Chapter 251: Worry about him

After speaking, he pulled the branch and left without looking back.

Sang Mo sat down on the chair with a decadent face, and tears began to roll in his eyes.

Qin Xiaobai looked sad for a while, but he didn't know how to comfort her, he just reached out and gently patted her slightly trembling back.

Sang Zhi pulled Nazhi out of the mall angrily, found his car, and let her sit in.

Na Zhi watched Sang Zhi cautiously all the way and didn't dare to make a sound, and at this time, he saw Sang Zhi holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his face turned red with anger, and he couldn't help but ask worriedly: "Auntie, are you okay?" ”

Turning his head to see the branch, Sang Zhi forced himself to calm down, reached out and stroked her hair, reluctantly pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled: "Auntie is fine, did it scare you?" ”

The little girl shook her head obediently, "Auntie, don't be angry, that aunt must not have deliberately upset you." ”

Sang Zhi smiled, "Little ghost, talk as if you know everything." ”

Back at home, Mo Qinglian had just come back from buying vegetables and was preparing to cook dinner, while Sang Zi was preparing for the acupuncture treatment on the first day.

After dinner, Mulberry helped the branch finish her and took her to the bedroom.

Sang Zi was ready and waiting in the room, while Mo Qinglian also sat aside to cheer for her husband.

Na Zhi looked at a few people with serious faces, his mood was inexplicably a little nervous, and he couldn't help but feel a little hard holding the small hand of Sang Zhi.

"Don't be afraid, there may be a little pain, but it doesn't hurt very much, that branch is very brave, it won't be afraid, right?"

Mulberry said as he gently pressed her into a chair.

Na Zhi nodded a little resignedly, and turned to look at Sang Zi, "I believe in Grandpa's medical skills." ”

Sang Zi smiled, reached out and began to gently massage her head, "Relax, trust grandpa, it doesn't hurt." ”

It was very comfortable to be massaged by Sang Zi like this, and the branch gradually forgot about his fear, and slowly felt the gentle pressure from the head than his eyes.

After a moment, Sang Zi stopped what he was doing, looked at the branch that was almost asleep, and smiled softly, "Child, grandpa is going to give you a needle, it may hurt a little, be patient, don't move, you know?" ”

Nazhi swallowed his saliva, and despite being nervous, he couldn't help but nod and gave Sang Zi a reassuring smile.

Sang Zhi watched his father carefully pierce the thin silver needles into the various acupuncture points on the head of the branch, and his heart couldn't help but tighten.

She had seen her father use needles for others before, and even sometimes when her mother was unwell, she would ask her father to help her with a few stitches.

But those times the needle was used on the back or shoulder, but this time it was really stuck in the child's head.

One by one, the needles on the branches are more and more, and when you look closely, it seems that there is a thin layer of needles on the head, which is exploding like a hedgehog, which makes people feel worried when they look at it.

And Sang Zi didn't get a stitch, and the thin body couldn't help but tremble lightly.

Although it didn't hurt much, Sang Zhi could imagine that the branch was also clenching her teeth at the moment, and she could even see the tears whirling in the eyes of the branch, and the branch was trying to control it from flowing down.

Sang Zhi didn't know how many needles his father had shared for that branch, but he saw that there were fewer and fewer needles in the needle bag that had always been regarded as a treasure by his father, and finally none of them were missing, and Sang Zi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sit still, grandpa won't give you too long to use the needle on the first day, it will be taken off for you after half an hour, and it will be extended little by little according to the situation in the future."

The head was pierced with silver needles, and the branch didn't dare to shake its head, but raised its eyelids slightly, pulled the corners of its mouth, and gave everyone a reassuring smile.

In the room, several people were watching the situation of the branch with bated breath, and the small room was silent at the moment, only the bright lights dragged the figures of several people very long and thin.

Half an hour was not a long time, but Sang Zhi felt as if a century had passed, so long that her eyelids had begun to fight uncontrollably.

Sang Zi's eyes stared at the expression of the branch without blinking, and occasionally asked softly: "No, I don't feel uncomfortable." ”

The branch didn't dare to make a big move, but just tugged at the corners of his mouth stiffly, and popped out one or two words: "No." ”

Time passed minute by minute, and finally it was time to take the needle, watching the silver needles being taken off the head of the branch by his father, Sang Zhi breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart.

Sang Zhi reached out and grabbed Nazhi's arm and asked worriedly, "Do you feel uncomfortable?" Does it hurt? ”

Nazhi smiled sweetly at her and shook his head: "It's not uncomfortable, it will hurt a little when you start to prick the needle, but it's not very painful, and after a while, you will feel that your brain is very clear and comfortable." ”

Sang Zhi looked back at his father and asked with a look of surprise, "Dad, does this mean that this needle has an effect?" ”

Sang Zi wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, carefully put away the silver needle, and smiled: "How can it be so fast, it can only mean that this method will not bring her side effects, but whether it will have an effect will take a while to see." ”

Sang Zi and Mo Qinglian boiled a bowl of soup medicine for Na Zhi, and smelled the thick and bitter taste from a distance, and Sang Zhi couldn't help frowning.

When you smell this decoction, you know that it is not ordinary bitterness, can that branch be drunk?

"That branch, you drink the medicine obediently, will Auntie give you candy to eat?"

