Dad Ding glanced at her and picked up the newspaper on the table: "That's our daughter is embarrassed to say it, so she reacted a little more and made you realize the problem." ”

Ding's mother looked at him dissatisfied: "Nonsense again!" ”

Ding's father seemed to have found an opportunity, and continued to answer: "How is it nonsense, you think about it, after all these years, in addition to my daughter's words, when will you listen to what I told my son?" ”

"If you want me to say, Qingqing must be tired during this time, when people are tired, they should eat something light, you say you, today's chicken soup tomorrow duck soup and the day after tomorrow fish soup, bowl by bowl to pour her down, filling the duck is not your way of filling!"

Ding's mother was said to be empty-hearted: "That...... Then I'll go see my daughter...... Don't get sick......"

The words fell, and a sound of footsteps made Ding's father and Ding's mother raise their heads together.

Fang Qing leaned against the wall and came out of the bathroom.

Ding's mother immediately stepped forward, helped her, patted her back with her hand, and said with a worried expression: "Qingqing, how is it?" Tell mom where it's uncomfortable. ”

Although Fang Qing waved her hand, the wrinkle between her eyebrows showed no signs of loosening: "No, no, it's much better now." ”

Ding's mother was not worried: "What is better, look at you, your face is as white as ...... paper"

After a pause, she looked at Ding's father: "Lao Ding, hurry up and call the driver over, let's accompany Qingqing to the hospital for a check-up." ”

Just as Ding's father took out his mobile phone to make a call, Fang Qing stopped him with a voice: "Don't, Dad, don't call......"

Ding's mother looked at her puzzled.

Fang Qing explained: "Mom, I'm really fine, it's just ...... In fact, the soup you stewed is very fresh, it may be that the hospital has been too busy and tired recently. ”

"Then ......" Ding's mother was a little undecided.

Fang Qing held her arm with her backhand and comforted: "Mom, don't worry, I'm really fine, I won't eat the meal first, I'll just go upstairs and rest for a while." ”

She said so, and Ding's mother was not reluctant: "Okay, when your brother comes back, I'll ask him to come up and bring you something to eat." ”

I don't know if it happened in the car that day, but recently, Ding Zhiyang always goes out early and returns late.

Fang Qing pursed the corners of her lips, in order not to let Ding's mother see the abnormality, so she nodded obediently: "Okay." ”

……

Ding Zhiyang arrived home at about 10 o'clock in the evening.

As soon as he stepped into the door, before he had time to change his shoes, he heard Ding's mother's voice: "Zhiyang is back?" ”

Ding Zhiyang took off the Bluetooth headset hanging on his ear and responded: "Well, Mom, have you anything to eat, I haven't eaten dinner yet." ”

Recently, Rong Rong didn't know what was wrong, one project after another was pressed, and he was so busy that he didn't even have time to breathe.

Ding's mother came out of the living room: "Don't be busy eating, go upstairs to see your sister first." ”

Ding Zhiyang was stunned: "What's wrong?" ”

Ding's mother said, "What's wrong? What's wrong with me, you ask? You haven't even noticed that your sister has lost weight like that lately? ”

I noticed it, but I didn't dare to say it.

Seeing that he was silent, Ding's mother continued: "Okay, okay, go to the kitchen and serve the porridge boiled, Qingqing was pantothenic and vomiting during dinner, and she was uncomfortable for a long time and didn't eat anything." ”

Hearing this, for some reason, Ding Zhiyang's mind came up with the scene of Fang Qing covering her mouth in the car and wanting to vomit that day.

"You said Qingqing was pantothenic acid and vomiting?"

Ding's mother nodded.

Ding Zhiyang subconsciously looked up at the sunny room above the building.

It's been almost a little over a month since that incident, isn't it......