Chapter 44 (1/2)

[ah, little fellow, you are so anxious! 】

[mummy is sick, but he's the only one. Hey, what should I do! 】

[wuwuwuwuzai! 】

the audience of the live broadcast soon found out something was wrong.

”Mommy, lie down.”

”You drink water.”

”Towel...”

Little guy didn't have time to control the live broadcast at all. As soon as he got home, he burst into the bathroom like a little butt.

He dipped his towel in water and rushed out again.

You should press Ye Susu on the bed and apply it on her.

”Thermometer How many degrees... ”

The little guy turned around and didn't even throw down his schoolbag.

He murmured and recalled that his grandmother's operation was as busy as the little ants on the hot pot.

But do you have a thermometer at home?

He was stunned.

The hair on the head, once again lost its direction and floated with the wind.

[Zai, take out your mobile phone quickly. I'm the doctor's sister. Let me see what happened to your mother? Are you sure it's a fever? Any other symptoms? 】

[did mom catch a cold because of the heavy rain yesterday? 】

[it sounds like my mother's voice is a little hoarse. Don't be afraid. If the fever is caused by a cold, it will soon get better. 】

[the little voices of my kids are shaking and distressed. 】

when ye Xun was in a hurry to turn over the suitcase, ye Susu also felt that he had no strength, and his discomfort seemed to be more serious than that at noon.

She is ill.

When I used to be meow meow, I had several times.

But the human body seems more empty, the most important thing is She still has two tasks to finish today.

I'm crying.

”It's OK, you can read the story book for yourself.”

Ye Susu struggled, raised his head, and then hung down.

I have a headache.

The nose is blocked, it's buzzing, like a big wad of cotton.

I can't breathe.

”Mommy...”

Ye Xun was so busy that he ran back.

Holding out his little hand, he wanted to touch Ye Susu's forehead.

I touched it, then I took it back and touched my forehead.

”Hotter than me...”

His grape black eyes soon fogged.

”To take medicine, to go to the hospital No... ”

He is a little incoherent when he is in a hurry.

He didn't know where the hospital was and how to take Mommy.

There seems to be no medicine at home.

He doesn't know where to put it.

In an instant, his small mouth a sip, bean big tears inside turn.

He was afraid.

He grew up with only Mommy.

At first, they lived with grandma, but later she left.

He's just Mommy.

If anything happens to her, she leaves him too. He just doesn't know what to do After that, he was a child nobody wanted.

And, and Mommy is so much better than before!

He likes her.

He didn't tell her last time. He likes her now, much better than before.

When the little guy thought about it, he couldn't help it any more.

The four or five-year-old finally burst into tears.

”Mommy, go to the hospital I have money now We, take a taxi Wuwuwu... ”

He used to suppress himself too much.

What sad want to cry things, have always been patient, even cry is secretly shed tears, because before ye Susu will hit him, she does not like him to cry.

But now, like all the other kids, he started sprinkling the water truck.

All the little brave and strong, all collapse.

At this moment, he completely returned to his real age, weak, helpless and pitiful crying.

[ah! Son of a bitch! 】

[don't cry, baby, your crown will fall off. 】

[feel your head, you'd better cry out. The little guy has been holding on for too long, and he used to be too sensible. This time, he finally took advantage of his mother's illness to completely vent his negative emotions. 】

[at last, Zizi is a little bit like my little devil crying for toys. He is happy and distressed. He should have cried long ago. Last time he was bullied by his kindergarten classmates, he should have cried! 】

[hey, come to my sister's arms. 】

[childhood is like this. If you can't fight, you have to cry, if you are not happy, you have to cry, if you are afraid, that's right! 】

[hoo, I think yunzai is more real. Ouch, put in the coin. 】

Li Jun, who just got the cold medicine and was ready to let the driver drive again, heard the child crying in his Bluetooth headset, and his eyebrows tightened tightly.

The cry of the child made him feel the connection of blood for the first time.Children cry, as if pain in his body, this moment poke heart lung pain.

Even, unconsciously, the cold medicine package in his hand was pinched and folded in half.

Ye Susu is the child's only dependence and his only relative in recent years.

In his child's crying, he recognized the child's strong attachment to his mother.

Mother and son are dependent on each other, which is more difficult than he imagined.

Children cannot live without their mothers.

Li Jun droops his eyes and looks at the mobile phone screen.

Ye Susu was just ill, and the little guy's defense almost collapsed.

If he's going to take the kid and leave her

Li Jun felt that his lungs were burning during breathing, so he could not help pressing his temples.

He seems to be the one who should leave.

And soon Bluetooth headset, came Ye Susu some weak soft voice.

”Boy, look at your little face. It's like rain.”

Even if she can't see the picture, Li Jun can hear her relaxed and happy tone. At the moment, her expression must be heartless and smiling.

That soft white face, smile is sweet and full of vitality, can not see is the mother.

But it just has the magical effect of appeasing children.

”I'm fine. Just lie down for a while.”

”The body has the function of self-healing. As our ancestors said, good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years. Your Mommy It belongs to the latter. I want to live in this world. Don't worry

Although weak, the content of the speech is still Jump.

Li Jun's thin lips in the back seat of the car were raised. It was rare that he had a faint smile in his eyes.

Looking down at the screen of the mobile phone, we can see that the comments in the live broadcast room are almost praise to Ye Susu.

Li Jun turned his watch and leaned back on the back of the chair.

She's not bad.

He had to admit that she was a good woman.

In some ways.

She deserves the praise.

”Drive.”

He listened to the very soft voice in the earphone, and the little guy gradually stopped crying and quietly responded. Junrong swept away the haze just now.