The mulberry branch held the soup bowl, holding his breath and coaxing the branch to drink the medicine.

Sang Zi smiled, took the bowl and handed it directly to Nazhi, "Child, hold your breath and drink it in one breath, in the future, you will have to drink a pair of this medicine every day, drink this medicine and sleep, you can't eat anything else, sugar can't be, it's bitter, it's bitter, but it's over after enduring, obedient." ”

Nazhi looked at Sang Zi and nodded with a smile, "Well, that branch is not afraid of hardship." ”

As he spoke, he picked up the bowl and drank the bowl of medicine as if he were pouring water.

Looking at the branch that didn't frown, Sang Zhi felt that he was really ashamed.

When Nazhi fell asleep, Sang Zhi came out of the room, and when he saw that his parents were still in the living room, he walked over, sat down beside them, and asked, "Dad, how long do you think Nazhi's condition needs to be treated?" Do you have to stick needles like this every day? How long does it take? ”

Sang Zi looked at his daughter and smiled: "This father can't say clearly, fifteen days is a course of treatment, after a course of treatment, I will take her to the hospital for examination, and then determine the next treatment plan according to the results of the examination." By the way, isn't she going to school on Monday, you have to tell her teacher to help take care of that branch, and if she gets sick at school, you must contact us in time. ”

Sang Zhi nodded, if her father didn't say it, she would also ask the teacher to take care of her, after all, she brought other people's children all the way over, so she had to be responsible for the child, and there could be no mistakes, otherwise she really couldn't explain to Nazhi's parents.

Early Monday morning, Mulberry Branch came to school with that branch.

It's rare that Ye Chenze actually got up early in the morning and waited at the school gate.

Seeing Sang Zhi, Ye Chenze walked over with a smile on his face, "Here, this is the child you are talking about?" ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the one that was tightly pulled by the mulberry branch.

"That branch, it's called uncle."

The branch shouted very obediently: "Hello uncle." ”

Ye Chenze looked at her and smiled, "The little girl is so good-looking, let's go, I'll take you to see the principal." ”

After arranging Nazhi's schooling problem, he came out of school, because he was in a hurry to go to work, Sang Zhi didn't talk to Ye Chenze much, just thanked him, and got in the car to leave.

Ye Chenze grabbed the car door and said with a smile: "That...... Have you seen Qin Xiaobai recently? Is she okay? ”

Sang Zhi looked at him and couldn't help but smile, "We only met the day before yesterday, she looks pretty good, she is in good spirits, hurry to work, let's talk again, let's go first." ”

After speaking, he waved his hand at Ye Chenze, Ye Chenze let go of his hand with interest, and Sang Zhi started the car and left with dust.

Since he came back, more than ten days have passed, and Sang Zhi has only received a text message from Men Shaoting once, and there has been no news of him since then.

The phone couldn't get through, and the message was not replied to, which made Sang Zhi very worried, and he wanted to find the door to ask about the situation of the young court several times, but he couldn't help but walk to the door of the old man's study several times, but he always hesitated and didn't knock on the door.

Lin Yaran, who had just returned from watering the flowers in the small garden, saw Sang Zhi standing in front of the old man's study with a hesitant look, and couldn't help frowning distressedly, walked over and patted her shoulder gently.

Sang Zhi turned around, saw that it was Lin Yaran, smiled faintly, and followed her to the living room.

"Mom, are you looking for me?"

When Lin Yaran saw herself standing in front of the old man's study, Sang Zhi felt a little embarrassed, and looked at her mother-in-law with an unnatural face.

Lin Yaran smiled: "Sit down and talk, are you worried about something happening to Shaoting?" ”

Sang Zhi sat next to Lin Yaran, and when he heard her say this, he quickly shook his head, "He won't have an accident, he should be back soon." ”

Although there was also a drum in her heart, when facing Lin Yaran, Sang Zhi was still very sure that the door Shaoting would be fine, and she didn't want Lin Yaran to worry.

Lin Yaran grabbed her hand and patted it, and said, "You don't have to worry about me, I don't say it, I understand it in my heart." Shaoting didn't come back with you, and my mother knew that he must have gone on another mission, and there was no news for so many days, and my mother was also very worried. ”

Looking at Lin Yaran, Sang Zhi's nose felt sour, her eyes turned red, she forcibly held back her tears, and comforted her with a smile: "Mom, don't worry, Shaoting will be fine, don't worry!" ”

Lin Yaran nodded, "Well, Mom knows, he'll be fine." If something really happened, Grandpa would have told us. ”

In fact, every time Men Shaoting goes on a mission, the old man is a lover, and others may not know the whereabouts of Men Shaoting, but the old man must know, even if he doesn't know the specific situation, he will know a rough idea.

Lin Yaran has been the daughter-in-law of the family for so many years, and every time her son goes on a mission, she, the mother, is scared.

At first, I couldn't help but run to ask the old man about the situation of the young court, and after being taught a few times by the old man, he also learned to be obedient, although he was still worried in his heart, but he would never run impulsively to ask the old man again.

Because she knew that even if she asked, she wouldn't be able to ask anything of value except that she would be reprimanded by the old man.

"You are much better than your mother, because my mother was worried about something happening in Shaoting, she ran to ask grandpa, and she was scolded by grandpa several times."

Thinking of the simple impulsiveness of his youth, Lin Yaran couldn't help but laugh.