Xu Zhaozhao and Gu Qingyan transmigrated as the villain's vicious mother in the full text of the baby comprehensive milk baby Chapter 197 Don't Snatch Anything, But Stolen You
There was a laziness in her voice, as if she was coquettish.
Gu Dog always eats soft food rather than hard food.
After a moment of silence, Gu Qingyan finally gave in.
"Both of them are fine. Jiang Ting's surgery was successful and he should wake up tomorrow. Chi Li arranged them in the same ward."
Gu Qingyan's statement voice contained no emotion.
Xu Zhaozhao can understand why Chi Li did this.
Otherwise, if Ms. Ding wakes up and doesn’t see her son, she will cause trouble again.
"Open your mouth."
Xu Zhaozhao's mind was thinking, he listened blankly to Gu Qingyan's words and opened his mouth.
He pinched her chin with his fingers and stuffed a round candy into her mouth. The strawberry flavor exploded in her mouth, and her mind became clearer.
He straightened her face, forced her to look at him, and said in a calm voice: "Xu Zhaozhao, if you faint from hypoglycemia again, you will die."
I remembered the bullshit I said in the school infirmary last time...
Waiting to die = waiting to be kissed to death.
"Okay, okay, wrong."
Shaking Gu Qingyan's hand, "Absolutely, absolutely, never next time!"
This time it was because things happened so suddenly that Xu Zhaozhao didn't even have time to pay attention to the changes in his body.
Fortunately, the tragedy did not happen...
"Then can I go see them?"
This luxurious single room, bodyguards and 24-hour surveillance are the normal operations here. If Xu Zhaozhao wants to slip away without his permission...
There is a high probability that he will be caught and brought back to Jiangjiang Niangniang.
Fearing that the man would become more angry, Xu Zhaozhao quickly added: "One look, just one look!"
The jade finger made a "1" and waved in front of Gu Qingyan.
Lu Qing stretched out his hand, took her little hand in his, and said in a low voice: "Promise me a condition, and I will let you see it."
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Finally, Xu Zhaozhao agreed.
Only after leaving the ward did I realize that my own son had been driven home by this bitch.
Xu Zhaozhao was very curious about how Gu Qingyan persuaded Gu Yulin to go home.
Gu Qingyan squinted at her, "Staying up late can damage your brain, which is irreversible."
After saying that, regardless of Xu Zhaozhao's reaction, he led her forward.
Xu Zhaozhao was shocked.
This scumbag dad actually started to care about his Zaizai?
The sun comes out in the west?
Have you ever seen a pig climbing a tree in your lifetime?
In fact, it was just the father and son who were secretly competing. Staying up late was really damaging to the brain. Gu Yulin did not allow his IQ to be inferior to Gu Qingyan, so he agreed to go home.
Anyway, Gu Qingyan had already used "pain relief" as an excuse to squeeze him out of the ward. It was better to go home and sleep to save his IQ.
When he becomes stronger, there will come a day when he doesn't need this nanny!
Xu Zhaozhao didn't understand the complicated thoughts of the father and son, and was a little happy that their relationship had eased.
But when I came to the ward and saw Jiang Ting and his mother in the room, I was diluted again.
Jiang Ting was asleep in the hospital bed next to him, with bandages all over his body. The beating electrocardiogram showed his vital signs.
And next to her... her mother was sitting quietly on the hospital bed, looking at him without blinking.
Does the effect of sedatives wear off so quickly?
After hesitating for a moment, Xu Zhaozhao pushed the door open and went in, with Gu Qingyan following behind her.
"Don't give me the injection. I've calmed down now and won't jump again."
Seeing the two people coming in, Jiang Ting's mother said quickly.
"After taking sedatives for so many years, my tolerance has improved, so I woke up early. Now I just want to see more of Xiao Ting."
Even if she doesn't calm down, she can't get out of this ward.
Xu Zhaozhao glanced at her wrist and saw the patient's name - Ding Rong - written on it.
"I'm sorry, miss, I can't control my emotions."
Her eyes touched the two wounds on Xu Zhaozhao's body, her eyes full of apology, "Although this sounds like an excuse, I sincerely apologize to you."
"It's okay, I don't blame you."
Xu Zhaozhao waved his hands hurriedly, "If it's convenient, can you tell me about your situation? I told Jiang Ting that I would help him."
Afraid that Ding Rong still wouldn't believe it, Xu Zhaozhao added: "His father is a hero, and Jiang Ting is also a good boy and deserves my help."
When it comes to Jiang Ting's father, Jiang Hai, Ding Rong can no longer hold back.
She also dropped her guard against Xu Zhaozhao - she no longer had anyone to trust.
"Ah Hai is a great firefighter, and he always has been in my heart."
"After his death, Xiao Ting was my only reason to live. I also hope that Xiao Ting can become a hero like him, and Xiao Ting is also very up to date, but..."
Ding Rong choked with sobs and could hardly make a sound. She took a long time to speak.
"But I couldn't live up to expectations. The disease became severe three years ago, and the monthly medication cost quickly depleted all my savings."
"When I was about to give up the treatment, Xiaoting gave me the money and said to me: Mom, let's continue the treatment! Where did he get the money for a seven-year-old child... I can't even imagine what he went through.
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Ding Rong seemed to be caught in some painful memories, tears kept flowing down, and her face wrinkled layer by layer.
Xu Zhaozhao hurriedly comforted her, "Aunt Ding, it's all over. Have a good sleep, Jiang Ting will be by your side."
This time, Ding Rong actually fell asleep quickly.
The two left the ward quietly.
The sky had turned pale, but Xu Zhaozhao didn't feel sleepy at all, and his mind was confused.
Give her ten more brains and she still can't figure out why the lives of the descendants of the martyrs are like this...
Gu Qingyan hugged her from behind and rubbed her hair, "Don't you plan to rest?"
"Not sleepy yet."
It was rare that Xu Zhaozhao didn't break away, but leaned into Gu Qingyan's arms, feeling a little depressed.
It's obvious that she hasn't understood her current life yet, but she can't bear to see the suffering in this world.
She can save one, but not the whole one.
Who can save the whole thing?
The first thing that popped into Xu Zhaozhao's mind was...Buddha.
Thinking about it, she stretched out her fingers and carefully turned the beads on Gu Qingyan's hand one by one.
He asked softly: "Gu Qingyan, why do you keep wearing these beads?"