Chapter 340

Lu Ziheng finally didn't say his doubts. He hesitated for a moment and replied to Shen Qinghuan: OK.

High Speed Rail: give me your ID number and I'll buy you a high-speed rail ticket. We'll meet on the high-speed rail tomorrow.

SpongeBob: Yes.

Lu Ziheng sent his ID number, and Shen Qinghuan began to busy with Mount Huangshan's strategy.

This is the first time to go out alone with Lu Ziheng. She spent a lot of time.

At more than two o'clock in the morning, he sent his strategy to Lu Ziheng in the form of word.

Shen Qinghuan didn't know when she fell asleep.

It was only early in the morning that Yan Ruyu began to beat the door.

"Mom." Shen Qinghuan yawned. She rubbed her hazy sleepy eyes, "what's the matter?"

"Your father had a cold last night, and now he's confused."

Huh?

Shen Qinghuan suddenly woke up a lot.

How can Shen Haotian be impartial? He burned at this time.

"Huanhuan." Yan Ruyu looked haggard. She said, "Mom can't have breakfast with you. When you go to Zihan's house today, you should pay attention to safety. "

I don't know if Shen Haotian's bitter meat plan is useful. Yan Ruyu didn't talk to Shen Qinghuan's eyes.

Shen Haotian is confused. How can Shen Qinghuan let him go and get busy with his own affairs?

"Mom. Don't worry. " Shen Qinghuan said as he said, "after I pack up my things, I'll take my father to the hospital with you."

The temperature was low last night. Shen Haotian said that he and Yan Ruyu had activities to do. Shen Qinghuan naturally understood why Shen Haotian had a fever.

Seeing the success of the first step, Yan Ruyu also tried to get: "Huanhuan. Didn't you make an appointment with Zihan? Your father just has a fever. When your uncle Wang arrives, we'll take him to the hospital. "

Shen Qinghuan dressed and hurriedly followed Yan Ruyu into Shen Haotian's bedroom.

On weekdays, Shen Haotian, with a red face, was lying in bed with yellow wax on his front.

Shen Qinghuan stretched out his small hand and explored Shen Haotian's forehead. It was really hot!

"Is it Huanhuan?" Shen Haotian lifted his eyelids with difficulty, "Xiaoyu. If you see Huanhuan, tell her that dad is sorry for her and can't make breakfast for her. "

"Dad." Shen Qinghuan's eyes suddenly turned red. She didn't expect her father to be so ill and wanted to make breakfast for herself, "I'm not hungry. You wait a minute, I'll find you a towel and ice to cool down. "

Yan Ruyu couldn't help giving Shen Haotian a thumbs up when she saw Shen Qinghuan running out of the bedroom.

"I say Huanhuan loves me?" Shen Haotian proudly shows off to Yan Ruyu.

Yan Ruyu smiled helplessly.

When Shen Haotian told himself about the plan last night, Yan Ruyu was worried that if Huanhuan really didn't play cards according to the routine, as before, whether her parents were ill or not, she only cared about her own affairs. How should Shen Haotian's play end.

Shen Qinghuan, who was kept in the dark by her parents, twisted the towel soaked in cold water. She took the basin and ran to serve Shen Haotian. After wiping it repeatedly for a few minutes, Shen Haotian's muddy eyes slowly brightened again.

"Huanhuan." Shen Hao narrowed his eyes for half a day and kept in mind that he was a "patient".

"Dad. Do you feel better? " Shen Qinghuan rubbed his sour nose: "or what do you want to eat?"