Chapter 152: Twelve Don't Cry
Zhixian laughed at Will's words, but she never thought that Will was bursting out of a series of chatter, and she didn't understand it very well, but only roughly understood that this Chinese doctor was specially transferred from the military region a year ago. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
"The senior ward on the top floor gave way to the military, hey, shine, you definitely don't believe it, I doubt that the military is engaged in war germs."
Zhixian also understood his resentment, after all, it was not a very honorable thing to be excluded in his professional field, so he smiled and joked with him, and patted him on the shoulder at the end: "I'll go back to the ward to take care of Twelve." ”
After she finished speaking, she left in a hurry as if she was afraid of being dragged by Will.
Will looked at her back and was quite helpless, this shine!
Lin Yiguo has been studying and visiting accompanied by the US Army General Staff, but fortunately, everything is well prepared, coupled with Will's special care, although Zhixian is alone in the hospital to take care of Twelve, he does not feel that being alone is just a lonely thing.
Looking at the little face that was flushed day by day, her heart that had been hanging finally fell. It seems that Will didn't lie to himself......
"Shine, Bobby, they heard that you flew from Mississippi with me, can we go out and get together in the afternoon?"
Without waiting for Zhixian to reply, Will gestured again, "Twelve can be left in the care of Vasha, and I promise you that she will make this little angel very happy." ”
Vasha is a nurse in the hospital and Will's fiancée, she is very kind, and has given Zhixian a lot of help in the past half a month.
"Oh dear shine, Twelve will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, I swear to God, he will never happen again!"
Will's words have already come to this point, naturally he can't afford to refuse, seeing that she still smiled lightly and hugged the child without speaking, so he talked about the life together in Yunnanyi Hospital in the past.
"Hey, Shine, do you remember that guy named Dennis? He later died, and you would never have imagined that his suicide note was actually written to you! ”
Listening to Will's incessant talk, Zhixian had a headache, and he continued, afraid that the entire ward would know what she had experienced.
"Will," Zhixian called out to him, and paused, "We must be back before dark." ”
"Of course, oh dear, you promised!"
Zhixian followed him out, but he was still a little uneasy, and when he looked back, Vasha squeezed her eyes at her, and made an "ok" gesture, and she nodded and smiled in return.
Varsha propped herself on the side of the bed with one hand and looked at the sleeping baby on the bed with a smile on her face.
The small face is as smooth as porcelain, delicate as if it can poke out water droplets when touched, and the thick eyelashes are like fans, which is really the perfect oriental little angel.
Obviously only a nine-month-old baby, but he is as sensible as a big child, purses his mouth when he the needle, and he doesn't cry, and the tears fall slowly, which is even more distressing to watch.
Thinking of what Zhixian told herself before leaving, Vasha was a little puzzled, Twelve was obviously very well-behaved, how could she be a little embarrassed to ask herself? He also said that the child is not easy to coax, and he obviously won't shed tears.
As soon as the hour hand of the watch on her wrist pointed to five, the child on the bed opened a pair of big black eyes.
Vasha smiled, "Oh, dear twelve, you're awake. ”
Twelve waved his little fat hand, and he made a "hmm" with his stomach like a goldfish.
Vasha picked up the baby toy bell on the bedside table and shook it twice in front of him: "Good baby, mom is out, Aunt Vasha is here to take care of you." ”
Twelve seemed to understand, and his previous quiet appearance suddenly changed, and he began to cry loudly with a "wow".
Vasha had never seen him cry, and for a moment he was a little at a loss, and another woman in the same ward commanded: "Let's see if the baby is peeing his pants?" ”
Twelve, naturally, is no.
Vasha picked him up and swayed as others coaxed the child, and sang some gentle songs to him as she swayed, but all these tricks did not work for him.
"Oh my God, what am I going to do!"
Varsha was almost ready to cry without tears, and for fear of disturbing the patients in the room, she carried him out.
As soon as she arrived in the corridor, a group of little sisters from the nurses' station surrounded her, and her twelve cries hoarsely, and her little face was flushed, and she felt distressed when she looked at it.
They took pacifiers and all kinds of toys, and some even brought babies over to ask them to have a conversation between babies, but all in vain.
"Oh, Leda, can you give me a call to Will?"
Vasha was so helpless that if Twelve continued to cry like this, he was afraid that his voice would be hoarse, but no one could coax him, so he could only call his mother back.
Leda answered, turned around and went to the landline to make a call.
A group of people who came down from the top floor walked to the third floor, and they were suddenly attracted by a loud baby cry, and the old Chinese doctor who was the head frowned slightly, and was about to say something, but saw that the man in front of him had already walked to the nurse's station, he held his glasses, and couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.
"Hello, do you need help?"
Hearing the deep man's voice, Vasha raised her head, and her blue eyes were greeted by an extremely handsome oriental face.
Oh my God, she spoke English so well, she thought she was an American!
The ghost sent the gods, and Vasha handed over the twelve he was holding.
Seeing the man's big hands take over the child, it was obviously a very rusty and stiff action, she was a little annoyed for a while, oh my God, what stupid things did she do, why did she give Twelve to a stranger without even thinking!
The aura on the person in front of her was too powerful, and she was a little scared when she looked at it, if she was scared of Twelve, wouldn't it be miserable?
Thinking so, Vasha smiled and stretched out her hand, wanting to bring Twelve back: "Of course, but, oh, you may not be very good at coaxing children." ”
And the strange thing is that as soon as Twelve Fu was carefully picked up by him, he actually stopped crying.
Vasha's eyes are falling to the ground!
"Oh my God, this is incredible."
Against the backdrop of his tall and straight figure, Twelve seemed to be only a small group.
From the staircase, a man in an ironed suit stood straight under the ceiling lamp in the corridor, looking down at the baby he was holding, and his well-defined side face looked a little soft that did not match his sharp edge.
"Hua, it's almost 5:45, how should we report to the general? You know, the general has been waiting for this day for a long time, and if it doesn't pass on time, I think he'll go crazy! ”
The old doctor came back to his senses, glanced at the officer who asked him, and replied fluently in English: "What else can I say, just say that he is holding the child!" (To be continued.) )