Chapter 1120 Because of a Tough Life

Xunxun shook her head, she was a brave little girl now.

"Pull it, Xunxun is not afraid. Injections don't hurt. Xunxun won't infect your brother." The little girl didn't know much about it, but she remembered that her mother said that when you are sick, you need to be treated and injected. , otherwise her brother would also need an injection and it would hurt, so Xunxun knew that it was okay for her to be in pain. She was not afraid, as long as her brother didn't hurt.

He Yibin's heart ached for some reason, seeing how nice it would be to have brothers and sisters, but of their generation, they were all only children. Although they had all the love from their parents, they still lacked the company of brothers and sisters. Of course, The more they love, the more selfish they become.

Unlike Xunxun, there are two older brothers. The elder brother gives way to his younger sister, but the younger sister is obediently thinking about her brother.

"Xunxun is so good," He Yibin pinched Xunxun's little face. As a result, after squeezing it with his hand, he found that even the flesh could not be squeezed, because Xunxun had lost a few ounces of flesh now. .

"I have never seen a skinnier child than you." He Yibin still disliked him. Of course, he didn't dislike Xunxun, but Lu Yi. "If you keep Xunxun fat, leave it to me."

Lu Yi hugged his daughter tightly, his eyes showing contempt for He Yibin.

"If you want a daughter, go have one yourself."

"I don't have that function."

He Yibin curled his lips, "How can I give birth to a child if I'm a man?"

"Aren't there still test tubes?" Lu Yi didn't believe it. Doctor He Yibin couldn't do this kind of technology. He could have as many as he wanted.

"You have to believe," He Yibin stroked Xunxun's little head again, "If I dare to bring out such a cold child, my parents will definitely beat me to death, no matter if I am ten or twenty years old , or rather, he is thirty-five years old now.”

"Lu Yi, we are no longer young."

Yes, I am no longer young, and those ambitions I had in the past have been worn away by the years. Everything I once wanted to have is now within my reach, but why do I always feel so sad in my heart.

Because of the passage of time, or because they still lost a lot.

For the first time, He Yibin felt that he actually had the potential to be a poet. Seeing how surging his emotions were, becoming a doctor instead of a poet would really be eroding his talent. It is also a loss to the country. It has lost a promising young man who could win the Nobel Prize for Literature.

And now this promising young man is holding a needle to prick the tender little finger of a little girl.

"Come on, Xunxun, stretch out your little hand."

He Yibin stretched out his hand and squatted in front of Xunxun.

The little one looks up to others every day, so it is better to be equal to her, otherwise, she will be unhappy and scared.

Xunxun looked at his father, always holding his little hands behind his back.

Lu Yi smiled encouragingly at her.

"Be good, don't be afraid."

Xunxun thought for a while, then stretched out his little hand, and then quickly buried his little face in his father's arms.

No matter how good she says, no matter how brave she is, she is actually only a child between one and three years old, and such a big child is still ignorant. She is most afraid of pain. Which child does not cry when getting an injection? Yes, they are all afraid and crying.

Her little and tender fingers were pricked, Xunxun grabbed her father's clothes tightly, and held her baby tightly in her arms.

He Yibin stood up and sent the blood sample to the monitoring room.

"Speed ​​it up a little bit, I'll come over and ask for it later."

The people in the monitoring room agreed and immediately carried out urgent tests.

And He Yibin also had to take Xunxun for several other examinations. If there were no major problems, the child should have pneumonia.

This is just the right time, and I have to run to the hospital again.

Soon after, when the test results came out, Xunxun had already fallen asleep, and a needle was already hung on the back of her little hand. The test results were similar to what He Yibin thought, it was indeed pneumonia.

But this time it was better than last time.

This time it was discovered early, and it was only in the early stages. The fever will probably go away tomorrow, and it will be fine after a few days of injections. Otherwise, Xunxun's health will be bad if he takes too many medicines.

You are already so thin. If you continue to lose weight like this, you will be pitiful.

"Is she wired and locked?" He Yibin carefully placed the Xunxun case, and then shook her little hand. The temperature on his body was now normal, and the fever was gone, which was great.

"No," Lu Yi pursed his thin lips, and there was always some indescribable alienation in his dark eyes.

He Yibin sighed, then gently reached out and patted Lu Yi's shoulder.

"Don't worry too much. She didn't come back last time, and it's the same this time. Both of you and your wife are very hard-working. It's impossible for you to become separated so easily."

This is self-deprecating, but still worrying.

And this sentence of "hard fate" really hurt Lu Yi a little. Yes, their fate was very hard. After several life and death, they finally survived. It was the same for him and Yan Huan.

Is it possible that success is due to a hard fate, so the love they have to bear is more and heavier than ordinary people?

Xunxun moved her little body, and just when she was about to raise her hand, Lu Yi held her little arm and stopped her from moving. What if the needle slipped? He really had to give her another injection.

If she had to give him another injection, she would cry to death.

Xunxun's little arm was held down, and she felt uncomfortable at all. She frowned her delicate little eyebrows, and then pursed her little mouth, looking like she was about to cry.

"Don't cry, don't cry," Lu Yi touched his daughter's forehead, and then remembered something. He took out his mobile phone and found a song. This was sung by Yan Huan. Only mothers are good in the world. Xunxun and the three children had just learned it.

The three children sang the song in unison, and Yan Huan, the mother, didn't know how long she laughed at the beginning.

But now there are only these songs, and no one.

Xunxun may have fallen asleep quickly because she heard her mother's voice. One of her little hands was still grabbing the quilt, and her little face gradually relaxed.

Lu Yi played this song over and over again.

To be honest, Yan Huan's singing was not good. Her voice was nice, not too crisp, but with a hint of sweetness like tea. However, she had no talent for singing, and she would sing out of tune. The only thing that could keep her from singing out of tune was children's songs, and she finally found the right way to sing.

That was to sing children's songs with her three children. The chorus of the mother and her children was still very nice.