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Chapter 337 Every Child Has a Hundred Thousand Whys in His Mind

At this time, Si Mochen was infusing fluid, and wiped the corner of his eyes with his free hand.

"...an old neighbor for decades, like my own parents, how can I not feel sorry for her, and I can't go to see her even if I want to." Si Mochen told about Grandma Wang's car accident.

Yang Ding patted his knee twice with his big hand, and said: "You go and see, let's not talk about whether you can't get into the ICU, let's talk about your physical condition, let's talk about it after you have fully recovered!"

Yang Ding's tone was quite severe, and he spoke directly.

"The old lady is like that. You can't do anything but shed a few tears when you go. The two children in her family are not short of money. Naturally, they use the best ones. You are in a critical period now. After all, it is an operation. It is debilitating, even if you leave the hospital and go back to find a Chinese medicine doctor, it will take half a year to recuperate."

Yang Ding spoke loudly, waking up Shushu who was sleeping. The little guy rubbed his eyes and looked at the strange ward and crib before curling his lips.

Si Nian stepped forward, pulled Shushu out of the bed and carried him into his arms.

"Okay, mom is here, grandma is here, and Shushu, let's see who's here?" Si Nian pointed to Yang Ding, leaving the little guy in suspense.

"Yo! I didn't pay attention and woke you up?" Yang Ding changed his rigid attitude, and now his voice softened a lot.

Shushu naturally still has an impression of the tall and handsome grandpa in front of him.

He was holding himself all the time when he returned home from Switzerland and stayed in the middle of the flight.

"Hello, Grandpa Yang!" The little girl's voice was soft and waxy, and her eyes were ignorant just after waking up, but they were sparkling and beautiful.

"Baby is so good. Grandpa came back to buy you a gift this time, and someone will deliver it to you later." Yang Ding said, then turned to Si Mochen and said, "I'll stay here for a few nights and let the child go home Go to sleep, it's not good to rest here."

Si Nian was putting on a coat for Shushu, when he heard Yang Ding say this, he stopped his movements and looked at his mother.

Si Mochen said: "Last night, on the first day of surgery, another infusion was needed. If Ruoruo didn't leave, Lu Yan will not need you tonight."

When Si Mochen said this, it was regarded as a refusal.

Si Nian took out a comb to braid Shushu's hair again.

After a while of silence in the ward, Yang Ding said.

"Okay, I'll stay a little longer and go back later."

Having already made a concession, Si Mochen couldn't say anything.

After staying in the ward for a while, Shushu was about to go out to play, so Si Nian had no choice but to put on a down jacket and a hat for her, and went downstairs fully dressed himself.

There is a small garden in the backyard on the first floor of the inpatient department. The sun is still good at this time, and many patients come here for a walk.

Si Nian held Shushu's hand, and watched the little girl kick the stones under her feet as she walked.

"Mom, when will these rose flowers bloom?"

"Mom, why can I only hear the chirping sound but not the bird?"

"Mom, why does grandpa sit in this kind of car?"

……

Every child has a hundred thousand whys in his mind.

Si Nian answered the little guy patiently.

The little guy will nod his head whether he understands it or not, and will add a sentence when he thinks of it.

"Thank you mom, mom is great and knows everything!"

The little girl's voice was crisp and clear, and several patients passing by couldn't help but praise her.

"This kid is so handsome!"

"This kid speaks so clearly!"

……

Miao Cancan came out of the laboratory building, took a shortcut to go to the inpatient department, just passed the small garden, and saw Si Nian in a white down jacket lowering his head and talking to Shushu in a yellow down jacket.

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