My dear President, Please make a detour

"Brother!" little Laurie looked up and tried to see the crying bag.

But because of her height, even if she looked up, she couldn't see her crying face.

Seeing this, Qin Zijin brought her a chair directly.

"Well, you can see it now," Qin Zijin said.

Little Lori stepped on the chair and saw the crying bag's face.

"Brother, don't sleep." little Laurie's soft and sweet voice rang at the head of the bed.

The crying bag closed her eyes and didn't respond to her voice.

Little Lori was not discouraged. She stretched out her chubby little hand and poked her crying bag's arm.

"Brother," cried Little Lori, "mom is too wordy to stay in bed“

"Let's go play," said little Laurie mildly, "sugar, here's a chance for you."

Everyone in the room looked at them like this, and no one made a noise to disturb them both.

I don't know how long it took. When everyone thought that little Lori would leave when she was tired, no one thought that her eyelashes trembled.

Qin Zijin has been watching the movement of crying bag, so he didn't miss his every move.

"Jian Qianyu, he moved!" Qin Zijin grabbed Jian Qianyu's arm and cried in his excited voice.

Jian Qianyu also insisted on being calm and rang the bell.

After a while, the doctor hurried over.

After an examination, the doctor's face finally showed a happy expression.

"Fortunately, the situation has stabilized now," the doctor said with a smile. "Next, he won't be in any danger. Just take good care of him."

Qin Zijin covered his mouth and leaned on Jian Qianyu's shoulder with relief.

Little Lori was still in the ward. She went to Qin Zijin, stretched out her hand and pulled Qin Zijin's clothes. She asked naively, "aunt, is my brother going to get up?"

Qin Zijin touched her head: "he will get up soon. Let him play with you at that time."

Little Laurie blinked and looked confused.

"Well..." a low hum came from the hospital bed.

Qin Zijin turned his head and just saw crying bag open his eyes. He was looking around blankly.

Jian Qianyu, Zijin, stepped in front of the crying bag, bowed his head and asked, "son, is there any pain on your body?"

Little crying bag hem opened his hand and asked for a hug: "Dad, hug."

Jian Qianyu bent down and hugged him, but he didn't pick him up.

"Darling, you're still infusing." Jian Qianyu said in a gentle voice, "Dad will lift you up after losing, okay?"

What little weeping bag liked most was to be held high by his father, so when he heard this, he smiled and bent his eyes immediately.

And just happy, crying bag heard a familiar voice.

"Brother, brother, look at me." little Laurie called at him.

Crying bag looked at her voice. When she saw little Lori, her face turned red.

"Yes, I'm sorry," cried Bao in a low voice to the lady next to him.

Although the little crying bag is small, it is already a little sensible.

He knew that if he hadn't been too naughty and ran around with his little sister, he wouldn't have met bad people and hurt his little sister.

The lady heard his apology and smiled gently at him: "it doesn't matter. It's not Mo Mo's fault this time."

In order to appease him, the wife specially held Laurie in front of him, smiled and said, "Xiao Xiao, hurry up to coax your brother."

Little Laurie opened her eyes wide and looked like she was thinking seriously.

Then she grabbed the sheet, climbed to the bed and kissed her crying bag.

Just like crying bag did to her before.

Kissed

The crying bag was stunned for a moment, and immediately his smiling eyes bent.

He looked at the little Laurie, smiled and said with a soft waxy milk voice, "my sister is very nice."

Little Laurie was praised by him and smiled sweeter.

Several adults were watching, crying and laughing.

But for their intimate behavior, adults feel nothing.

After all, they are all milk dolls. They don't understand anything.

After staying in the hospital for a few more days, crying bag was allowed to go back.

On the day of discharge, Feng Yiran and little glutinous rice also came.

Seeing the crying bag in just a few days, he obviously lost so much weight. Little glutinous rice was distressed and was about to cry.

Feng Yiran and Jian Qianyu have already talked privately. It's time to apologize. The culprit of this time is still very miserable.

A good wedding, but because of this accident, it was like this.

Feng Yiran also had a lot of fire in his heart.

Little glutinous rice took the crying bag directly into his arms and kissed his face: "the meat that was hard to raise before is gone this time."

Qin Zijin can finally show a little smile now. He looked at the crying bag's face and said, "it's nothing. After going back, feed two more bowls of rice and the meat will be raised back."

Little glutinous rice still felt uncomfortable: "Alas, I still feel distressed. I must have suffered a lot of crimes in the hospital this time."

"Let's go, let's get out of the hospital early." little Glutinous Rice said, "Yiran and I have decided a place to eat now."

Qin Zijin nodded.

A moment later, several people came to a restaurant.

The owner of the restaurant was specially told to make more food suitable for children.

Therefore, after the food is served, most of the food on a table is what crying bags like to eat.

Watching the little guy's appetite keep eating, several adults are in a much better mood.

Lele is still young and can only eat some egg soup.

Waibao tried to feed him meat several times, but Qin Zijin stopped him.

"Jane moyao, if you dare to move around Lele again, be careful I'll beat you." Qin Zijin was so upset by him that he had no choice but to send out cruel threats.

Crying with a flat mouth, I think my mother is so cruel.

Jian Qianyu was helpless.

A while ago, the little guy cried for so long because he was lying in the hospital bed. As a result, the little guy happened to die——

Then she became Yan's mother again.

"Don't mess with mom." Jian Qianyu tapped his forehead very gently.

Crying bag looked more sad: "Dad, you don't love me."

Mingming used to spoil him so much!

A meal is spent like this.

Qin Zijin also comforted the little glutinous rice again and again, saying that they really didn't estrange them because of the accident of crying bags.

After tossing around for a long time, the family returned home.

Familiar home, familiar peace of mind.

Crying bag may have been lying for several days, bored and fried. Now it has just been free, which immediately runs around the house.

It's like a monkey, ready to jump into the sky as a shell at any time.

"I can't stand it at all." Qin Zijin said with a smile.