Yin Nanfeng's prescription is very effective, Song Ci only drank two doses, and he felt that he had a clear brain and a clear body, and he felt that he was healthy and healthy!

Of course, this is the subtle feeling of her sensitive mental power far beyond ordinary people.

As the saying goes, illness comes like a mountain, and illness goes like a thread.

Song Ci herself is also very bad, but in the eyes of her concerned family, her almost negligible recovery speed is equivalent to not getting better, and she needs to continue to recuperate.

"Mom, I need to go to the bathroom. ”

The family strictly implemented the doctor's instructions, took care of her 24 hours a day, and was selfless and meticulous, which made Song Ci miserable.

She didn't want to raise mushrooms in bed! Didn't she lie down long enough in her last life?

Li Shengnan came in when he heard the voice, and he didn't debunk his daughter's nonsense, so he simply took the urinal and asked his daughter to pee.

"Mom, I'll go to the toilet by myself!"

Song Ci strongly protested.

She's not really paralyzed, why did she come up with such a posture?

Li Shengnan whistled directly to cheer up.

Song Ci wanted to cry without tears.

Looking at her mother's posture of not giving up if she doesn't achieve her goal, does she count herself as lifting a stone and shooting herself in the foot?

That's it, the arms can't twist the thighs, and the person has to bow his head under the eaves.

Song Ci worked hard, and finally perfunctory her mother, poured back on the kang without love, and got rid of a salted fish with wasted hands and feet.

Don't be a human being.

"Bao'er drinks milk powder. ”

As soon as Li Shengnan went out, Mrs. Song came in with a bottle of milk, lovingly stuffed it into the mouth of her aggrieved little granddaughter, touched her soft hair, and whispered:

"Good Bao'er is tired and thin. Milk stewed chicken soup, drink two more bowls in the evening.

Your uncle also specially sent two large eels, and a soft-shelled turtle, and the milk was stewed for you. Don't look at things ugly, they can be nourishing. ”

Song Ci didn't want to sigh with the bottle in his mouth.

This soup is poured all day long, not to mention whether it is made up or not, it is true to run to the toilet.

But now she doesn't even have the right to go to the toilet on her own!

Don't want to drink. 187

Mrs. Song saw that her little granddaughter was reluctant, and took out a piece of big rabbit toffee to coax her:

"It's really delicious, the milk doesn't lie to you, and others can't drink it if they want to.

Good Bao'er, is it that you have drunk too much medicinal soup and have a bitter mouth, and you don't have any taste for anything you eat? My Bao'er has suffered, take a sugar and sweet mouth, don't let your mother see it. ”

Li Shengnan strictly limits the amount of candy his daughter eats every day, but how can a child not like to eat sugar?

So no matter who saw Song Ci in the family, they would stuff her with a piece of candy, and they would tell her to keep quiet.

Li Shengnan, as the current daughter-in-law of the family, really has no choice but to take care of these elders, so he has to watch his daughter closely, and catch her to brush her teeth several times a day.

Now that the girl is tired and sick, and she has to drink bitter medicine soup every day, can Li Shengnan be a mother without feeling distressed?

also let go of a little restriction, and turned a blind eye to the family's behavior of secretly feeding their daughters candy, pretending not to know.

Song Ci ate sugar in her mouth, and her bad mood slowly became sweet, pouting to give her a kiss on her milk, and picked up the bottle as a cover.

Mrs. Song saw her little granddaughter raise Erlang's legs again, and knew that this time she was coaxed, so she got up and went out with a smile:

"Milk will give you steamed jujube cake, it's sweet and delicious. ”

Song Ci shook her little feet, and waved her hand at her milk with crooked eyebrows, indicating that she was looking forward to it.

Oops, this kind of day of eating, drinking, salted fish paralysis is really, so cool!

It would be better if Li Sheng, gay man, didn't look at her so tightly.

Song Ci was so beautiful that he was about to hum a song, and the cell boss came in.

Li Shengnan handed over a letter and said:

"Your teacher has a letter. ”

Song Ci sat up.

If Li Shengnan hadn't allowed her to lie down and read, she really wouldn't have had a chance to leave the kang seat!

I don't even give a villain book to read, I only listen to people read it to relieve boredom, it's not too exaggerated.

Song Ci even wanted to take the initiative to write his homework! Unfortunately, Li Shengnan didn't let him.

Thank you for the teacher's letter! Regardless of whether you want to ask about your homework, Song Ci is sincerely grateful, and it rains in time.

On the envelope, there was a pen on the hand, only the address and the recipient were written, and there was no payment.

Song Ci was already very adapted, and he recognized it at a glance, this was a letter written by Mr. Qiao.