"Daddy?" The little guy grabbed the corner of his clothes with his dirty and sticky hands, and looked at the uncomfortable appearance of the adult rubbing his temples, and his eyes were dotted with worry.

Just while expressing his concern, he unconsciously stuffed his dirty little hands into his mouth, wanting to taste the taste of the dark milk puree he made himself.

"Did you get your brain eaten by a dog?" , Zhan Changran finally stopped watching coldly, stopped her behavior, and washed the little dirty hands with water: "This is too disgusting, don't waste it if you don't drink milk, don't waste it like this again, do you understand?" ”

Seeing that every finger was wiped clean, Izuki withdrew her hand and opened her eyes wide to see the man who had not relaxed with a frown - the obviously unhappy adult still endured his temper and showed a lot of patience.

milkily squeezed out a light and long tone, soft and coquettish, I don't know if I understood his words, stretched out my hand to my father to hug.

Zhan Changran raised his hand and touched his little daughter's forehead, the slightly hot temperature of her hands meant that she was still feverish, her neck was a little swollen, and other physical signs did not improve except for her mental state.

He himself is also suffering from a fever, and active infection with the virus is not a big problem for an adult with a strong immune system like him, and even the fever is only a slight low-grade fever, which does not cause much harm to the body, and the discomfort can be tolerated.

But for children, the high fever and some complications when they are sick will make them very uncomfortable, so Zhan Changran was not too irritable when Yi Yue cried at every turn, but patiently coaxed.

This little daughter can speak, but she doesn't talk about where she is uncomfortable, the inflammation has not disappeared, not only does she not cry or make trouble, but she can entertain herself as if she has no feelings.

Let's say she is unconscious, she is slow and dull, and she can't drink milk because of a swollen and sore throat, she can now sit in one place when she can't be quiet, it's not that she is lazy and doesn't stand up, but she is weak and weak, and she can't support her activity.

The little meat that had been raised in the village before was gone, and it became a weak and weak small one.

It's quite enduring, endure not crying, endure not crying, with some timidity that she can't even detect, careful not to boldly express her emotions, for fear of making him angry.

The shadow of their previous attitude towards her will one day turn into chains, restraining the child's confidence and courage.

Zhan Changran picked her up, and could feel two little arms around his neck, and his little face leaned on his shoulder very tightly, like a small pastry.

Milk powder is provided by the girl, almost the most high-end energy food suitable for young children, you can only eat a few bites at a time according to Yi Yue, but it can only maintain her minimum physiological activity, and it can't support her to wake up for too long.

Unexpectedly, soon the man heard the sound of her even breathing as she fell asleep.

Itsuki is the most relaxed time when he falls asleep quietly, and he doesn't have to worry about unnecessary trouble caused by crying for a long time, and he doesn't have to worry about crying for too long causing damage to her body, and he doesn't have to worry about having to deal with her frequent requests after waking up.

The nerves in his brain began to beat abruptly again, and Zhan Changran stood still in place, holding his forehead with one hand, and was as still as a sculpture for a while.

It wasn't until the sound of communication came from the light brain that his teammates hurriedly called him over to see the wonders, that he moved his arm to break the silence and ran over in the right direction.