Chapter 30

"Isn't she always nice to you? How could she..."

"I don't know." She shook her head. Shaoran's face was covered with tears. She looked very weak and pitiful. "When I took An'an back, she was very kind to me, but I could also feel vaguely that her attitude had changed. She was not as intimate as before, but she was still OK after all. But I just don't understand why she treats An'an like this "Yes."

Shao'an is just a child. She doesn't know anything, but she is also cute and cute. She never makes fun of her. Where did she get in trouble?

This problem has always been a puzzle in Shao Ran's heart, but he has never had the opportunity to solve it.

He sighed and shook his head gently. Shao ran didn't want to tangle with this problem any more.

In any case, now Shao'an is by her side, she will take good care of him, and will never let him be alarmed or wronged.

Seeing that there was not much medicine left in the bottle, Shao ran rang the bell at the head of the bed. Soon, the nurse came in and pulled out the needle for Shao'an.

"After another night of observation, if there is no abdominal pain or diarrhea, I can be discharged tomorrow. Remember to eat light some, the baby's stomach is very fragile now, so we must pay special attention to, do not eat greasy spicy, or it will recur

Listen to the nurse's advice, Shao ran repeatedly nodded: "OK, I remember, thank you, thank you for your trouble."

Looking down at the clever Shaoan, she sat on the bed, took him into her arms, gently stroked his soft hair, and asked in a low voice, "An'an, is there any discomfort?"

"It doesn't hurt as much as before, but I'm hungry and flat." As she said this, Shao'an reached out and patted her stomach, indicating that she had not lied.

Before vomit time, the stomach inside the thing has already vomited almost, is also empty now.

Seeing this, Shao ran couldn't help laughing. He also reached out and touched his stomach. He said as if he were really hungry. After a while, uncle Ji had sent someone to prepare for it

Smell speech Shao an will small head to one side of Ji Jingbai, grinning at him: "thank you uncle."

Looking at the innocent smile on his pale face, Ji Jingbai's heart is soft, and unconsciously reveals a gentle smile to him: "An'an should take good care of her illness. If there is any discomfort in the future, you must remember to tell your mother, otherwise she will be more worried. You see, she is crying."

"Ann knows it's wrong. It won't happen again."

Shao ran bowed her head and earnestly apologized. She lifted her hand and carefully wiped away the tears on her cheek.

Watching his movements, Ji Jingbai stood up, took a tissue, put one into his hand, and then held one in his hand, trying to help her wipe away her tears.

Aware of his thoughts, Shao ran subconsciously retreated to avoid him, drooping his eyes, long eyelashes, casting shallow shadows on the eyelids, looking quiet and gentle.

Can be such a weak person, but again and again to avoid him.

Ji Jingbai holding the paper towel hand slowly tight, and then slowly released, the paper towel into her hand, voice cold like the cold wind blowing out of the window: "wipe the tears on your face."

Shao ran didn't refuse. She wiped her face with a paper towel, and then said with a soft smile to Shao'an: "OK, An'an, don't help your mother wipe it. I'm tired of raising my hands. You can have a good rest for a while. When the meal comes, my mother will call you again, OK?"

"Well, I'll sleep a little more, because I'm really sleepy..."

While speaking, Shao'an's eyes have been closed, and in the twinkling of an's eye, she has already gone to sleep.

Watching him sleep so fast, Ji Jingbai's eyebrows wrinkled tightly again. He asked with some uncertainty: "you take him to work every day. Does he have to get up at the same time with you in the morning?"

"Yes." Shao ran nodded, gently put Shao an into the quilt, carefully cover the quilt, so as not to catch a cold.

Hearing the speech, Ji Jingbai's face became a little dignified, and his tone became more and more heavy: "Shao ran, An'an is just under three years old now. A child of this age needs more sleep and rest. You even let him get up early every day to go to work with you. No wonder he is so sleepy and sleepy in the twinkling of an eye. His development is not good and his body is not good. What's the matter with you?"

"I, I have no way to..."

After biting his lip, Shao Ran's face was full of guilt. "I dare not leave him alone at home, so I don't worry. What should he do when he is thirsty and hungry, so I can only take him by my side. Even if other people are gossiping at me, it doesn't matter. I just want to watch him safe and sound."

"Then why don't you send him to kindergarten?" Ji Jingbai still did not understand her practice, "there, there are teachers to watch over, eat and rest these problems do not have to worry about it.""Do you think I didn't?"

With a sneer, Shao Ran's face was full of remorse and hatred, as if he wanted to kill someone. His eyes were full of anger. "The last time I left in a hurry with An'an in order to avoid you. Because I had to work to support my family, I sent him to a kindergarten, and in order to let the teacher take care of him more, he added No Less money. As a result, one day when I passed ahead of time, I saw other children riding on ANN's body and beating him, while the teacher stood by watching the excitement, regardless of the matter. "

Shao ran felt that he would never forget the situation in his life.

The baby in her heart was bullied like that.

"And I have never doubted it before, because every time I go to pick him up, he is reluctant to part with that teacher. Later I realized that it was because he didn't want me to worry, so he showed it to me in the direction I expected. He is so young, but he has already thought of so much... "

Looking at shaoran again, Ji Jingbai's mood is also very depressed.

I didn't expect that such a thing happened in those days. Thinking of Shaoan's small body being bullied, his heart is also hard to eliminate the anger.

"So now I can't believe that they are not good to my An'an. The dean is, and so is the teacher. An'an has been wronged enough. I can't let him be bullied like this again."