Chapter Thirty-Eight: Speak Straight

In the infusion room of the emergency department of the children's hospital, there is a TV set that plays children's animations. When Zhao Anran walked back to the infusion room, Huansha was looking at it. The nurse replaced Huansha with a second bottle of needle water and told Zhao Anran that there was still a last bottle.

Zhao Anran took out his mobile phone, took a photo of the Huansha infusion, and posted it to Moments. She has a habit of recording her first time, and the circle of friends is like her own diary. She wrote: Huansha pierced her little hands for the first time, did not cry, and was very well-behaved.

Soon a friend left a message asking what was wrong with the child, and Zhao Anran replied uniformly: Acute upper respiratory tract infection. Some people asked the child to drink more water, and some people praised the child for being very well-behaved, but there was no reply from Huansha's father, Liao Jianren. Zhao Anran felt that Huansha was even more pitiful at this time, his father didn't hurt, and his grandparents didn't love it.

The phone rang, and it was Wang Leyan calling.

"Enron, which hospital are you in with Huansha?"

"City Children's Hospital, why did you ask?"

"Wait for me for ten minutes, and I'll come to you."

Zhao Anran did not reply affirmatively, nor did he refuse. She had to wait for all the needles and water in Huansha to be infused before she could take the children home, instead of waiting for Wang Leyan to come and see them. She has learned not to expect too much, because life has taught her that the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

But this time Wang Leyan did not break his promise, he really came. As soon as he entered the door and saw Zhao Anran, he asked urgently: "Is Huansha better?" I see your circle of friends. Have you eaten? ”

Zhao Anran shook his head, and then nodded again.

"You definitely haven't eaten well, your stomach hasn't been good since high school, you can't toss yourself like that. What do you want to eat? I'm going to buy it. Wang Leyan said anxiously.

"Don't bother, I'll take her home when the Huansha infusion is finished." Zhao Anran really didn't want to trouble, and she couldn't eat in the hospital.

"Okay, I'll accompany you, did you come by car?" Wang Leyan never forced Zhao Anran to do what she was unwilling to do.

"No, I took a taxi to the hospital with my child, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to find a parking space when I came." Zhao Anran suddenly began to feel that his nose was a little sour.

"That's just right, I'll send you home after the infusion." After Wang Leyan finished speaking, he found a vacant seat next to him and sat down, and did not speak again.

Zhao Anran didn't want to talk more, and he didn't want others to hear more conversations between them.

After the infusion, Huansha's spirit improved a lot, and she also had an appetite, and said to Zhao Anran: "Mom, I'm hungry." ”

"Baby, shall we go home and eat noodles?" Zhao Anran asked Huansha very gently.

"Don't make noodles, I want to eat dumplings." Huansha pursed her little mouth.

"Huansha, will your uncle take you to eat dumplings? Your mom loves to eat too. Wang Leyan looked at Huansha with a smile. Wang Leyan has played with Huansha a few times, and Huansha is no stranger to him.

"Come, Uncle Leyan will take you." Wang Leyan reached out to hug her.

Zhao Anran originally thought that Huansha would refuse, because of Huansha's introverted and timid character, except for her grandmother and mother, she basically didn't let anyone else hold her.

But to Zhao Anran's surprise, she didn't expect Huansha to let Wang Leyan hug her.

Wang Leyan drove Zhao Anran's mother and daughter to a Northeast dumpling restaurant, "Don't you like dumplings made by northerners?" The dumplings at this house taste authentic, and I'm sure you'll love it. ”

Wang Leyan guessed correctly, not only Zhao Anran likes to eat, but also Huansha. Zhao Anran, who looked at Huansha gulping down dumplings, had a happy expression on his face.

After Wang Leyan sent them home, Zhao Anran sent him out, he wanted to speak and stopped, and finally spoke.

"Enron, I know you must hate that man to death and don't want to have any more contact. But after all, he is Huansha's father, Huansha can't live without father's love, no matter how much we love her and care about her, it can't compare to her father's little love for him, which is what I really realized after becoming a father. Wang Leyan paused and scratched his head, "You said you want to be a friend again, I am willing to accompany you as a friend, I just want you to be happy, you can not work so hard." ”。

In normal times, if someone mentions Liao Jianren, Zhao Anran will stop the topic angrily, but now Wang Leyan's words, she listened to it in her heart, perhaps, for the healthy growth of Huansha, she can talk to Liao Jianren calmly.