Liang Qiao finally couldn't hold back and chased Gu Liangyan to the ward. What flower did the little guy think it was? This was a century-old snow lotus!
But now Liang Qiao, who was outside the ward, heard the conversation between mother and son, patted her forehead, and said to herself without tears, "Little robber! He actually took my things and offered them as treasures!"
"That's all. I am in a good mood today, so I will spare you this once."
Liang Qiao took his hand back from the door and glanced at the laughing and playing mother and son through the glass window. They were peaceful, happy and beautiful.
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Unknowingly, Gu Liangyan stayed in the hospital for another week. During this period, except for Li Wanmu who came to the hospital to see her once, no one else showed up.
As a psychiatrist, Fu Shiqiu would come to talk to Gu Liangyan from time to time. Although it was just the most common language, Gu Liangyan gained something every time. The data collection of the heart rate monitor on his right hand was almost completed.
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As for Liang Qiao, in addition to conducting detailed physical examinations for Gu Liangyan every day, he would often take Gu An to his lounge to hunt for treasures. After all, he had given away his own treasures and was not afraid of losing anything more. No big deal, in the end, with
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Yang Rundong came almost every day, bringing some daily necessities or various delicacies that were not available in the hospital. Sometimes he would stay and chat with Gu Liangyan, but most of the content was related to work, and sometimes he would also chat with Gu Liangyan.
Interesting daily stories of Liang Yan and Gu An.
"Rundong, you are here."
Gu Liangyan put down the paintbrush in her hand when she heard the knock on the door and nodded to Yang Rundong at the door.
"Director Gu, An'an, look what I brought to you today?"
Yang Rundong gently shook the lunch box in his hand and asked with a smile. His clean and hearty smile was like the brother next door, which made people very comfortable.
"Mommy, Uncle Rundong is so childish. He makes us guess things every time."
Gu An put down the VB vocabulary collection in his hand, looked at Gu Liangyan and said with a milky voice, then turned his head and stuck out his tongue at Yang Rundong.
"Is there any?"
Hearing this, Yang Rundong scratched his head in embarrassment and looked at Gu Liangyan inquiringly, why didn't he remember that he said this every time?
"An'er, you can't be rude. Uncle Rundong takes time out to take care of us every day. It's very hard. We should have a grateful heart."
Gu Liangyan looked at his son, smiled, shook his head, blinked and reminded.
"Uncle Rundong, An'er guesses that today's dish is braised cod and fried pork with bamboo shoots, right?"
Seeing Gu Liangyan's expression, Gu An nodded quickly, ran to Yang Rundong, smelled it carefully, and asked.
"An'er is great! That's the right answer! It's braised cod and fried pork with bamboo shoots. One is Director Gu's favorite, and the other is your favorite."
Hearing this, Yang Rundong knelt down and saw the little boy's cute and well-behaved appearance, and replied dotingly.
"Rundong, thank you, I didn't expect you still remember."
Gu Liangyan looked at Yang Rundong with emotion. During a dinner party four years ago, she occasionally mentioned that she liked the braised cod fish and never got tired of eating it. Four years later, she did not expect that Yang Rundong would still remember it.
"It's the one you like." Yang Rundong stood up and placed the meals in the lunch box on the table one by one. If she likes it, he will naturally remember it.