And when these two words were said, Ling Yiran and Yi Jinli were stunned at the same time.

How long has it been since she heard him call her sister... Ling Yiran stared at the person in front of her. There was a time before, even when he was dating, he liked to call her sister occasionally in private.

Because for him, she was not only the one he loved, but also his family.

He said that calling her sister would feel that he was not so lonely.

Ling Yiran raised his other wrist that was not held by him, gently plucked the wet hair on his forehead, and then slowly put his hand on the corner of his forehead, "A Jin, I'm here, you lie down for a while, and wait for the doctor to come."

He stared at her, as if the headache at this moment was not as good as the shock in his heart.

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

"You-" he uttered a word with difficulty, as if he wanted to ask her what.

"Okay, don't talk now. You have a headache now. You can easily bite your tongue when you speak. Wait until your head stops hurting. I will tell you whatever you want." Ling Yiran said, "You can let go of my hand first and I'll rub it for you for a while, and it may be more comfortable."

His dark eyes stared at her for a moment, and then he slowly closed his eyes and let go of his fingers.

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

There was a circle of obvious red marks on his wrist, and it would hurt a little when he raised his hand. However, at this time, Ling still ignored his wrists, but raised his hands and gently massaged Yi Jinli's forehead.

Although her gestures were gentle, they had some just the right force. As she rubbed his forehead, her body leaned towards him naturally, and the tip of his nose seemed to be shrouded by her breath.

Her breath seemed to be as if it could soothe his pain, causing his brows to gradually relax.

Ling Yiran looked at Yi Jinli's face not as pale as before. Finally, he let out a little breath and turned to look at the two children standing aside.

Yi Qianmo's small body seemed to be straightened, and his little face was tightly tense, his mouth almost became a straight line, and there was a hint of worry and fear in his black eyes.

Xiao Jin stood beside Xiao Mo, holding the hands of his brothers firmly with one hand, and the apricot eyes that were still similar to Ling were watching this scene curiously.

"Okay, don't worry, the doctor will come later." Ling Yiran said.

However, Yi Qianmo's little face was still tightly collapsed and did not relax because of Ling Yiran's words.

However, it was not until this time that he realized that his hand was actually being grabbed by another little hand.

He instinctively wanted to shake off the hand, but the other party grabbed it very tightly and he didn't shake it off at once.

"Are you scared?" Yi Qianjin asked with a blink of an eye.

"I...I haven't..."

As a result, before Yi Qianmo's little friend finished speaking, he was hugged by the other party, "Don't be afraid or not. We must be brave children. When the doctor comes, daddy will be fine!"

The little body was receiving the hug stiffly. Yi Qianmo only felt that this hug was completely different from the feeling of mommy holding him just now, but... it also felt that he felt very familiar.

If she is Mommy's child, then she will be his sister?
Chapter completed!