Chapter 1702: Happy Dumpling Festival 30

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But the doctor responded euphemistically, but Mo's housekeeper gave a slight glance at first, and then frowned.
Hearing the doctor said his wife was fine, and Feng Xinglang was relieved.
"Little girl, are you hungry and hungry, what do you want to eat? Your husband will come down and bring you up!"
The man hugged the woman in his arms sideways and kissed her from time to time.
"I'm so worried ..."
Xue Luo frowned slightly. "Xing Lang, you go to the hospital to see the group, the little thing is the most sticky to you! Maybe the group will immediately jump up again when they see you!"
"That husband must also see you something to eat before he can go to the hospital to watch the group with peace of mind!"
After patiently and temperamentally feeding the woman to drink a small bowl of concocted soup, Feng Xinglang went downstairs with the urging of his wife Xue Luo.
In the living room, I met Mo butler who was coming from the kitchen.
"Master Er, where are you going?"
"Go to the hospital to see Tuantuan. When Xueluo and I came back, the little thing was still asleep. I can't rest assured."
Although tired, Feng Xinglang held the niece Feng Tuan lying down on the hospital ward.
"Oh, that's good ... or you wait a minute, An Zhuo has prepared the master and the group for a delay, you can bring it over."
It was originally sent by Mo butler. But the second master Feng Xinglang was leaving home to go to the hospital, and he had to leave Mrs.
Waiting for An Ying to pack in the kitchen, Feng Xinglang drank a few mouthfuls of chicken soup from the Mo butler.
"Master Two ..."
When Steward Mo opened his mouth, he seemed to be too alert and glanced towards the kitchen. "Do you know Mrs. Er ..."
After finishing talking, after seeing An An coming out of the kitchen, the housekeeper Mo swallowed the words behind him.
"What happened to the snow?"
Feng Xinglang lowered the spoon and raised his eyes and asked tightly, "Did the doctor say something to you? Is it the fetus ..."
"no no!"
The housekeeper Mo calmed the nervous Second Master, "The doctor said that the fetus was peaceful and basically unaffected."
"Why wasn't it affected? When I saw my wife coming back, my face was scared."
An Ying put a thermos bottle and a packed stack of food lunch boxes on the dining table, ready to be taken by the second master Feng Xinglang to the hospital.
Realizing that the Mo steward had something to say, Feng Xinglang stood up.
"Old Mo, come to the study, I have something to discuss with you!"
"... Master Er, you should go to the hospital first. Mrs. Er, I'll guard you with you, rest assured!"
The Mo steward, of course, knew that the second master Feng Xinglang wanted to ask him.
"Not in a hurry! I'll hurry up to discuss the good things. It won't take a few minutes."
It's about his wife, and Lao Mo talked in a vain and cover-up way. Feng Xinglang left even more uneasy.
After more than ten minutes, Feng Xinglang who came out of the study was stingy!
What a surprise ... how could this be? !!
"Master Er, this child hasn't landed, everything is still unknown. If you really don't want to know, I will change another doctor to check on Mrs.
"No! Don't disturb the snow falling. The extra inspection can't be done. It's good to have a check-up."
Feng Xinglang was reluctant to be more disturbed by his wife and children.
After telling Mo butler again, he left the study room thoughtfully.
"Master Two, you haven't got the thermos and lunch box yet."
Maybe it was too embarrassing. Feng Xinglang forgot to take the food he was going to the hospital.
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When Feng Xinglang rushed to the children's ward, the little thing was still asleep.
Feng Lixin's eyes flushed and stood beside her daughter's bed, holding a small hand that was not injured.
"Ran Ran, what did the doctor say?" Feng Xinglang asked in a low voice.
"Examination said it was a slight concussion. There were no obvious signs of bleeding in the skull. But because the group is still young, there are still some unknown safety hazards. You must stay in the hospital for 48 hours for observation."
Mo Ranran was distressed by Feng Tuan, who was hurt, and even more distressed by her husband Feng Lixin, who had been holding her daughter's hand in tears silently.
Feng Xinglang approached, took Feng Lixin's shoulders, and embraced him in his arms.
"Brother, Tuan Tuan will be fine ... Don't worry too much!" Feng Xinglang muffled his voice comfortingly.
"Xinglang, I'm so sorry for Tuantuan ... I'm just a poor papa, not worthy of being a father!"
Feng Lixin covered his face in Feng Xinglang's arms and wept lowly.
"Okay, don't hesitate! There will be unknown dangers of one kind or another when a child grows up. As parents, we cannot protect our children around the clock ..."
Feng Xinglang bowed slightly, and hugged Feng Lixin's shoulders tightly. "If you are incompetent, my uncle who made her is even more incompetent!"
Mo Ranran has always been strong. In her opinion, bumping the child is also a part of growing up; but when she saw the two brothers Fengjia embracing and comforting each other, she couldn't help but red eyes.
She was envious and even jealous of such deep emotions. In addition to the dead mothers, perhaps Feng Xinglang became the only person who could enter her husband Feng Lixin's heart. Not her wife!
After comforting Feng Lixin for a while, Feng Xinglang stood down on the edge of the bed, gently calling the sleeping little one.
"Tuan Tuan ... Tuan Tuan ... Uncle came to see you ... Tuan Tuan ... wake up soon."
I don't know if it's the role of medicine. Feng Xinglang, who feels that the little thing has been sleeping long enough, calls the little thing softly over and over again.
For five or six minutes, Feng Tuantu opened his heavy sleepy eyes with great effort.
"Tuan Tuan, Tuan Tuan, you wake up ..."
Feng Lixin rushed over and kissed her daughter's forehead several times, "You are scared to death papa!"
"Papa ... uncle ... sister Ran Ran ..."
Feng Tuan Tuan's eyes were a little dim, and it seemed that he couldn't get a look. After seeing the layout of the ward, the little boy pursed his lips.
"Your aunt and mother settle at home! Mimi ..."
Feng Xinglang gave a slight meal. "Sister Mimi is fine. She is worried about your uncle and mum. I have been urging me to see you in the hospital!"
"Uncle ... what about that bad aunt? She's so bad ... want to grab Uncle's belly and hurt Mimi. She bit her hand!"
Feng Xinglang was relieved to see the small things thinking clearly and logically.
Prove that the little things are okay in speech and thinking, and should not hurt the brain. As for the abrasion of the palm of the hand, raising it for a few days is not a problem.
"Tuan Tuan is so brave!"
Feng Xinglang Rourou kissed the little hand that was hurt and bandaged. "Uncle and uncle, and Mi Mi are very grateful to the brave team! But the team must also pay attention to their safety ... our family I ’m so distressed by you! My uncle really wants to hurt himself! It ’s not our cute and beautiful group! "
It's soothing and sincere. Feng Xinglang really feels small for a few years old.
"Does Tuan Tuan hurt or feel uncomfortable? Tell your uncle to listen."