The gardener left, and after Secretary Sun saw him off, he turned back to Huo Miao's office, and he still maintained the posture he had just stood in front of the window looking out of the window.

Today, there was rain outside, gray, and Secretary Sun didn't know what Huo Miao was looking at.

"Mr. Huo." Secretary Sun whispered: "He's gone." ”

"Hmm." Huo Miao snorted.

"It's time to go to the hospital for treatment."

Huo Miao turned around, took off the coat on the hanger and put it on, and Secretary Sun hurried over to help him smooth the wrinkles on the coat.

"Mr. Huo, you called that gardener for questioning, I think he answered fluently, exactly the same as what his wife said, it shouldn't be a lie!"

Huo Miao suddenly stopped and looked back at Secretary Sun, who was a little frightened by him, and looked down at himself: "What, what's wrong, Mr. Huo?" ”

"Don't you think his last sentence is a bit of a stretch?"

"Which one?" Secretary Sun recalled vigorously: "Oh, did he praise his wife?" ”

Secretary Sun smacked and touched, thinking it was a bit redundant.

But he didn't feel anything, he couldn't understand why Mr. Huo was always entangled in Ye Manxi.

Isn't she my wife's half-sister?

Whether it is her appearance or her temperament, it is not enough to attract Mr. Huo.

Huo Miao opened the door and walked out: "Let the driver prepare the car." ”

"Yes."

In the past few days, Banxia has been a little hot, the corners of my eyes are red, and my stool is not smooth.

Ye Manxi took Banxia's pulse, there was no big problem, it should be a problem with milk.

In fact, Ye Manxi is still in confinement, but the confinement meal is the Ye family's work meal, there is no soup, water, oil, and meat, and it is inevitable that the child will get angry.

Ye Manxi thought about it and was going to wean off the child's breast milk for a few days, and she would resume breastfeeding the child after adjusting her diet herself.

But Banxia is very picky, and he doesn't want to eat breast milk powder at all, and he keeps crying, no matter how he coaxes, he can't coax it.

Ye Luhe had already come, she set off from home, and went to the hospital to wait for Huo Miao first.

Although Ye Manxi wants to vomit when she looks like this now, she is careful to sail the boat for ten thousand years, in case she looks at Huo Miao and Huo Miao sees the clues, it will be difficult to clean up in the future.

So Ye Luhe had to keep an eye on it the whole time.

She was very irritable when she cried in the middle of the night, and slapped the table with Ye Manxi: "Hey, can you shut up that wild seed?" It's noisy! ”

Ye Manxi kissed her daughter's forehead pityingly, she was crying from hunger, there was no way she refused to eat milk powder, so she could only let her cry like this, and she might eat it when she was tired of crying.

Ye Luhe blocked his ears with his fingers: "It's so tiring to talk to you dumb person, what's the matter with her?" Didn't you change the diaper when you peed, you go change it! ”

Diapers Ye Manxi had just changed for her, she didn't want to talk to Ye Luhe, and lowered her head to write Huo Miao's treatment notes in the notebook.

Ye Luhe stared at Ye Manxi and didn't move, suddenly she thought of something, and immediately turned around and walked out of the medical hall.

She happened to meet Huo Miao at the door of the hospital with a large bag in her hand, and she happily greeted her: "Miao, you are here." ”

"What did you buy?" Huo Miao glanced at the full bag she was carrying.

"Oh." Ye Luhe smiled and said: "I bought something for my niece, she was crying a lot just now, I took a look, and I don't know if it's a diaper problem or something, the child's buttocks have small red bumps, so I went to the supermarket to buy diapers, and then bought more and more." ”

Ye Luhe held the things in his hand high and showed Huo Miao: "I haven't been a mother either, and I don't know what to buy, I don't know if I'm buying it right." ”

When Ye Luhe said this, his eyes were red and tears flashed.

She sniffed, lowered her head and said, "Oops, what's the matter, I want to cry at the mention of children." ”

Purple Pen Literature