Thin-hearted president, don't be too bad

"For a newborn child, you can eat it every two hours and drink 200 ml more each time." Du Yan'an talked freely.

About this knowledge, Du Yan'an also specially asked the doctor, which is why he is so professional.

LAN Ziting listened to Du Yan'an's guidance and operated step by step. Du Yan'an supervised on one side and immediately pointed out: "you forgot to measure the water temperature."

Hearing the speech, LAN Ziting suddenly realized that she stamped her foot in chagrin at her stupidity. Looking at LAN Ziting's childlike temperament, Du Yan'an smiled.

"So." Du Yan'an smiled and naturally held LAN Ziting's hand from behind: "gently drop it on the tiger's mouth."

Immersed in learning, LAN Ziting didn't feel any abnormality. Maybe it was because she was too familiar. After the milk powder was soaked, she found the ambiguous distance between them.

LAN Ziting relaxed instantly, opened the distance between the two people from one side, and then said at a loss, "thank you today."

"This is my responsibility." Du Yan'an is more and more familiar with LAN Ziting's retreat. No matter how she refuses, he is still happy to tease her.

LAN Ziting turned her head and didn't listen to these words.

At this time, the door of the ward was knocked, and the nurse came in: "do you want to register and decide what the child's name is?"

As soon as the voice fell, Du Yan'an and LAN Ziting unconsciously looked at each other.

This problem will lead to two people's huge deep-seated problems.

In the ward where no one answered, the nurse looked a little embarrassed.

LAN Ziting asked thoughtfully, "when is the deadline?"

"It's best to give the results tonight." the nurse explained, "it's necessary for the hospital to do a birth certificate." as he said, he was looking back and forth between the two people.

Wen Yan Lan Ziting and Du Yan'an fell into silence again.

Seeing this, the nurse said in surprise, "aren't you still arguing?"

Can't she do all these things perfectly alone?

When the child heard the sound, she began to cry again. LAN Ziting had no time to deal with it, so she hurriedly put down her things, ran over, picked up the child, hummed a little song gently and coaxed the other party to sleep.

An afternoon passed in such a hurry, and there was no brilliance.

Du Yan'an will come at a fixed time every time and take care of the children.

Looking at the scenes in front of her, LAN Ziting always couldn't help sighing. Without some barriers, it would really be a happy life. But no if.

Du Yan'an coaxed the child to sleep.

LAN Ziting thought for a long time, and then took the opportunity to say, "today is the fourth day."

Du Yan'an nodded when he heard the speech: "I'm already arranging."

"OK." Lan Ziting got the answer she wanted. She should have been happy, but she felt that her left chest was empty. It's like something is slowly passing by.

"I won't forget." Du Yan'an approached LAN Ziting little by little, leaned against one side, raised his head and looked at the ceiling of the ward: "those days on the island."

"Whether Mr. Du forgets it or not, it's all over." Lan Ziting restrained her confused mind and said.

"Even if you forget, I will continue to treasure it." Du Yan'an said very seriously.

Memories on the island, originally thought to be just a foothold, but led to so much common life.

"I was very happy at that time," Du Yan'an continued.