Chapter Thirty-Nine: My Qin Leng's Son
Qin Leng hurriedly hugged An Xiaomo in his arms.
"Momo, what's wrong with you?"
"I hurt here, Daddy, what should I do?"
An Xiaomo's little finger pointed at his chest.
The crumpled face the size of a palm is really pitiful.
"Wait a minute, Daddy will call you a doctor right away. β
Qin Leng took out his mobile phone and skillfully dialed out a string of numbers.
"Come to the estate right away. β
Qin Leng's expression was serious, this kid is usually poor, but now he looks ......
"Daddy, I hurt so much,"
An Xiaomo's little hand tightly grasped the corner of Qin Leng's clothes, and the hair on his forehead was also soaked with sweat.
"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, the doctor will come right away. β
Qin Leng really has no experience in taking care of children, and he really doesn't know what he should do.
Finally, half an hour later, the doctor was led to the room by Ou Yuntu.
"Emperor Shao, you have to put the child on the bed first. β
The doctor was surprised at first when he saw a child in Di Shao's arms, and then calmed down.
It seems that the things that have gone viral in the past few days are not groundless.
"Daddy, don't, I just want you to hold me, you hold me!"
An Xiaomo grabbed Qin Leng's clothes and refused to let go,
"Good, Xiao Mo, the doctor wants to treat you, it's okay right away!"
Qin Leng took advantage of An Xiaomo's slight relaxation and put him down.
The doctor began to listen and touch An Xiaomo's body.
Qin Leng also frowned on the side.
"Emperor Shao, there is nothing wrong with the little young master, I really can't find out what the reason is. β
The doctor only said this sentence after checking it for a long time.
Qin Leng grabbed the doctor's collar, and the expression on his face was as if he was about to eat people.
"My son, if there are any three longs and two shorts today, your life will not be easy!"
Ou Yuntu immediately went over and pulled Qin Leng, "Emperor Shao, calm down, calm down, you shouldn't doubt Doctor Gu's medical skills!"
Qin Leng also watched An Xiaomo's increasingly uncomfortable expression get out of control, otherwise how could the angry Emperor Shao be like this.
Qin Leng slowly let go of his hand, and his eyes closed for a moment.
Ou Yuntu rescued Doctor Gu from Qin Leng's hands.
Dr. Gu coughed a few times and continued to add his opinion.
"Emperor Shao, I just said that I couldn't find out what the reason was, but I didn't say that there was no way. β
This time, it was not only Qin Leng, but even Ou Yuntu wanted to give him a slap.
Talking so loudly, panting is not afraid to flash his tongue.
"Does the little master have a mental illness?"
Qin Leng heard the doctor say this, and hurriedly pulled him to the faΓ§ade.
"How do you know?"
"Although I don't have professional medical equipment to check the body of the little young master now, I have also received a case before, and the clinical symptoms are exactly the same as the little master's current clinical symptoms, he is because of a mental illness. β
"What if it is?"
"If so, it is up to the patient to regulate, and psychological diseases are actually more difficult to solve than physical diseases. β
After Ouyuntu sent the doctor away, he disappeared silently.
An Xiaomo is now asleep in a daze.
Qin Leng has been holding the little milk bag all the time, and there are teardrops in the corners of the little milk bag's eyes.
Now even Qin Leng has turned into a finger twister.
An Yutong once said before that because An Xiaomo grew up with her since he was a child, he had an inexplicable sense of dependence on An Yutong psychologically.
And this sense of dependence becomes pathological.
So the series of behaviors that Xiao Nibao usually shows are because of his psychological problems.
My family's An Dabao, my An Dabao.
Qin Leng suddenly regretted a little in his heart, whether he appeared too late.
Therefore, An Xiaomo will become what he is now.
An Yutong seems to have telepathy with his son.
While An Xiaomo said that it hurt, An Yutong also felt as if he was uncomfortable.
An Yutong has been living in his own house for the past few days, but he doesn't let the little milk bag know.
At first, An Yutong always thought that he had a cold or other symptoms.
But it slowly turned out that it didn't seem to be.
An Yutong wanted to call Qin Leng and ask An Xiaomo how he was, but the phone he dialed repeatedly hung up immediately.
Several times in a row.
An Yutong finally succeeded in suppressing the idea in his heart.
This time has passed, and maybe my son will succeed.
What could be more important than that!
Everyone waited in great torment until the next day the Oriental pale.
An Yutong breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally dawn.
Qin Leng also finally breathed a sigh of relief.
An Xiaomo finally stopped making trouble.
Shouted a night last night Mommy.
If this was still the case today, Qin Leng was not sure if he would hand An Yutong back.
This is simply cruel to a four-year-old child.
Suddenly, An Xiaomo's eyelashes moved, and his eyes slowly opened.
"Daddy. β
"How's it going?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore, it's much better, Daddy worked hard last night. An Xiaomo just woke up, and his voice was extremely soft.
"It's okay, as long as you're okay, daddy is happier than anything else. β
Qin Leng picked up An Xiaomo and hugged it tightly to his chest.
"Actually, Mommy didn't go on a business trip!"
An Xiaomo suddenly burst out with a sentence.
Before Qin Leng could speak, he began to say again,
"If I had survived last night, Mommy would have come back, wouldn't I?" An Xiaomo's smile was so bright.
"You know it all?"
"Daddy, I'm just low EQ, although my IQ can't be compared with you!, but it should be no problem to far surpass my peers, in fact, I've always known that I'm a little too dependent on Mommy's emotions, but I don't know what to do!"
An Xiaomo was particularly aggrieved when he said this.
"And you're still letting Mommy go?"
"Of course I'm going to let my mommy go, and I'm going to pretend I don't know anything, because then mommy can leave with peace of mind and let me be treated, isn't it?"
Qin Leng was about to be impressed by his son's understanding.
It's just a four-year-old kid, but many times he does so many things that adults can't do.
"Momo, Daddy is really proud of you. β
"I just think Mommy is too hard, I've been called a wild child since I was a child, in fact, the saddest thing is not me, it's Mommy!"
An Xiaomo felt sad when she remembered that she had seen Mommy shed tears again and again.
Mu Yichen looked at the magnolia flowers that were blooming just right outside, and the magnolia flowers at this time were not the best-looking.
But it has always been Mu Yichen's favorite.
An Yutong is allergic to all pollen, but only magnolia pollen.
And it's still magnolia pollen now.
Mu Yichen didn't know why he remembered this so clearly.
When I first woke up, I didn't even remember the name An Yutong, but I only remembered it.
Magnolia.
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