His Long Love

Ji Wanzhou and Meng Qingge two people toss is not too big a problem, these things are just some brain.

But snow has been scared, she was rescued, looking at the mess around, she likes to keep arguing.

Just out of a sweat, by the air conditioning in the room for half a day, the sweat is back, people also have a fever.

"Qingge, snow looks listless. What's the matter?" Ji Wanzhou noticed that the little Tuan Zi lying on Meng Qingge's body was not quite right. Her face was red and her spirit was not at all.

Meng Qingge noticed that Xuexue's face was not right. She reached out and touched it, but it was a little hot.

Meng Qingge suddenly some flustered, she held snow and rushed out.

Children fever is also very dangerous, if not properly handled, it is likely to burn more seriously, causing other diseases.

Looking at Meng Qingge's anxious appearance, Ji Wanzhou reached out and grabbed her little wife and put her into her car. "Don't be awkward. Now you can't drive. Follow me first. I'll take you to the hospital."

"Drive fast and talk less." Meng Qingge holds Xuexue and takes off her coat and wraps it on Xuexue. At this time, she can't care about any other things. Ji Wanzhou is the best driver now. Of course, she will take this car.

For season evening boat want what return, Meng Qingge has no intention to consider, as long as snow and snow have nothing to do, let her how can.

"There's an air conditioning blanket in the back." Season evening boat see Meng Qingge in a layer of snow, he immediately reminded, "you do not let yourself cold."

"I see." Meng Qingge said in a low, stuffy voice, got up and turned out the air conditioning blanket. Meng Qingge didn't wear it himself, but it was all wrapped in snow and snow.

Snow legs constantly pedal clothes, Meng Qingge can only cover snow again and again.

Looking at the helpless groan and groan of Xiaotuan Zi, Meng Qingge's heart will be broken. How can he have such a big dereliction of duty.

"Here we are. Let's go." Ji Wanzhou said get out of the car, open the back door, first hold down the snow.

"Well, wait for me." Meng Qingge this just reacts to come over, immediately gets off the car, closely follows season evening boat all the way trot.

I spent a lot of time in the hospital. Fortunately, I only had some fever. I could take some medicine. The doctor said that I would be hospitalized for observation for one night.

Meng Qingge repeatedly said yes, the doctor gave a stack of bills, went to the payment window, Meng Qingge felt wrong.

She is still wearing a dress, even the mobile phone is not on her body, this time just reflected, she did not have a cent, how to pay, but snow is here.

Meng Qingge gritted his teeth. Anyway, he owed Ji Wanzhou one favor, and the two were the same. He simply turned to Ji Wanzhou and said, "I don't have money on me. Can you lend me some first?"

Meng Qingge said quickly, looking at the response of the season evening boat.

Ji Wanzhou seems to have expected it, but is waiting for Meng Qingge to say it himself. He went to the side of Meng Qingge, and leaned to Meng Qingge, "it's inconvenient for me to take the card here by myself, and I still hold snow and snow."

Meng Qingge did not hesitate to reach out to find out the quarter of the boat purse, skilled pull out a credit card, "password."

Ji Wanzhou smiles at her, "the password has not changed, you use it directly."

Meng Qingge was a little flustered for a moment. She felt that these familiar things were swallowing some of her things, like something that she couldn't grasp and kept slipping away from her.

But she didn't know what it was. It was a wonderful feeling.

Meng Qingge paid the money in a hurry and took snow and snow to get a fever reduction needle.

Xuexue lies on the bed and is coated with Iodophor by the doctor. The cold feeling makes xiaotuanzi open his eyes, and happens to see the needle tube in the doctor's aunt's hand. The sharp needle emits cold light under the light.

Snow snow don't feel good, this thing hit on PP is not good, snow immediately on the bed kept twisting, just don't want injection.

"Family members, come and help. You can't get an injection like this." The doctor had a needle in one hand and snow in the other.

Ji Wanzhou stoops to look at Xiaoxue's face, and repeatedly pacifies Xuexue, who wants him to lie on the ground and not move. "The little Tuan is not good, but he still has a bad temper at this time."

"Then I don't want an injection." Snow soft said, long been tortured by fever no strength, but still pout mouth full face unwilling.

"Strawberry mousse will be eaten after the injection." Season evening boat continues to coax, let snow relax.

Meng Qingge looked around. Fortunately, there was no one waiting in line for injection. Otherwise, it would be more troublesome.

When Meng Qingge thought about it like this, she turned back and there were two or three parents at the door.

No child can be anxious.

Meng Qingge looked at the snow and snow that was still making trouble, so he had to press the small ball on the bed and let him not move, "doctor, please."

"No problem." The doctor saw more of this kind of scene, the needle quickly, a tube of medicine quickly finished.Snow eat pain, suddenly began to cry, "bad Mommy, snow don't want you."

Meng Qingge wants to hold up Xiaotuan, but is opened to the other side with a wave of Xuexue's fist.

Season evening boat had to pick up the snow again, "children sleep up, it's OK, don't put it in the heart."

Her baby, so dependent on others, Meng Qingge suddenly a little jealous.

"My child, what are you comforting?" Meng Qingge unhappy response, she also pout and can not help looking at the snow in the arms of the season evening boat.

A child is still a child. He fell asleep again after a few words.

Ji Wanzhou put snow and snow on the children's cot in the hospital, and there was an adult's bed beside it, which was obviously prepared to be used by adults who took care of the children.

"Let's have a rest first. I don't have any problems. Don't worry." Ji Wanzhou reaches out and pats the bed beside her, rarely taking care of Meng Qingge peacefully.

"Who's worried about you?" Meng Qingge glared at him, holding his arm and looking at the season evening boat, "who knows you will not take advantage of me to do anything."

"What can I do? I've already done what I can." Ji Wanzhou chuckles, thinking that the little wife will not even find an excuse.

"Ji Wanzhou, if you are used one after another, you also know what it will be like." Meng Qingge's sudden low mood, even her own some can not stand.

She sat on the other side of the chair, looked at the snow closely, reached out to try the temperature of snow's forehead, and was afraid that snow would wake up.

The hand was half an inch above her forehead.