She glanced at Li Wenjing apologetically and said, "Children like to talk nonsense, Sister Gu, don't you mind......"

"It's okay, it's okay, just call my sister my sister, just now I was afraid that calling 'Auntie' will call me old, and calling my sister will make me look younger." ”

Seeing that Sister Shen looked cramped and uneasy, Li Wenjing hurriedly came out to play the round.

"Hee-hee, Sister Yu!

When the little girl heard this, she was immediately happy, turned her face to Li Wenjing and grinned, holding her arm and calling Sister Yu one by one.

"Qiqi, you shouted wrong, this is Sister Gu!"

Sister Ma also smiled and corrected beside her.

When Sister Shen saw her daughter like this, she wanted to scold her not to mess around, but it was not good to scare her in front of outsiders.

My poor daughter, since she was seven years old, fell and woke up with a broken brain and became confused.

Always talking gibberish, and I don't even know people anymore.

As a result, now three years have passed, and their daughter's illness has been good and bad, and the two of them have seen many doctors, but there is still no way to cure it.

"Not Sister Jade, I remember that in my dreams I always called you Sister Jade?"

The little girl was confused all at once.

She looked at this and that in confusion, stared at Li Wenjing's face carefully, and even reached out to touch it, and said to herself: "Strange, it's obviously Sister Yu's face?"

"Why did you become Sister Gu again?"

"No, no, Sister Yu doesn't seem to have a big belly?"

She touched Li Wenjing's big belly again, her face suddenly changed, and she grabbed her hair in distress, as if she wanted to remember something.

But I felt as if my head had been pricked with a needle, and there was a burst of pain.

"Shhh...... My head hurts......"

Then the little girl held her head with both hands and cried out in pain, and Sister Ma and Li Wenjing couldn't help but look at each other.

When Sister Shen saw her daughter like this, tears couldn't help but flow down.

She stepped forward and hugged her daughter in distress, just crying silently.

The little girl was in her arms, but her eyes were closed, crying uneasily, kicking and beating.

Seeing this situation, Sister Ma was a little restless, so she was ready to get up and say goodbye.

I didn't expect to encounter such a thing when I brought Gu Meizi to the door for the first time, and they couldn't help here, and it was embarrassing for the host to stay again.

What a shame it makes for them.

So Sister Ma gave "Gu Fanxin" a look and prepared to leave.

Li Wenjing had a sense of familiarity inexplicably from the moment she first saw this little girl appear.

It's as if they are really inextricably linked.

Now I see that the little girl is suddenly sick, and I want to go up and help.

So she broke the embarrassment, took the initiative to stand up, and then recommended herself: "Sister Shen, does Qiqi have a headache, I will massage to relieve the headache, or let me try it?"

"Good good ......"

Sister Shen said incoherently while holding her daughter hard.

You know, every time my daughter has a seizure, it hurts for an hour or two.

It made her heart break.

Now that this young girl is willing to help take a look, let her try.

Even if it can only alleviate a little, it will also allow her daughter to suffer less sin.

"Do you want us to help, how do you get it?"

Sister Ma also said next to her.

"Okay, Sister Shen, Sister Ma, the two of you hug her together and put her on the sofa, Sister Shen, you hold the child's arm and ask her not to move, Sister Ma, you let her feet not move. ”