Daddy, Pursue Mommy Quickly

The next room is the music room.

There is a crack in the door of the classroom. Looking from the door, you can see Shen Xiu's quiet side face. Under the light of the halo, it looks soft and perfect, just like a banished immortal. It is very beautiful.

Xia Bing's pen, so unconsciously outlined the first line.

Gradually, a rough outline appeared on the paper.

It was Shen Xiu, who she knew well.

Next, it's time to fill in the facial features.

Xia Bing smiles and follows his memory to describe Shen Xiu's appearance.

But with the painting, the pen on Xia Bing's hand gradually lost control.

Looking at the portrait on the painting paper, Xia Bing suddenly remembered the dream last night.

The deep voice called her name, let her palpitating lips, in the depth of the mind, lingering stay, how can not be waved away.

As soon as the tip of the pen turned, she began to follow the lip in the dream last night, and gradually outlined it.

The better the lip shape is, the more she looks at it, the more familiar she feels.

As if this person is a very important person in her life, but she has forgotten him.

Xia Bing hammered his head and thought carefully.

But I can't remember who this man was.

A face with only a mouth is so empty that people can't think of anyone at all. But Xia Bing knows that she is painting another person, not Shen Xiu.

But who is that man?

How important is he to her?

Xia Bing's head hurt. Suddenly, a classmate in the class let out a painful groan.

This groan. Groan, immediately will Xia Bing's attention to pull back.

She quickly put down the brush in her hand and went to the voice of the students.

The child's name is Lu Rui.

Usually looking at a lively and active little boy, now it is red face, a face of pain.

"Lurei, what's the matter with you?" Xia Bing asked with concern.

Lu Rui seemed to be unable to breathe. He spoke very hard and hoarse: "I, I feel terrible!"

"Uncomfortable?" Xia Bing frowned and nervously asked, "where is it hard?"

"I, I can't breathe..."

Xia Bing is so flustered that she tears off the collar of his clothes. There is no problem. But she can clearly see that Lu Rui is not pretending. His red face is hard to say. He is really in trouble.

Xia Bing has no time to think about anything else.

Next to the school is the only clinic on the island. Xia Bing holds him horizontally and goes straight out of the classroom and rushes to the clinic.

"Lurei, hold on. The teacher will take you to the clinic right away."

Lu Rui's small hands tightly grasp Xia Bing's sleeve. His face is red to his neck.

In the clinic, the doctor carefully examined Lu Rui's physical condition. Lu Rui had a lot of red pimples just for a short time.

The doctor's face was solemn.

He asked lurei, "what did you have for lunch?"

Lu Rui gasped and said, "eggs, fried rice, plus a mango."

The doctor frowned: "you are allergic to bronchial asthma. What about your family? My medical environment here is limited, you must go to the big hospital in Liancheng immediately

Hearing this, Lu Rui tightly pursed his lips and his head dropped slightly.

The doctor's brow frowned deeper: "didn't you hear me? Call your family now! You must go to the big hospital for treatment at once, without any delay! "