips are slightly raised, and he is not gentle.

Same as He Jiayu.

When he picked up the scalpel, it was also Qingjun Fan | People, seriously performed every operation, and seriously treated every patient.

But ... as a doctor, he can save people all over the world, but he cannot save himself.

Looking at Su Xiaomo's big tears, An Xia Xia only felt a puff in her heart.

She rarely saw Su Xiaomo's tears. When she was in junior high school, she quarreled with the boys. She still laughed and talked about dirty sections.

The word fragile seemed to be indifferent to her.

An Xia Xia took her into her arms, "It's okay ... it will be okay. Momo, don't cry ..."

The sound of the phone vibrating sounded, Su Xiaomo suddenly woke up and grabbed the phone in a hurry.

There is a red dot on the green WeChat icon.

"I ... I don't dare, you help me see ..." Su Xiaomo threw the phone to An Xia Xia, his fingers clenched.

An Xia Xia opened, and Su Xiaomo was more excited: "He Jiayu! He Jiayu has sent you a message!"