Chapter 577: Warm treasure, I hurt 227

The childish cough had red eyes and eyes, but he still opened his mouth.
The number of warm heads lowered their heads and carefully fed the cup to the mouth of the childish, and the young child sipped a small mouth, but was coughed up sharply. After a while, he coughed up the blood, and dyed the pale little mouth. red.
The childish eyes widened and looked weak and sluggishly at the blood that was quickly dyed in the cup.
The childish and bowed his head and looked at his hand that was warmly held, and extended another small hand. He carefully lifted his warm fingers with his fingers and saw his own hand held in a few warm hands.
There is a small piece of purple spot.
It hurts.
After all, she was only four years old, and she cried out at once, and her tears kept going down and grievances.
A few warm cups were placed on the bedside case, and the careful liver was held in the arms, and the tears were silent.
What should she do?
How can she tell the child, she does not dare, even she can not accept such a fact...
"The number is warm, the number...warm... I am so uncomfortable..." Qing Qiao coughed and cried and cried her intermittently. The little guy held his mother tightly, but could not catch a little sense of security.
"Childly, I will bear it, it will be good..." Her family is so cute, so clever and sensible, she will not leave her.
Qing child nodded while crying, shivering and holding a few warm, not afraid to let go.
On the early morning of the next day, when the child was warmly picked up and changed clothes, she saw that her other hand had a purple spot, and a small piece of skin was glaring.
The young child did not dare to cry and let the number of warmth and sadness, then he lowered his head, the little guy's eyes were red, watery eyes, looking at his ugly little hand, a small voice with a soft dumb after coughing, opening Said: "The number is warm, I don't want to see Xiaojian brother."
The number went down, touched the little face of the little guy, and endured the uncomfortable feeling of the heart. He said softly: "It’s okay, the little Jane brother is so good, I don’t think how young."
The childish scorpion with the mist and fog, or the soft, hoarse voice, said: "Don't see Xiaojian brother."
Don't be so ugly, be seen by Xiao Jian's brother.
No.
However, what Qing did not know was that Wen Jian had been waiting outside the palace. At that time, he waited for a long time and couldn’t help but go to the door: "You are young, are you better?"
The young child sat on the couch, holding the number of warmth in front of the couch, buried his small face in the warm belly, and screamed with tears.
"Childly, just say hello to Xiaojian brother, okay?"
Qing Zhi shook his head hard, and the tears were standing in the corner of his eyes.
Seeing the situation, the number of warmth also had to follow the childishness, went out to open the door, let Wen Jian go to school first.
Wen Jian bite his lip and is very confused: "Warm, is the young sister angry with me?"
"No, it’s just uncomfortable, I don’t want to see people, don’t think about it."
I don’t think much about Wen Jian, even if he is just a child, I know that Qing Zhi has never refused to see him.
However, now the child is not willing to see Xiao Jian brother.
Wen Jian bowed his head and was very upset.
He thought that the younger sister was angry.
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(Tomorrow's eight, noon + afternoon update, I am very serious to tell you, not to raise the text, hehe. (In fact, it seems that it can not abuse a few...)