"Mom is not afraid!"

"Mom lied, and when I was in the taxi just now, my mom was so scared that her hands were shaking."

"Mom, that's freezing." Nan Sheng rolled a new paper ball and stuffed it into Zhao Fan's nose: "Stuff it for a while." ”

Zhao Fan nodded, and after the paper ball was stuffed into his nostrils, he reached out and tugged at Nan Sheng's clothes: "Mom sit." ”

As soon as Nan Sheng sat down, Zhao Fan reached out and hugged her: "Will this mother feel warmer?" ”

"Warm." Nan Sheng touched his son's hair: "My daughter is my mother's intimate little padded jacket, and this son is my mother's down jacket and leather jacket." ”

"Is Mommy tired?"

"Not tired."

"Mom is lying again, Fanfan has grown up, and Mom can't hold it." Zhao Fan leaned on Nan Sheng: "I still remember what happened when I was a child. ”

"What's the matter?"

"I'm sick." Zhao Fan closed his eyes: "When I was in kindergarten, my mother could still hold me like my younger brother, but when I was in elementary school, my mother couldn't hold me." I remember when I was in the second grade, I had a stomachache, and the teacher asked my mother to pick me up from school, and my mother carried me to the clinic. The road in the community was crooked, and my mother rested twice halfway, each time squatting with me on her back, and standing up with me on her back. ”

"You're my son." The corners of Nan Sheng's mouth rose slightly, and the scene at that time couldn't help but appear in his mind. "In the blink of an eye, everything in our family is going to the fourth grade."

"When I was in the second grade, my mother couldn't carry me." Zhao Fan opened his eyes and looked at Nan Sheng: "Now it's even more immobile." ”

"I can carry it." Nan Sheng met his son's eyes: "Are you sleepy?" If you're sleepy, sleep for a while. ”

"Not sleepy." Zhao Fan dozed off as he spoke: "I'm going to fall asleep, and there will be no one to protect my mother." ”

"Silly boy, this is a hospital, my mother is very safe, and she doesn't need to be protected. Sleep, and when it's time for us, your mother will call you. Nan Sheng adjusted his posture, took off his coat and draped it on Zhao Fan's body, and then hugged it and patted it gently.

"It's so nice, it's like going back to when I was a kid." Zhao Fan said two words indistinctly and fell asleep.

On the LE screen, the No. 72 did not move, there seemed to be an argument in front of the team, and the helpless cry of a mother could be faintly heard.

Nan Sheng sighed, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to his mother: "It's already registered, and Fanfan's nosebleed won't bleed." Don't call my dad just yet. You rest early, and we'll go back when Fan Fan finishes reading it. ”

"You call Zhao Yang, Fan Fan is sick, he can't be a father, even if he doesn't care, you have to let him know about it." The mother quickly replied to the message: "Nansheng, if you don't tell him some things, he will think that your mother is very relaxed and wishful." ”

"There's no need, even if you tell him, he won't be able to come back." After thinking about it, Nan Sheng added: "He is only afraid that he has arrived in Zhanjiang at this time." ”

"It's his business if he can't come back, but he must let him know about his illness, and let him weigh whether he is a father or not."

"You've been married to him for so many years, has he taken care of things outside the house? Did he ask the two children to eat, drink, and go to school? Just ask him, ask him if he was in a fool's heart when he was fooling around with that woman? ”

"Mom, does it make sense to ask him now? But as long as he still has this family in his heart, as well as me and the child, he will not be entangled with Julie. Go to bed early. ”

"I can't sleep." Mother replied: "Nansheng, Mom, this is for your good." If you don't tell him now, if anything really happens to Fan Fan in the future, you will question you with his father's shelf. ”

"We're going to get divorced!" Nan Sheng looked at the child in his arms: "It doesn't matter if he asks or not." ”

"Then you can stand on your own." Mother first counted her down, and then sent another voice: "It's windy at night, don't catch a cold anymore." If you have something, call your mother, if you and Fan Fan don't come back, your mother won't be able to sleep. Also, I've called your dad, I know his temperament, I'm afraid he's already on his way at this time. Nan Sheng, Mom knows that you won't contact him, you have to be strong, but the one who wants to be strong will not be wronged himself. ”

Nan Sheng's heart trembled, his nose was sore, and he hurriedly covered the lower half of his face with his hands.

After quietly aggrieved for a while, Nan Sheng found Zhao Yang's contact information and sent him a text message: "Fan Fan is sick!" ”

She didn't expect Zhao Yang to see it, let alone Zhao Yang to send him a message, after all, at this point, he should be sleeping with Juli in his arms.

To her surprise, not long after the message was sent, Zhao Yang's phone called.

"Fanfan is sick?"

Hearing Zhao Yang's eager and caring words on the phone, Nan Sheng cried uncontrollably.

"Hmm!"

"Why is the good guy sick? What kind of disease, is it serious? Tell me about the symptoms. ”

"Cough, a very serious cough, one after the other, if you listen closely, your lungs seem to be murmuring. I asked Fan Fan, and he said that his throat was clogged. Also, he started to have a nosebleed when he coughed, which is different from the nosebleed of ordinary people, the kind that can't be stopped. ”

"What happened to your child?" Zhao Yang seemed to be smoking, and coughed lightly as he spoke: "Did he accidentally swallow something, or did he bump it when he was at school and was beaten." ”

"I don't know, I don't know, I'm panicking and scared right now." Afraid of waking up the child, Nan Sheng tried to keep his voice as low as possible: "Are you still in Songxian?" ”

Zhao Yang didn't reply, but asked Nan Sheng: "Where are you?" ”

"Hospital, the woman and child in the new district of Los Angeles."

"What did the doctor say?"

"I haven't seen the doctor yet." Nan Sheng sniffed hard: "The hospital is only open in the emergency department, and there are many people queuing, but I haven't lined up yet." ”

"You wait, I'll drive back now." Zhao Yang said and hung up the phone.

Just when Nan Sheng felt that Zhao Yang was not such a bastard and felt that he at least had a son in his heart, his phone called again, but the tone was a little different from before.

"Nan Sheng, you tell me the truth, is Fan Fan really sick?"

"What do you mean by that?" Nan Sheng sniffed: "Zhao Yang, you think I'm lying to you." ”

"It's not like you haven't done this kind of thing, didn't you join my parents and my sister to trick me back last time."

"Nan Sheng, it's boring, it's boring, you know?"

"Is this what you thought of yourself, or did Julie tell you." Nan Sheng trembled with anger: "No matter what I do, I won't use the child's health to set you up." Do you dare to open a video? Whether I'm in the hospital or not, you can tell at a glance. ”