Chapter 353: Warm treasure, I am hurting 3

And Qian Qian ink came back like a okay person, to take over the child in her arms, and stared at her warmly, holding her back.
晟 Thousands of ink: "When I came, I saw a medical center in front."
The number of warmth did not care for him, holding the child to the direction of the medical center, Qian Qianmo also followed the past.
The medical hall is always closed, and it doesn't matter how it is knocked.
The little guy in his arms is getting hotter and hotter, and the number is so hot that he is crying.
As a result, Qian Qianmo opened the door of the medical hall and said: "Come on!"
His shock can be awakened by the doctor Chu who lives in the medical hall. When the old man came out and saw it, the door had been smashed and ruined. He just wanted to teach others, but he was on the verge of being a man. The man, Dr. Chu was deterred by this man’s gloomy and cold eyes, and his beard was shaking with his nervousness. "You, you are this in the middle of the night..."
晟 Thousands of inks turned to hold the children in the warm arms, the number of warmth did not resist this time, just staring at him with red eyes.
晟 Thousands of inks put the hot young child into the body. "Doctor, the child is getting hot."
晟 Thousands of inks find a bed and put the child down.
Dr. Chu followed him and knew that he had come to see a doctor. Instead, he gave a little relief. After giving the child a pulse, he gave the child a pill and then took the medicine. He said, "It is burning." But it was found to be timely."
When the doctor went to pick up the medicine, the number of warmth sat on the edge of the bed, clenching the little hand of the young child, and from time to time touched the little guy with some messy hair.
Qian Qianmo didn’t know where to go out, and soon came back. She smashed her drenched cloak, and stood up in a cold and cold. .
A few warm eyes were wet, and he looked at him red. He didn't have the strength to get angry with him. He sat back again and continued to look at her little green child.
There is no saying about Qian Qianmo, silently accompanying her mother and daughter.
Until Chu Dafu took the medicine, the two of them reached out to get the medicine at the same time, and the hand was long, and she took the soup in the hands of the doctor first, and said to the doctor: "Give her the pulse."
He knew that the number of warmth was not good, and it rained again at night. He had to worry.
A few warmmen just wanted to say that they were fine, but even after a sneeze, they had to go out with the doctor.
This is also the time when a thousand ink heads are so cautious and extremely patient to feed a child to drink medicine.
In the daytime, I will look at his little girl with a pair of clear and bright eyes. This will be ill, lying here, fragile like a thin piece of paper.
He even thought about it, whether it was because of the words he said that the little girl was sad.
Even if he took her cold wind that had been blowing for too long, she would get sick.
How to think is all bad for yourself.
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"It's cold, you have to take medicine, or you will burn it." The doctor gave her a prescription and licked her attention to these days.
The number of warmth listened to the words, after eating the medicine, they went in and saw the childish.
Just walked in, the number of warmth slowly stopped.
She saw such a scene, and Qian Qian inked down to feed Xiao Qingzhi to drink medicine.
Then a man is tall and tall, a man, leaned over, lowered his head, very careful to feed the childish medicine, from time to time will take the soup out of the mouth, and thousands of ink will wipe the little guy's mouth.