C548 Opportunity(2)

"She said, 'cause I'm pretty.'"

Pffft, could this be considered a reason? Jiajia almost spat out a mouthful of milk. This kind of confession method was popular nowadays? Sure enough, she was old. Jiajia used her eyes to signal for him to continue. She was looking forward to her son hearing some good things.

"I said I am also very pretty. I can always say to the mirror that I like myself and also like you." Xiaomo still said calmly.

Sure enough, she was very powerful and cocky. From then on, Jiajia realized that her son never mentioned that girl in front of her again. However, it let Jiajia know that her son had an additional narcissistic title, and that he was very narcissistic.

Thinking back to the past, Jiajia could not help but laugh out loud, which made Xiaomo quite dissatisfied.

"Mummy, did you take the wrong medicine?" Xiaomo looked at her like she was crazy. Suddenly, she laughed in the hospital. It was very scary, okay? Of course, Xiaomo would never admit it.

"Ahem, Xiaomo, tell Mummy, is the girl who chased you last year still looking for you now?" Jiajia said with a teasing tone. She was really curious. Xiaomo was not afraid of making others cry when he said that. He really didn't know how to show compassion to the fairer sex.

"Mummy, you are very annoying." Xiaomo turned around and said impatiently. However, Xiaomo thought about it in his mind. It seemed that he had not seen that little girl for a long time, but Mummy was too gossipy.

Hearing his tone, Jiajia knew that asking was pointless. This little girl with no conscience had probably forgotten what that girl looked like a long time ago. She had once secretly asked Xiaomo what that girl looked like. Who knew that Xiaomo impatiently asked back, Don't all girls look like that? "

This sentence shocked her for a long time. His son saw that girls were blind? She didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

After playing the game for a while, it was late at night. Jiajia coaxed Xiaomo to sleep. She closed the door quietly and stood in the corridor for a long time.

What should she tell Yan later? Jiajia's mind kept spinning. She walked in the pavilion in her pajamas. The evening wind blew and it was a little cold.

Jiajia crossed her arms over her chest and rubbed it. The cool wind made her thoughts not chaotic.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiajia finally calmed her mind and summoned her courage to dial the number.

The phone was quickly picked up. " Hello, Jiajia?" Chu Moyan's voice was full of fatigue. He had just finished his meeting and was ready to drive home. He did not expect to receive her call. He was very surprised that Jiajia would call so late at night.

"Yan, it's me." Jiajia took a deep breath. The night wind in the summer was really a little cold. Her arms had goosebumps.

"Jiajia, what happened to you?" The unusual sound just now did not escape his ears. Chu Moyan's voice was filled with anxiety.

"Yan, I'm fine. Can you come to the hospital tomorrow?" It was fine if he did not say it, but once he said it, Chu Moyan became even more anxious.

"Jiajia, what's wrong with you? Sick? Why are you in the hospital? " Chu Moyan quickened his pace and walked out of the building. Jiajia was sick. When he thought of this, he wished he could fly over immediately.

Usually, Jiajia would roll her eyes a few times, but now, "I'm fine. It's Xiaomo. Xiaomo is in the hospital." Jiajia's voice was very low, but it was very eye-catching in this night.

"What's wrong with Xiaomo? Tell me about it." Chu Moyan had already sat in the car and lit a cigarette.

"Yan, do you remember that I was tied to a cliff by Leng Yunxi six years ago?" Jiajia looked up at the distant sky and slowly said.

"Yes, I remember." After a while, the carriage was filled with white smoke. Chu Moyan opened the window to get some air and listened to Jiajia seriously.

"She gave me the hallucinogen. At that time, she checked in the hospital and said it was fine. But I didn't expect that six years later, the medicinal effect would actually be reflected on Xiaomo." When she said this, Jiajia's voice was already trembling slightly.

"What did the doctor say?" Chu Moyan had also heard of hallucinogen. It was said that according to everyone's constitution, it was different. The effects of the ___ were different, and it was commonly used to stun the enemy. However, the blame was that ordinary people would only treat it as a drug. The medicine, however, did not know that the medicinal effects were known as the Black Hell King. He did not expect that the banned drug, which had been extinct for many years, would actually be encountered by Jiajia. He really did not know if she was lucky or unlucky. However, the effect of this medicine on a five-year-old child was extraordinary. Chu Moyan's palm also broke out in a cold sweat.

"He said that the surgery must be carried out in three days, and that the bone marrow must be transplanted." She really did not know how to open her mouth. She felt that she had gone too far.

"I'll come and pick you up tomorrow. We'll have a good talk tomorrow. Don't worry about anything. I'm here." Chu Moyan gently advised. Bone marrow transplant? Speaking up to this point, Chu Moyan vaguely understood.

After hanging up the phone, Jiajia's tears could no longer be suppressed and were left behind. Some people were always able to say one word and destroy all of your disguises, as well as being strong. At this moment, Jiajia had this kind of feeling.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiajia finally recovered her emotions and returned to the ward. She hugged Xiaomo and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Chu Moyan really did keep his promise and arrived at the ward on time.

"Uncle Moyan?" Xiaomo, who had just woken up, rubbed his eyes and looked at Chu Moyan in surprise. It was not hard to tell that there was a trace of surprise in his tone.

Chu Moyan smiled mysteriously at Xiaomo and said, "Guess what Uncle Moyan brought you?"

"Model pistol!" Xiaomo answered without thinking.

"Correct!" Chu Moyan took out a gift box from behind him like a magic trick.

This made Xiaomo very happy. There were delicious food and fun things in the morning. Wouldn't it make him happy? No matter what, he was still a child. Xiaomo liked pistols very much. He could always play with a pistol for a long time by himself. This gave Jiajia a headache. The unit liked it very much now. She would not like it in the future. She was not like a child who walked the same path as Yihan. She did not join the army to carry out any dangerous missions. She only hoped that Xiaomo would grow up healthy and healthy.