"Xiaoliu, eat dumplings, and after eating my sister, I will cure my illness." Qingyuan also leaned towards the head of the bed and played a trick to coax the child.

Xu is hearing an unfamiliar voice, the quilt finally revealed a small head, six or seven years old, the little boy rubbed his eyes, glanced at the unfamiliar Qingyuan, and then looked at Chen Yinchuan.

"Brother, who is this sister? Is it a miracle doctor? "The voice is immature, and the voice is milky. The face is very similar to Chen Yinchuan, the eyes are big, the eyebrows are slightly yellow, and the look doesn't seem to be very good when you look closely, the illness is crooked, but the cheeks are fleshy, and I am afraid that there is food on weekdays.

Qingyuan, who is so well-behaved, can't help but want to pinch his little face, it's so cute, isn't it!

"Yes, I'm the miracle doctor." Qingyuan couldn't help but laugh and gently pinched the little guy's fleshy face.

"Yes, it's a miracle doctor, it's also your sister Qingyuan, sister Qingyuan can cure diseases, especially diseases like Xiaoliu." Chen Yinchuan helped Xiaoliu to sit at the head of the bed, fed a dumpling, and explained softly to Xiaoliu.

Qingyuan looked at Xiaoliu with a smile, and Xiaoliu took the bowl in Chen Yinchuan's hand and held it to Qingyuan.

"Sister Qingyuan, this bowl is for you to eat, you have to treat Xiaoliu, but I know that my brother has no money...... My brother's money is ...... It's time to buy the medicine, is it okay for Xiaoliu to pay with dumplings? The voice was very weak, and Qingyuan was distressed, but such a sensible child had to suffer from illness.

Aunt Chen saw that her youngest son was so sensible, tears rolled up, and she was busy pulling her sleeves to wipe her tears.

Chen Yinchuan was shocked, his eyes were deep and complex, and he was silent.

He knew that his younger brother had been sensible since he was a child, so he never said anything about the family, for fear that he would delay his illness too much, and he didn't expect Xiaoliu to know.

Qingyuan caught the bowl with one hand, and touched the head of the little radish with the other, "Okay, but my sister just ate a lot of dumplings, and now I can't eat them, what should I do?" Otherwise, Xiaoliu eats for her sister, and when her sister watches Xiaoliu eat, she will eat it herself! Is it okay for Xiaoliu to say? After speaking, he scooped up the dumplings and sent them to Xiaoliu's mouth.

"Good! Thank you, Sister Qingyuan, but Xiaoliu can eat it by herself, Xiaoliu is a big child. The little radish tilted his head and smiled at Qingyuan, took the bowl from Qingyuan's hand, and ate it in small bites.

Chen Yinchuan listened to the childish words of the little girl coaxing the little brother, and couldn't help but feel happy and satisfied.

Turning his head to look at the delicate side face of the little girl, he saw a small braid hanging next to the ear, some broken hair next to him was slightly curled, the little ears were also tender, and the fine yellow fluff was attached to the top, just like a peach in June.

I heard the old people in the village often say that women with plump earlobes are blessed and easy to raise, but I don't know if it's right?

The more Chen Yinchuan looked at it, the more his eyes sank, his breathing was a few beats, and he wanted to reach out and pinch it. In a trance, he realized that he had acted too much Meng Lang, and hurriedly looked away, but quietly bumped into his little brother and winked at him.

This kid! How dare you tease your big brother?

Chen Yinchuan clenched his hands into fists slightly, covered his mouth and coughed, hiding the embarrassment of being caught by his younger brother in a panic.

Qingyuan naturally didn't know about these things, so when Xiaoliu finished eating, he pinched Xiaoliu's arm to check the pulse.

"Qingyuan, how is Xiaoliu?" Chen Yinchuan took it upon himself to call Qingyuan's name and omit the word girl.

"Qing girl, can you be saved?" Seeing that Qingyuan was silent, Aunt Chen also asked worriedly.