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Chapter 1949 Lieyan Chapter: Tangtang's Playmate

Yuan Jue cleaned his hands with his jaw and unfolded the acupuncture. The acupuncture was glowing with silver light.

He twisted a silver needle and came in front of Tangtang. Facing such a cute little girl like a snow ball, he also became soft: "Tangtang, I will prick it a few times in a while, you can't move, you know What? Uncle promises you that it won't hurt, just like being bitten by a mosquito."

Looking at the sharp acupuncture, Xiao Tangtang shrank her whole body in fear, curled up her toes, grabbed the doll and hugged her tightly in her arms, looked at Yuan Jue timidly with her big wet eyes, and looked at Yuan Jue timidly. Looking at Murong Yan.

"Mother is here, mother is holding Tangtang's hand, it doesn't hurt." Before the needle was inserted, Murong Yan was already crying from distress.

Xiaotangtang also wants to talk, also wants to call her parents, also wants to sing, and also wants to play with other children.

Now she looks like a little monster.

No matter what she said, no one could understand her.

Xiao Tangtang bravely put the doll aside, watched Murongyan open her small mouth with big wet eyes and said something silently.

"Baby is so brave." Murong Yan was pleased, and held Tangtang's little hand sadly.

Dugulie's mood sank.

His daughter suffered from such difficulties since she was a child, and he was too worried.

Yuan Jue twisted the silver needle and stuck it on Tangtang's skin.

Xiao Tangtang's big wet eyes were filled with tears, and she held onto the doll pitifully, without saying a word.

The more brave and well-behaved she is, the more uncomfortable Murong Yan is, tears are falling down, she has always been very strong, but she is weak and defeated in front of her daughter.

A row of silver needles is done.

Seeing Murong Yan crying very sad, Xiao Tangtang raised her small arm and reached out to wipe Murong Yan's tears, silently opened her small mouth and whined, not knowing what she was saying.

"Tangtang, what do you want to say? Does it hurt? Is it hard?" Murong Yan hated that she couldn't understand her daughter's mouth shape, she couldn't understand her daughter's pain, she couldn't understand her daughter's worry, she was so anxious. Ants on a pot.

On the side, Jing Chan, who understands lip language, said slowly, "Tangtang said, mother, Tangtang doesn't hurt, mother doesn't cry."

One sentence made Murong Yan burst into tears, she couldn't take it anymore, she got up and ran out, lying on the door frame to vent her inner pain heartily.

Dugu Lie chased after him, hugged Murong Yan from behind, turned her weeping little pear face with rain, and kissed her tears dry: "Don't cry, why are you like a child, no, why don't you even Children can't compare, but Tangtang didn't shed a single tear, you can't behave so badly in front of Tangtang."

She covered her face, feeling very ashamed: "I'm the worst mother, I didn't protect Tangtang well, I'm too bad."

"You're not bad at all, you've done a good job, blame me, blame me if you want." Dugu Lie's voice was hoarse, he moved her hand away, and wiped away her tears: "Don't cry, let's go in Bar."

She gave a choked 'en' and walked towards the room.

Jing Chan was chatting with Tangtang because she could read lips, distracting her attention, Murong Yan glanced at Jing Chan gratefully.

For three consecutive days, Xiao Tangtang received acupuncture every day, took pills, and drank soup. Every time she finished drinking the soup, she hugged her beloved doll and whispered silently.

Her fleshy little hands patted the little doll's belly, and then patted her own round belly, as if to say: Tangtang's belly is full of medicine.

(End of this chapter)