Aunt Zhou finally reacted, and nodded hurriedly: "Okay madam, I'll contact the doctor!" ”

"Mom, I've washed up, so you can pigtail me up." The porridge upstairs had already been washed, and because she was in a hurry to let Liao Wen comb her hair, the water beads on her face had not been wiped clean.

Aunt Zhou finally saw the Zhou porridge distributed by the cloak and took the job.

"Madam, rest quickly, I'll braid the little lady."

Zhou Congee subconsciously looked at Liao Wen, she wanted her mother to comb her braids, Liao Wen wore the idea of a little girl and beckoned to Zhou Congee with a smile.

"Aunt Zhou, go get busy, I'll come."

Zhou Congee's eyes bent, and he hurriedly trotted over to hand the comb to Liao Wen, and then sat upright on the small bench.

"What hairstyle do we like for porridge?" Liao Wen gently pulled all of Zhou Congee's hair together.

The little girl's hair was of good quality, and her black hair was as smooth as silk.

"I like everything my mom combs!" Zhou Congee is crisp, and her well-behaved appearance looks like the daughter she once expected.

Liao Wen paused, but the daughter she was looking forward to was looking forward to being with Ji Yan, a son and a daughter...

In the blink of an eye, it seems that things are wrong.

Liao Wen laughed and stopped thinking about those previous things, lowered her head and asked Zhou Congee: "Is it okay for mom to tie two beautiful bows for you?" ”

"Yes!"

Outside the window, the early sun has risen, the morning sun is not dazzling, warm and peaceful, and it falls on the mother and daughter very gently.

Liao Wen is very skillful, because she is a girl who loves beauty, and she once liked to try all kinds of hair and makeup.

In less than ten minutes, the beautiful bow was tied, and it was enough to decorate it with a red headband.

"Turn around mom and take a look." Liao Wen gently patted her daughter's shoulder.

Zhou Congee turned his head obediently, his dark and bright eyes crooked.

"Mom, is it good-looking?"

"Beautiful." Liao Wen looked at it and nodded seriously, she is good-looking, and Zhou Heng in her memory seems to be not bad, how can the daughter she gave birth to be too ugly?

"But it's a little less embellishment, mom will take you to buy some beautiful hair flowers tomorrow."

Zhou Congee has very few hair flowers now, and Aunt Zhou bought them for her, usually because Aunt Zhou is busy, she doesn't have time to toss Zhou Congee's hairstyle, and she doesn't need too many head flowers.

"Really..."Zhou porridge is easy to satisfy, my mother bought a flower, and I have never received a gift from my mother before.

"Well, I'll buy it tomorrow."

"Mommy is so nice!"

Zhou Congee's anticipation made Liao Wen inexplicably sad, because of her illness, the little girl did not have a normal childhood life.

If she remembers correctly, Zhou Congee is only three and a half years old this year, right?

In fact, children of this age don't need to be so well-behaved, they can be a little noisy and squeamish.

Liao Wen thought carefully about when she was three and a half years old, although she couldn't remember it clearly, it was definitely not like this.

"Baby, I'm sorry." Liao Wen hugged the stunned porridge.

"Mom?" Zhou Congee was a little overwhelmed in the face of Liao Wen's sudden emotion, and blinked.

"Mom didn't take care of you, baby, do you blame Mom?"

Liao Wen's voice was a little hoarse, guilty, and distressed.

Zhou Congee finally understood, the baby in Liao Wen's mouth was shouting herself? Is she mom's baby?

It turned out that the mother would call her baby when she was sick, and Zhou Congee was a little happy, but the mother seemed to be unhappy.

She hesitated for a moment and slowly patted Liao Wen's shoulder with her little hand.

"Mom doesn't cry, mom is sick, I don't blame mom, I love mom so much!"

The more sensible Zhou Congee Liao Wen became, the more guilty she became, until the doctor came to check Liao Wen.

Because Liao Wen's condition was unstable, Zhou Heng upstairs specially arranged a ward, and the medical equipment was complete.

After the routine blood draw, the doctor's brow furrowed.

"It's... Mrs. Zhou, did you feel anything unusual during your wakefulness these two times? ”

The doctor's expression was a little serious.

Liao Wen just shook her head after thinking about it seriously: "No, I was groggy when I was sick, and my wakefulness seemed to be suddenly sober, and I didn't feel anything special." ”

The doctor's brows furrowed even tighter: "I'm sorry, Mrs. Zhou, this is the first time for me to be in this situation, it's not that there are no patients who suddenly wake up in my medical career, but they won't be so sudden and without warning, and they won't be so thorough, and then they will continue to be sick without any signs of improvement." ”

"Of course, maybe it's because I'm not good at learning, I'll send this situation to my teacher and ask him if he's encountered the same case, and I'll also inform Mr. Zhou of the test results."

Liao Wen was obviously lost for a moment when she heard the doctor's words, and subconsciously clenched Zhou Congee's hand, she didn't want to live a groggy life all the time, and she didn't want to be a madman.

But... She couldn't control it.

Liao Wen lowered her eyes to hide the emotions in her eyes, and smiled reluctantly: "It's troublesome." ”

Aunt Zhou couldn't help but sigh on that side, and if the doctor didn't find the reason, it meant that Liao Wen might fall ill at any time.

"Mom?"

Maybe it was too silent in the room, Zhou Congee carefully pulled Liao Wen and shouted.

Timid tone.

Liao Wen took a deep breath, tried to squeeze out a little smile, and rubbed the little girl's head.

"Zhou Congee is good, don't be afraid, mom is fine, let's go to breakfast first, and my mother will accompany you after breakfast... What do you want your mother to do with you? ”

"Tell a story!" Zhou Congee replied without hesitation: "Panpan's mother will tell her a lot of princess stories, and I want to hear them too." ”

In fact, the story of the princess, as long as Zhou Congee wants to hear Lu Zhixi, he can tell him, but the focus is on his mother.

"Okay, mom will tell us the story of the princess." Liao Wen's voice is exceptionally gentle.

"Then in the afternoon, Mom will take you to buy flowers, okay?"

Liao Wen thought about it for a while, and moved the itinerary that she promised to buy a flower tomorrow to today.

She was afraid that she would be too late, she didn't know when she would suddenly get sick, according to the last time, she shouldn't be able to wait for tomorrow, she didn't want to miss the appointment with Zhou Congee, and she didn't want Zhou Congee's expectations to be disappointed and lost again.

"Good!" Zhou Congee nodded obediently.

After breakfast, Liao Wen read the princess's story to Zhou Congee as promised, the storybook was flipped through Zhou Congee's room, it was very new, and some of it didn't even open the cover.

Zhou Congee said that her father bought it, and the title of father made Liao Wen pause.

Zhou Congee's father, Liao Wen's nominal husband.

"What kind of person is your dad?" Liao Wen hesitated when she asked this question again.

The main thing is that she was awake twice, and the legendary husband Zhou Heng was not around, and he didn't dislike her after she went crazy and brought her home.

"Dad is a person who loves porridge and mom very much!" Zhou Congee replied without hesitation, and her firm tone made Liao Wen stunned for a moment.

"Mom, do you miss Daddy?" Zhou Congee turned his head to look at Liao Wen with a serious expression.

"Mom, if you miss Daddy, we can call Daddy!"