Chapter 1702: Happy Dumpling Festival 30 (2/2)
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.
...
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.”