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In the ward, Qian Feng had just changed a bottle of medicine. In the bottle that was six percent full, the yellowish brown liquid flowed along the bubbles and slowly flowed into Qian Lian's arms.

Perhaps it was because he had been awake for a while. His consciousness was clearer than when he first woke up, and his senses were stronger than when he first woke up. At this moment, the pain in his throat was far greater than the pain he felt when he first arrived. Qian Feng was now Qian Xiaofeng. In the past, he wouldn't have felt wronged, but now, even if he became an unspeakable child, he naturally wouldn't feel wronged.

Thus, the well-behaved Qian Xiaofeng started to move again. At this moment, other people were looking at her with eyes that were filled with a rare liveliness. They were blinking their eyes at her little brother while their little mouths were moving.

Unfortunately, little big brother usually understood her. At this moment, he couldn't keep up with his little sister's thoughts, like a stuck conch. No matter what, he just couldn't understand her intentions.

Seeing her big brother trying his best to look as if he couldn't even move properly, and the pain in his throat was still as dry as before, Qian Biao's rare impatience flared up. He couldn't help but cry out, "Shui …"

A soft and gentle voice that sounded like an infant that had just grown fur was heard. It was small, low, and brought with it a peculiar warmth. However, there were a few traces of hoarseness within the voice that couldn't help but cause one's heart to ache. I want to take good care of him.

It was just that this simple sentence that only contained a single word was incredible to the ears of others. Little Yan opened her mouth to speak?! This not only stunned Shaofeng, who was standing to the side and trying his best to help his little sister, but also stunned Zhang Fanglin and his father, who just happened to be opening the door …

"Brother Tian … Little Yan … did you just … say something?" The usually talkative Zhang Fanlin was also stuttering at this moment …

The man in front of him obviously didn't have time to answer him. Step by step, he walked to the bedside of his daughter. He stared at the tiny baby on the bed, only exposing his little head. He felt his throat tighten. He wanted to open his mouth, but nothing came out. He couldn't think of anything. He could only clench his hands tightly, hanging at his sides, completely motionless. Although he still did not seem warm, but Shao Tianqing knew it himself, the light in his eyes grew hotter.

A tough guy, when did he cry? He never cried when his father hit him with a stick

This was his daughter! It was his blood! Flesh with a sharp tone! It was the last thought that Qin Yin had left for him! Had he finally spoken?

"Fang Lin, did Little Yan want... water?" "Your throat can finally crack open, and the voice you squeeze out is like the deep, cold, hard voice of a man in the middle of the sun … … Still, if you listen carefully, you will clearly hear a trace of happiness and trembling … …"

"Yes!" Brother Tian, you didn't hear wrong. Little Yan just said he wanted to ask for water! What was Little Feng doing? "Hurry up and get your sister some water!"

"Ah, yes, that's right!" Shaofeng quickly picked up a cup of warm water. In reality, how could his hand be steady? My sister spoke. My sister finally spoke? My sister really spoke!

Zhang Fanglin patted Young Master Tian Qing's shoulder behind him. He was truly happy for his brother.

Brother Tian's problem was finally resolved …

He knew that even though his Big Brother Tian didn't normally get close to this little one, if you carefully look at it, you would see that this little one was actually countless times more precious than your son.

He was afraid that his family's young temper would be affected, so he specifically left him alone in this sickroom. He didn't even mention whether he was always in a rush when he got sick. There were a few times when Little Yan got sick. Since Tian-ge wasn't able to come back due to a business trip, he was directed by the phone in B City as if he was under remote control.

This little one was actually quite troublesome. Perhaps it was because of her mental pressure, but she had always been seriously ill. She often had minor ailments as well. It wasn't easy for her to be alive and well. It just happened to be a few days and he was sent to the hospital again due to allergic shock.

(That's why Qian Feng had just woken up. What was he looking at? He was looking at a painting. Why did the painting in the ward look so familiar?) They were not familiar with each other. They were in the same ward anyway! Since the first time she came to the hospital, who else was in the ward other than her?)

Qian Lian didn't expect that so many people would be able to hear her speak up just when she was about to start drooling.

However, this was still a good thing. Just consider it as them taking the lead and knocking on the side drum to let them get used to the change. The small body that she was occupying right now wasn't something that could not be said. She couldn't hold back her words forever.

Seeing that the father and son duo were only happy and didn't have any other doubts, Qian Feng also felt relieved. It saved her the time to find a chance to speak for herself in the future. What happened today was natural? An unexpected mistake had helped him.

Second Sister used to say that she was blessed. Heh, maybe she really was blessed?

(This is bad luck. You are lucky. There will be more "natural" arrangements for you from now on.)

The red rays of the setting sun were swaying, and everyone's emotions were slowly calming down. The restless factors were also gradually cooling down, and for the rest of the time, the ward was very quiet.

Zhang Fanglin had already left a long time ago. As the attending physician, he was also busy with his work and did not stay for long …

Qian Feng had been successfully fed water and was dozing in the quilt with his eyes closed.

After finishing his chores, the young father finally had time to spare for training his son.

"Your teacher said that you left school early because of a leave of absence?" The young father was not surprised that his son had a fake note. Without the consent of his parents, he would have been approved. It wouldn't be difficult for him to say such a thing. His teacher wouldn't make things difficult for him. Every time he called, the homeroom teacher would always be extremely satisfied with him. Humph, not at all.

"Today is the mid-term exam. I had a leave of absence from the teacher yesterday and finished the exam early."

"Why did you come back earlier?"

"When I was on the phone with Uncle Fang Lin, he said that my sister had a high fever for no reason a few days ago. I'm worried."

"You took the initiative to give your Uncle Fang Lin a beating, right?"

"Yes..." Little Shaofeng would call Zhang Fanglin every week, not only to his home, but also to get a feel for his sister's physical condition …

"There is an adult at home."

"I will study well. I have not delayed my studies!" Little Shaofeng hastily stepped forward. He was afraid that his father would "keep a strict watch" over him from now on. He could no longer go home as he pleased …

"Your sister is under my care."

"It's not like you're home …" At this moment, Little Shaofeng's voice was even softer than that of a mosquito … "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwang@@

However, his father's hearing was much better than he expected.

"Dad, do you want to invite another person? Hadn't some people gotten sick at Mama Zhang's house recently? " 'Skipping that cowardly look just now, little brother Shaofeng's voice became louder again … '

If her youngest daughter's personality really did change, it would have been fine to hire more people. After all, she only invited Mrs Zhang back then because she was afraid of Xiaoyan. She was so afraid of people and so afraid of places with many people …

However, he was not in a hurry to hire someone for the time being. If possible, in order to make it convenient for someone to take care of her all day, he could send Xiao Yan to the hospital when she was discharged …

"Take care of yourself!"

"Oh!" Little Shaofeng replied dryly. His father's hidden words weren't 'I don't need you to worry about these things', but he was still very confident about his father's arrangements …

His father be no less concerned than he be, he always know