Thin-hearted president, don't be too bad

After a little fermentation, the unexpected things become another situation.

When all Du Yan'an's comments appeared on the screen, and the news media hurried to mix the things about LAN Ziting and an Zihao photographed yesterday the next morning, LAN Ziting's hospital had become in jeopardy.

"Ziting, all the reporters downstairs." an Zihao didn't leave yesterday. He accompanied LAN Ziting in the hospital all night.

He looked at everything, pretended to be calm and took care of the children, but it was so painful to be lonely when facing his back occasionally.

LAN Ziting put down the bottle and raised her head in surprise: "what?"

Go to the window and look down. They are all hands and brains.

Another reporter? Why surround her at this time.

"Don't worry too much." an Zihao poured a glass of water, handed it to LAN Ziting, and then said, "it's just buzzing like a fly. They won't disturb you."

These words are very reasonable. It's not the first time to encounter such a situation. Therefore, LAN Ziting is not very worried.

But even these flies can cause a huge nuclear reaction.

The doctor made rounds at a fixed time. The child was asleep, but LAN Ziting didn't relax.

As long as they are still in the hospital one day and the child's condition is not stable, there will be no improvement in all this.

"How's the situation?" Lan Ziting asked anxiously when she saw the doctor coming in.

They have lived in the hospital for many days these days. The doctor should know the child's state very well. LAN Ziting can't wait for her child to have an operation soon. Looking at the bag hanging on your stomach every time you change your child's clothes, I feel distressed for each other.

He is still such a small child, but he has to suffer so much torture, and he can't help blaming himself.

Maybe it's because I have no taboos during pregnancy.

"All indicators have reached the qualified standard." the doctor looked at the test report just made this afternoon and said.

"Then when can we arrange the operation?" Lan Ziting asked one question after another.

She is always so positive about the treatment of children.

"We have arranged the first operation," the doctor said patiently. "The specific operation method will be discussed at a meeting tomorrow afternoon. I'll tell you."

"OK." Lan Ziting nodded when she heard the speech.

The doctor went out and ordered some precautions. LAN Ziting carefully recorded them all.

In the single ward, LAN Ziting sat down with a sad face and looked at the child lying in bed. She was smiling at her mother. She didn't know what she was in now.

LAN Ziting bent down and kissed his face with a smile, which attracted him a burst of laughter.

"Clearly such a lovely child, but always so tired." Lan Ziting's eyes already contained tears.

An Zihao stepped forward, patted her on the shoulder and said, "it will pass. This is not a terminal disease. As long as you survive this period, you will be fine."

"Yes, it will be fine." Lan Ziting sniffed. She tried to cheer up, looked up and said, "you were very tired last night. Go back and have a rest."

"It's all right. I'll stay with you for a while." an Zihao looked at LAN Ziting's tired appearance and sat down again.

The atmosphere brewing in the air was quiet, and one of the reverberating disinfectants could not dissipate.

An Zihao looked up at her and said softly, "I'm sorry."

"Ah?" Lan Ziting raised her head and looked at each other. "Why do you say that?" she apologized completely.

"It's all because of me." an Zihao looked down at the ground and said faintly.

The person who started all these things would not continue to develop if he didn't go to LAN Ziting and tell her these things.

LAN Ziting thought for a long time before she reacted.

"This is not your reason." Lan Ziting said with a bitter smile.

Even without the existence of an Zihao, the relationship between her and Du Yan'an will not be maintained stably all the time. One day, it will break out because of something.

"You don't need to blame yourself at all," she turned and looked out.

The sky is as blue as a wash, without a trace of defects, like the most perfect mural, so unreal.

"Destroyed your life," an Zihao said apologetically.

"Because of your appearance, I can see the truth of the facts. Although it is very painful for me, it's good to get out of that dreamland earlier." I don't want to degenerate and forget the original appearance.

LAN Ziting said faintly.

A plane crossed, broke through the clouds and changed the background color like soup. The clouds are faint and faint like cotton wadding.

In the quiet ward, the days are like a merry go round, around the origin and starting point, but the marks crossed each time have different colors.

LAN Ziting has completely given up the company, temporarily accompanied her child and watched him change a little.

Tomorrow is the time for the child's first operation. The doctor has come and said some precautions in detail. Lanziting's bottle was very heavy in her heart.

The operation is at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, so you can't eat for ten hours before the operation. If it is for an adult, there is no difficulty at all, but now the patient is a child.

LAN Ziting had a headache and opened a can of milk powder. Looking at the white powder like flour inside, she was very melancholy.

At this time, the door of the ward was opened. When she heard the sound, LAN Ziting raised her head and stood in front of him. Du Yan'an didn't often come to see an Zihao and Jerry, but Du Yan'an.

"Please go out." Lan Ziting said bluntly.

Looking at the person thinking day and night in front of him, he stood in front of him, with his back to his blue Ziting, wearing a white shirt and an empty body, without a trace of flesh feeling, which made him feel cherished.

"You are thin again." Du Yan'an stepped forward step by step, walked up to LAN Ziting and said.

The round cheeks are sunken, like a malnourished child. There is no trace of blood on the lips, and thick black circles are displayed on the face.