And when these two words say, Ling still and Yi Jin from at the same time stunned.

For how long, she didn't hear him call her sister... Ling was still staring at the person in front of her. There was a time before, even though he had been dating, he liked to call her sister occasionally in private.

Because to him, she is not only the person he loves, but also his family.

He said, call her sister, will feel he is not so lonely.

Ling still raised another wrist that he didn't hold, gently plucked the wet hair on his forehead, and then slowly put his hand on his forehead, "ah Jin, I'm here. Just lie down for a while and wait for the doctor to come."

He stared at her, as if the headache at the moment could not compare with the inner shock.

Why did he call her sister just now?! Even this address, for him, is so familiar, as if he had called thousands of times.

"You -" he spat out a word, as if to ask her something.

"Well, you don't talk. You have a headache now. It's easy to bite your tongue when you talk. After a while, when your head doesn't hurt, I'll tell you what you want to ask." Ling still said, "you release my hand first. I'll rub it for you. It may be more comfortable."

Dark eyes staring at her for a moment, he slowly closed his eyes, released his fingers.

Her wrist, which had been buckled, was finally liberated.

There is a ring of obvious red marks on the wrist. Once you raise your hand, there will be some pain. But at this time, Ling still didn't care about his wrist at all, but raised his hands and gently kneaded them on Yi Jinli's forehead.

Her gesture, though soft, was just right. As she rubbed his forehead, her body naturally leaned towards him. The tip of his nose seemed to be covered by her breath.

Her breath, as if it could soothe his pain, made his eyebrows gradually spread.

Ling is still looking at Yi Jin from the face is not so pale before, finally a little breath, and turned to look at the two children standing on one side.

Yi Qianmo's small body seems to be taut, and his small face is taut. His small mouth is almost in a straight line. In his dark eyes, there is a touch of worry and fear.

And Xiaojin is standing beside Xiaomo, holding his brother's hand firmly with one hand. The pair of apricot eyes, which are still similar to Ling, are looking at this scene curiously.

"Well, don't worry. The doctor will be here in a moment." Ling still said.

Just Yi Qianmo's little face, still collapsing tightly, didn't relax because of Ling's words.

However, it was not until then that he found that his hand was held by another small hand.

He instinctively wanted to get rid of the hand, but the other side grasped it so firmly that he didn't get rid of it.

"Are you afraid?" Yi Qianjin blinked and asked.

"I'm... I'm not..."

as a result, before Yi Qianmo finished his words, he was hugged by the other party, "we're not afraid. We're going to be brave children. When the doctor comes, daddy will be fine!"

Little body rigidly accepted the hug. Yi Qianmo only felt that the hug was completely different from the feeling of Mommy holding him just now, but... It made him feel very familiar.

If she's Mommy's child, is she his sister?