Chapter 435

"What disease is that?" Lin Xiaoyu didn't know what disease Gu nianshen was talking about, but he probably knew what he meant. He said, "Uncle White won't let me get hurt. He said that if I get hurt and bleed, I will go to the hospital, or the blood will drain and die."

I was shocked when I heard the words.

This little bastard really has coagulation dysfunction.

He stared at the little fish's face full of tears. The fear on his face made him suddenly feel the same.

"No matter where you are injured, if you are bleeding, you must go to the hospital to find a doctor to stop the bleeding. Otherwise, the blood will flow out, you know?"

Seeing that he was stupefied and didn't respond, the little guy was even more scared. He grabbed his hand and asked in fear, "Daddy, will I die?"

The memory was interrupted, thinking deeply and hurriedly back to the little fish's hand, impatient tone back to him, "the son of a bitch is not so easy to die."

Then he resolutely aligned with Shaodong: "Qi Shaodong went to Haishi hospital."

"Good."

Qi Shaodong didn't dare to delay for a moment, so he got on the bus and started the car.

The little guy looked at his hands bleeding, his face was pale with fear, and his body was shaking all the time.

Mindfulness tries to chat with him and distract him, "how did you get hurt?"

The little fish choked and said, "I want to peel the apple for daddy, sit there and wait for daddy."

He pointed out the window with his other hand.

Originally the Chinese enunciation is not clear, plus choking, more sticky and tender.

I can't help thinking deeply, but I'm a little bit more gentle. "I said you don't want to come to me."

He held pincers in his hand, held cotton wool stained with hemostatic, and pressed it carefully on the wound of the little fish.

Lin Xiaoyu suddenly pours into his arms, pinched his mouth and coquettes, "thinking of Daddy."

The tone is more sticky than glutinous rice.

My heart is not controlled by myself. I can't be ruthless.

But this feeling, he felt wrong, there is always a kind of hidden heart, think it should not be like this.

The little guy cried and fell asleep in his thoughtful arms. The car drove directly to the emergency building of the hospital. The door opened. He didn't think much about it. He directly picked up the little fish and got off the car and ran into the emergency room.

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It took more than ten minutes for the two doctors to stop the blood from the little guy's wound.

During this period, Lin Xiaoyu's mouth has been talking about whether he will die or not. When the blood stops, he stops talking.

Now I sit on Qi Shaodong's leg, holding up the injured hand, and carefully touch the gauze on the wound with the other hand.

Another female doctor left after finishing the treatment of the fish. The young male doctor who stayed was a thoughtful friend and one of the young ones, Lu Chen.

Lu Chen went to wash his hands, then went to mindfulness and looked at Lin Xiaoyu with mindfulness.

"This disease Can it be inherited? "

All of a sudden, he looked back at Lu Chen and asked.

He found that she had never worried about the problem, had not paid attention to his illness, and whether he and Lin yishallow's children would have this disease in the future.

"Inherited."

Lu Chen is sure to go back and look at him. Then he turns around and says, "but a man's disease can only be passed on to his daughter, not to his son. Obviously, his mother is also a hemophilia gene carrier."

With that, he reached out his hand and grasped his deep arm, pulled him to the corner, and then asked him with a gossip smile, "it's not that I said, where did you find the woman, so skillful?"