At the end of March, Wan Yu had a severe cold, and it was time for Qianqiu to take his tenth chemotherapy treatment, and after weighing it, Kiyowa had to take Wan Yu to the hospital together. People in chemotherapy generally have poor resistance, and Wan Yu, who is sick, always tries to get to Qianqiu, which makes Qinghe very annoyed. Wan Yu is only five years old, and sometimes it is useless to reason with him, and the only thing Qinghe can do is to put a mask on each of them to control the spread of germs to a certain extent.

During the day, Qinghe took Wan Yu to the outpatient clinic to hang the salt water, and then returned to the ward with the salt water, let him lie on the hospital escort bed, and try to keep his distance from Qianqiu. In order to prevent him from accidentally pulling out the needle, Qinghe bought a toy phone for him to play, which is a toy that can be bought everywhere near the hospital, only a few dollars, any button will sing a song, a total of ten, are today's more popular children's songs. Because Wan Yu doesn't have any toys himself, he cherishes this small phone very much, and he is afraid that he will accidentally fall, and he doesn't dare to make any big moves on the chair.

Qianqiu was a little uncomfortable, and the whole person leaned on the hospital bed, always paying attention to his own and Wanyu's drips, afraid that if the potion dripped out, the blood would be sucked into the bag. Because of the novelty, Wan Yu began to press the song on the little toy, and every time he pressed a button, he listened to it very seriously, and sometimes even hummed along with the tune, of course, the babbling was not in tune at all.

The ward should be absolutely quiet, and when Wan Yu started to play the third song, the aunt in the next bed finally got a little impatient and wanted her husband to come over and warn the bear child.

That person has a tiger's back and doesn't look kind at all, and Qinghe is not here now. When Zhao Qianqiu saw that person coming, she felt very bad in her heart, but she was so weak at this time that she felt a little difficult to say more. She thought back to the little girl who had been specially warned by the nurse not long ago, and coupled with the current expressions of the couple, she felt that Wan Yu might be scolded.

"Uncle, do you want to play?" Seeing the man coming, Wan Yu was not afraid to hand over the toy in his hand at all. There are many children in the family, and his sister always tells him that good things should be shared with others, so he is so stingy at this time.

"Well, uncle doesn't play ......" The strong man's expression was a little wrong, why didn't this kid play cards according to the routine, which made him a little messed up now.

"Qing and his brother said that listening to music when they are sick can make people happy, has Auntie become happy?" Wan Yu glanced at the woman lying on the hospital bed, smiling like a flower. (Well, in fact, Qinghe didn't say anything like that, these are all nonsense from Wan Yu himself.) ）

"Well, it's okay, it's just that I don't really like the songs on your phone. At that time, she actually had a plan, if this little ghost cried unreasonably, she must have taken the opportunity to let her husband teach this little kid a good lesson, but he is so cute now, those ugly words, she really can't say it.

"Then put on Auntie's favorite song......" Wan Yu put away his toys and sat down on the escort chair obediently.

"Does your brother eat bananas?" the strong man glanced at Qianqiu, and his tone reversed one hundred and eighty degrees. Although he seems to have a very bad temper, he has a very good personality, and her wife just knew this and called him over, but she didn't expect him to be so useless, and he disarmed and surrendered in less than a few minutes.

"Well, no...... Leave the bananas for Auntie to eat, and I'll eat the small biscuits......" Wan Yu pointed to the little bear biscuits on the windowsill where he hadn't finished eating yet, and half of the bear biscuits were left, "Brother Qinghe, he's going to buy fruit now, if I eat bananas now, I won't be able to eat what he bought later." ”

"Well, you see he said so himself, you don't have to give it to him, I'm really embarrassed just now, the sound of his toy is a little loud, I didn't have time to stop it......" Qianqiu nodded at them embarrassedly, I really don't know who Wan Yu learned from such a flamboyant tongue, if he doesn't guide it well, I'm really afraid that he will become a big liar when he grows up.

"It's okay, he's already put it away himself...... the woman in the next bed shook her head, she is also a mother herself, and now that her son has worked, Wan Yu is so cute, it will inevitably remind her of what her son looked like when he was a child.

"I'm sorry...... Zhao Qianqiu nodded at the person again, and then turned his attention to Wan Yu, "This little guy is really good at pretending!"

"Ah, Brother Qinghe is back!" There was a slight movement at the door, Wan Yu immediately turned his eyes, and saw that it was Qinghe who was back, he wanted to run over immediately, but when he saw that he still had a needle hanging in his hand, he didn't dare to move casually, so he could only greet Qinghe with his other hand.

"Are you obedient?" Qinghe put down the things he bought and picked up Wan Yu, who lay flat in his arms and let out a giggle laugh.

"Well...... Wan Yu is obedient and obedient, so what reward does Brother Qinghe have?" Wan Yu's eyelashes fluttered, and his eyes were full of anticipation. When he has a cold, no matter what he eats, he always feels tasteless, and when he used to have a fever, his sister would always make some fruit tea, so at this time, he was especially looking forward to Qinghe taking out some of his favorite snacks from the bag.

"It depends on your performance later......" Zhao Qianqiu was still hanging on chemotherapy pills at this time, his face was a little bad, and the eldest aunt came, it was really worse, he felt very sad to think about it, when he went out just now, he bought some ginger brown sugar and brought it back to flush water for her to drink, and now he didn't have time to get it for her.

“…… Then I'll do it again......" Wan Yu pursed his mouth, he thought that he had performed well just now, and he thought that he would definitely be praised.

"Is the hot water bottle cold, you take it out and I'll charge it for you......" Because of the chemotherapy reaction, her menstrual period this time does not seem to be as serious as before, but now she is weak, and she can only lean on the bed like now.

"En......" Zhao Qianqiu nodded, took out the hot water bottle from the quilt, and handed it over.

Qinghe hugged Wan Yu for a while, put him back on the chair, took out a box of small cakes from the bag, opened it and fed it to his mouth, then turned around and charged Qianqiu's hot water bottle, picked up the cup she drank from, poured some boiling water from the hot water bottle, shook the cup, poured all the water inside, and then poured a packet of ginger brown sugar into the cup and poured hot water into the cup, then picked up the scoop and stirred, and after all the brown sugar in the cup melted, he handed the cup to Zhao Qianqiu.

"Be careful, it's a little hot......" Although he handed the cup over, he still kept holding it, for fear that if she didn't hold it, she would sprinkle it all on herself.

This cup of brown sugar water was a little hot, Zhao Qianqiu took a small sip lightly, and retracted his mouth again. Qinghe saw all these small movements in his eyes, and felt that he still lacked considerations, so he scooped a spoonful with a spoonful, put it to his mouth and blew a few mouthfuls, and then fed it to Qianqiu's mouth.

After ......repeating Qinghe's action several times, Wan Yu finally couldn't help laughing.

"What are you doing?" Qinghe turned his head away, not knowing what the little imp was dissatisfied with now.

"My sister is like a child, and I have to feed Qinghe and my brother when I eat......" The child is always very upright in some aspects, and he suddenly said this, causing the aunt and her husband in the ward to look sideways at Qinghe several times.

"I can't imagine that your husband and wife have such a good relationship...... aunt sighed sincerely, young people today are always very impetuous, and it is really very rare to be like them now. And this boy is not only good-looking, but also has a good personality, if her family is a daughter, then this must be the best choice for her son-in-law.

"I'd better drink it myself......" Qianqiu was thin-skinned and couldn't stand what others said, so when people said two more words, her face quickly turned red.