Chapter 7

Wanwan was so frightened that her face turned pale, she looked at the back of her hand with a pale face, her eyes blinked after she finally stopped crying, and her small mouth opened...

Huo Yin quickly covered her mouth with his hands, and at the same time pressed her head into his arms.

He had a premonition that Wanwan would cry worse than the kid next door.

Sure enough, until the child next door stopped crying and was still happily watching cartoons, the little girl was still crying in his arms.

"It hurts... woo woo woo..."

"Wanwan's hand hurts... hurt..."

Huo Yin: "..."

The grandma in the next bed went out to fetch water, the child couldn't stand it any longer, and gave instructions: "Big brother, if your wife is in pain, you can blow it to her, just like my grandma did just now, it won't hurt after a whistling."

As the child spoke, he raised the back of his hand and blew to himself.

Wanwan opened her eyes wide, expecting to look at Huo Yin.

Hurrah.

...

There is half a bottle of drip left.

Finally coaxing her to stop crying, Huo Yin wrung a towel to wipe her tears, pinched her nose and licked her snot, and stuffed her back into bed.

Wanwan didn't have an ID card, so Huo Yin took her to a private clinic next to the hospital. Although the scale was not as large as the hospital, headaches and fevers could still be treated.

After Huo Yin left, the grandmother in the next bed took away the child's mobile phone and strictly asked him to close his eyes and go to sleep.

After the grandma also went out, the two children, one big and one small, chatted with each other.

Wanwan had so many questions she wanted to ask, and she was very curious about this strange world, so the two of them faced each other and chatted happily.

When Huo Yin came back, she heard Wanwan's soft exclamation: "Really? Are there really chickens that can take us to the sky?"

"Of course, the plane..."

Huo Yin pushed the door open, and the child's voice stopped abruptly.

He likes this beautiful young lady, although she is a bit silly, but he doesn't like the big tall one, his eyes are cold, and he feels scared.

Wanwan was very excited, because Huo Yin took out a handful of things from his pocket and gave them to her.

She likes blueberry candies.

His breathing was heavy and slow, he took two pieces of paper from the bedside table and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He ran to many shops, but he couldn't buy this kind of candy, so he ran home and brought the rest.

Wan Wan's eyebrows and eyes were crooked with a smile: "I want three...ah no, four, okay?"

The corners of Huo Yin's tight lips curled up imperceptibly, and he reached out to pat her on the head.

nod.

Sure enough, a child can be happy like this with a piece of candy.

Huo Yin didn't know that what Wanwan was happy about was another matter.

It turned out that the general was not dead.

Sun Xiaohai said, this is the 21st century, and they are all still alive.

The drip would last for three hours. After the end, Huo Yin took people back, because the infusion was needed tomorrow, so the indwelling needle in Wanwan's hand was not removed, and she was like holding a golden bowl along the way, pitiful Xi holding his hand.

I am less afraid of the cars flying around on the street.

Moreover, Sun Xiaohai said that these are the same things as "carriages", which can carry people for a long distance.

It's just that Wanwan is a little strange, since she saw the car, where are the horses hiding?

She looked left and right curiously, and when she was frightened by something occasionally, she would just sneak into Huo Yin's arms, trying not to let herself scream.

She can't lose her face, she is the Princess Showa of the Great Zhou Dynasty...

It's not the kind of bum with little knowledge that Sun Xiaohai said.

(End of this chapter)

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