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The two walked out of the laboratory slowly and sat together in front of the fireplace.

It's already deep winter, and the temperature in the mountains is low, so the fire in the fireplace has never been extinguished.

Both Rongyan and Gu Hesheng's hands were purple from the cold, and it took them a while to warm up and regain some consciousness.

Gu Hesheng said: "For a while, soak it in hot water, and then apply some antifreeze ointment to avoid frostbite."

Rong Yan nodded: "Well, good..."

Liancheng Yazhi and Rong Nuo's body temperature dropped at this moment, and their faces finally had a moment of slack in their hearts. Just now they were highly nervous, and they kept repeating the same movement. She was so tired that she wanted to rest, but she didn't dare. Just relax.

Rong Yan said to Gu Hesheng: "Dad, I will ask the kitchen to make you something to eat. After you finish your meal, go and rest for a while. You are too old to stand this kind of tossing."

Gu Hesheng smiled: "It's okay, I'm in good health."

He is indeed very tired. He is always tired easily when he is old.

But at least Liancheng Yazhi and Miaomiao can be fine, no matter how tired he is, it's worth it.

Rong Yan said to him: "The situation is stable now, you can rest assured."

Suddenly the baby's cry interrupted the conversation between the two, and the maid came over with an anxious look on her face.

"Young madam, the young master has been crying, maybe he's hungry..."

Today, it was almost dark from morning to now, and none of the adults in the family had time to spare, and Yan Yan didn't even eat his morning meal.

Miaomiao and Liancheng Yazhi were both lying on the experimental table, and the situation was not very good, so it was easy to ignore the youngest son. Hearing the cry of the quack, his face was worried, and he hurriedly said: "Come on, show me look."

She knew her son was very hungry just by looking at it. She felt distressed and felt guilty, so she hurriedly said to the maid: "Go and make a bottle of milk, and control the temperature."

Guagua was born on the National Day, and now the first month of the Gregorian calendar is almost over, and it has been almost four months.

The four-month-old baby's breastfeeding period is far from over, but Rong Yan has been worrying about Liancheng Yazhi's father and daughter for the past few days. She can't eat well, sleep well, rest well, and worry all day long. Milk.

The youngest son has a particularly picky mouth, and he doesn't like to drink the milk powder that is prepared. If he is not hungry, he will not take a sip at all. So these days, adults can't help but be exhausted by tossing, even the little guy croak I lost some weight.

Guagua was carried into her arms by Rongyan and shook gently. The little guy recognized people, especially the appearance was more accurate. Once he entered her arms, his crying sound decreased significantly.

Rong Yan kissed Guagua's soft little face, and said softly: "Baby, don't cry, are you hungry... There will be something to eat in a while."

The cry of croaking gradually subsided, and she looked at her face with teary eyes. The big eyes were washed by tears, and they were black and bright, clear and clean, more dazzling than the most dazzling gemstones in the world.

Quacking and twitching, her small mouth was deflated, and she looked extremely aggrieved. Two small paws protruded from the swaddling clothes, very skillfully trying to grab the clothes on Rongyan's chest, and her small face kept rubbing against her chest. ,

Rong Yan sighed, held the little guy in his claws, and put it down gently.

Now she really has nothing to feed Guagua, she also wants to eat well, rest well and sleep well, and then raise the child to be white and fat,

But in the current situation, she really can't help it.