took the pillow and sniffed it: "It smells so good." ”

Zhou Chen smiled: "That's right, it smells good." So I didn't throw it away, I planned to take it home and put it in the cupboard as an aroma. ”

"What's in there?"

"Where do I know, I heard my mother say that it is a herb that cleanses the liver and brightens the eyes, and says that sleeping is good for the eyes. ”

Zhou Chen, who studied Western medicine, of course, scoffed at this theory.

After thinking about it, I couldn't help but ask, "The things in here are all brought by grandma?"

"Yes, they brought it from their hometown, like a baby, and they say that their children use this. ”

I always feel that something is wrong, but I can't cut the pillow to see.

After chatting with Zhou Chen for a while, Qin Chao wanted to go back to work, and Doudou also got up to say goodbye.

Saying goodbye to Qin Chao downstairs, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Lyle, then went around to a bench at the back of the building and sat down and waited.

Doudou still intends to give Lyle a reminder that she doesn't want any accidents for innocent children.

"No way, I used that pillow when I was a kid and it was totally fine. ”

Doudou hurriedly explained: "I'm not saying that there must be something wrong with that pillow. I mean, the smell is exactly the same. You must have also heard about Xiao Ai's situation at that time, it was very dangerous, and she died accidentally. ”

Shi Xiaoai's experience, not only in the Third Hospital, but also widely spread in TP, everyone sighed that art really comes from life, in the past, this kind of thing happened in palace fighting dramas, but I didn't expect that in real life, there was really a situation where a small grass killed people.

Lyle didn't dare to joke about the safety of her own daughter, and began to hesitate a little.

"Besides, even if they are two different things." You also have to consider Zhou Chen's thoughts. Many people in the Third Courtyard have smelled that fragrance, in case someone tells Zhou Chen, what should you do?"

Thinking of the conflict between his mother and Zhou Chen in the morning, Lyle's head instantly grew and he said very sincerely, "Thank you." ”

The relationship with him is not good, but after Lyle came to the sales department, it may be because of the beauty of distance, and he is much more pleasing to the eye.

Finally, Doudou asked in detail about the contents of the small pillow.

Men, they don't care about these things.

Lyle only remembers seeing children in his hometown, but he can't tell what the contents look like.

At that moment, his phone rang.

The confinement lady called.

After Lyle answered, he quickly said goodbye to Doudou and rushed back.

Fortunately, the floor of the obstetrics and gynecology department is not high, and Lyle did not have time to wait for the elevator, so she ran upstairs in three steps and two steps.

Before she could get inside, Lyle saw the little pillow being thrown out the door, lying pitifully on the floor.

The ward was quite quiet, but looking at Zhou Chen's undulating chest and his mother's tearful eyes, there should have been a fuss, this is an intermission.

As soon as he came, the confinement sister-in-law who was in the middle breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly pulled a trembling little nurse beside Zhou Chen away, and closed the door of the ward with her hand.

Lyle guessed that it must have been the pillow matter, but it wasn't clear how Zhou Chen knew.

At this time, the only way to do this is to let the nonsense appear: "If you have something to say, don't scare the child." ”

Zhou Chen sat on the edge of the bed and waved his hand helplessly: "You ask your mother, what good things did she do?"

Lyle's mother wiped her hand on her face and said, "I'll leave tomorrow." ”

Lyle, who knows where the root is, but can't explain it, really wants to die.

In this dilemma, the door of the ward was pushed open, Vice President Zhou and Zhou's mother walked in, and the small pillow was in Vice President Zhou's hand.

The appearance of his father-in-law and mother-in-law made Lyle nervous.

In particular, Vice President Zhou was obviously suppressing his anger, and his eyebrows were already twisted.

Lyle was just about to speak, but Vice Dean Zhou had already shouted, "Zhou Chen, apologize to your mother-in-law." ”

Zhou's mother has also stepped forward to comfort her in-laws and helped her sit on the sofa: "Chenchen has been spoiled by us since she was a child, it is our fault, you bear with us." ”

Zhou Chen stood up with his hands on his hips, pointed to the small pillow in Vice President Zhou's hand and said, "Dad, do you know ......?"

"Shut up. I love to listen to those gossip, and I don't distinguish between truth and falsehood. Vice Dean Zhou unceremoniously interrupted his daughter, "The Qin Dynasty has already asked people to check, there are two kinds of this herb that are very similar, one is harmful to the human body, but the other is not. Lyle's kind of abundant in their hometown is very common, and it doesn't matter. Not only that, but the kind in Lin Dong's flower tea is actually harmless. ”

Zhou Chen was surprised by this new news, and asked casually, "Then what's the matter with Miss Shi?"

"Who knows, allergies can happen to anyone at any time. ”

His father is very good at medicine, and now he is the vice president, Zhou Chen will naturally believe his explanation, and he didn't say anything more.

He gave the pillow to his wife, and Vice President Zhou instructed: "You put this pillow away and use it when the child is older." This is sewn by the in-laws, it is grandma's intention, and it can't be wasted. ”

"Good. ”

Zhou's mother took it, immediately opened her brand-name handbag, carefully put the small pillow in it, and firmly buckled the bag.

Seeing that Zhou Chen's parents were so polite, Lyle's mother couldn't say anything more.

After coming here for almost a week, she also found that her son's father-in-law and mother-in-law are actually good people, but they are busy with work on weekdays, socialize more, and see less together.

You see, people are so rich and powerful, and they are quite sensible.

My mother-in-law is right, Zhou Chen is an only daughter, and the family conditions are so good, it is understandable that she is spoiled.

It's a good thing to think that your granddaughter can grow up so golden, and she will not be angry with her in-laws when she marries in the future.

When Zhou Chen apologized again, Lyle's mother's anger disappeared.

The happiest was Lyle, who almost hugged his father-in-law and sang "Good Daddy" with gratitude.

It's peaceful here, but it's different in the VIP ward.

The news that the flower tea was okay also reached Lin Dong's ward, but Jiang was still old and spicy, and he obviously didn't believe it.

The person who sent him away from the hospital, Lin Dong closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa and was silent for a long time, then suddenly opened his eyes and said, "The tea bag we brought is fine, it can only show that the problem is in the hospital." ”

Uncle Chen sat aside: "Do you think someone has changed the flavor of the tea? However, we made the tea by ourselves, and no one from the hospital participated." ”

Lin Li provided another way of thinking: "If the case is not well investigated, the motive should be investigated." Whether it's good or bad with us, check them all. This kind of thing will not be a small employee, it must be a powerful hospital leader, and there are few hospitals, so they should be able to check something. ”

......

Leaving his daughter's ward, Vice President Zhou sent his wife away, sent her to the garage very intimately, and sat directly in the passenger seat.

Mrs. Zhou did not start the car immediately, but opened her bag and looked at it.

Vice President Zhou closed her bag: "Hurry up and change the things in the pillow." ”

Mrs. Zhou had palpitations: "You are too bold to dare to joke with your granddaughter's life." ”

"The woman's opinion. If you smell this thing, you won't have anything at all, and you have to eat it to get a problem. ”

"The child is so young, what if the resistance is poor?"

"Alright. It's not nothing. How could Zhou Chen let the child sleep on this pillow, your daughter, you still don't understand?"

Mrs. Zhou didn't want to quarrel with him anymore: "Get out of the car quickly, I'm going to get rid of this, like carrying a time bomb." ”