"Really?"

His eyes lit up, but Zhao Han didn't dare to relax, he knew very well in his heart how much this family didn't like Xue Miaomiao, and the things related to her, the people in the family could hide it, and if they couldn't hide it, they would make it up, just don't tell him the truth.

It's just that his body is too weak, and when his family is sober, he can't get out of this house at all, and only at this time can Zhao Han hate his useless body so much that he can't even go to find his beloved.

"When did the Father lie to you?"

There was a hint of annoyance on his face, but seeing Zhao Han who was so weak, a touch of apology crossed the village chief's eyes, and it was fleeting, and finally sighed lightly, stretched out his hand and pulled the person up from the ground, patted his thin shoulder meaninglessly, and said, "I just saw her come back from the back mountain for my father, you don't have to worry." ”

Seeing that Zhao Han breathed a sigh of relief, his overly tense nerves relaxed, and his thin body shook unbearably, Zhao's father hurriedly reached out to support him, looked at Zhao's mother with an uncertain expression, and finally didn't say a word.

Directly picked up Zhao Han horizontally, feeling Zhao Han, who had almost no weight in his hand, Zhao's father's eyes were once again dyed with apologies, and without waiting for Zhao Han to notice, he restrained his emotions, gently put the person on the bed, shook the quilt, covered him, and whispered: "Don't make your mother angry in the future, listen to her obediently, you know?" ”

"Father, I see."

lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the coldness in his eyes, and when he raised his head again, Zhao Han put on a clear smile and agreed obediently: "I won't make my mother angry again, then Dad, can I go and see Miao Miao?" ”

“…… Drink the medicine and go again. ”

After so many years, this child has suffered, and it is a miracle that he has survived until now.

Since that day his wife had brought him back, she had begun to boil her medicines for the child to drink, and the smell was heavier than before, and he did not know how long the child would last.

He owes this child too much in this life, and he probably can't pay it back.

If this is his last wish, then fulfill him.

"How can you be a father, you don't feel sorry for the child at all, you have to rest well after drinking the medicine, what are you running outside?"

Without waiting for Zhao Han to speak, Zhao's mother quit, and without saying a word, she stepped forward and grabbed Zhao's father's arm twice, glared at him fiercely, and scolded him dissatisfiedly.

"The sun is good today, and it's not good for the child to stay at home all the time, so let him go out for a walk."

frowned in pain, this time Zhao's father did not rely on Zhao's mother.

What do you mean by that? Do you blame me for locking my child in the house and making him sick? ”

I don't know where Zhao's father's words poked Zhao's mother's lung tubes, she instantly raised her voice, but as she spoke, she inexplicably began to wipe her tears, and cried sadly: "The child is weak, and he will be sick if he blows a little wind, what can I do?" Don't restrain him, run out to have fun, he has a good deal, doesn't that kill me? ”

Her eldest son is a premature baby, his body is not as good as an ordinary child, he gets sick when he blows a little wind, the high fever does not go away, and the whole person is burned and confused, can she, a mother, not feel distressed? Can you not be afraid?

Her husband finally braved the wind and snow to take him to the city for medical treatment, but he didn't expect it......

"What are you doing when you were a child?"

Frowning slightly, Zhao's father scolded Zhao's mother angrily, and his honest face was rarely stained with anger, "After so many years, isn't Zhao Han good?" He is not a child now, he is engaged, and he will start a family when this disaster passes, do you always mention the things when he was a child, do you want him to feel guilty and not be at peace for the rest of his life? ”()