Chapter 7 Healing the Little Bun

Song Hongguo looked at the scene in front of him, his heart couldn't help but pinch it, he walked over a few steps, squatted down, looked at his eyes, and said softly, "Don't be nervous, I'm not a bad person, I'm a ......"

Before she could finish speaking, the child held out his hand to her, polite but unquestionable, "Can I read your letter of introduction?" ”

"......" is more cautious than the code, but are today's children so young and old?

Song Hongguo smiled helplessly, took out a stack of paper from the canvas bag, in addition to the letter of introduction, there was also a graduation certificate, job transfer procedures, etc., seeing that he really took it and looked through it carefully, he couldn't help but tease him, "Do you know all these words?" ”

He said "um", looked through them very carefully, and looked at her appearance from time to time, and only after a few minutes did he carefully fold it back to her, his tense little body relaxed slightly, and the vigilance under his eyes also dispersed.

Song Hongguo put it back in the bag, looked at the embarrassed but still beautiful boy in front of him, and said with a smile, "Have I passed your test?" Isn't it time for me to ask you? ”

"You ask." His voice was a little hoarse, and he couldn't help but turn his face away and cough a few times.

Song Hongguo rummaged through the few memories in his mind, "What's your name?" How old is it? Where did it come from? ”

"Ling Zhi, eight years old, from M Province, my father's name is ...... Ling Zifeng. At the last few words, his voice was inaudible, and a trace of unease crossed his eyes as he looked at her.

Song Hongguo understood that this was because she was worried that she would have an opinion on Ling Zifeng, after all, the person who was sentenced to labor reform in these years was an existence that everyone avoided, for fear of being implicated. Fortunately, she is not the original owner, and she does not discriminate against such people, especially when the other party is quite wronged, she raised her hand and rubbed his head, "You will follow me in the future." ”

“…… Do you really want to? He waited for a few days, but he was actually a little uneasy, suspecting that the other party had repented, after all, who wants to raise a child who is not related by blood? Especially in these years, the family can't eat enough, and having two more mouths means losing his stomach, even if the other party's father has received the favor of his grandfather, he doesn't dare to expect too much.

Song Hongguo patted the stick straw on his body again, and smiled sincerely and easily, "Don't worry, I have no regrets, I will definitely do what I promised my father." ”

He stared at her without blinking, as if judging how true or false there was something wrong in her words.

In the face of his questioning, Song Hongguo didn't explain more, and after a long time, it was useless for her to say more, so she turned her face away and looked at the broken quilt on the bed, "What about your brother?" I heard that he was sick, how is it now? ”

Hearing this, Ling Zhi's young man and old man were instantly replaced by panic, he didn't care about replying to her words, fished out a piece of cloth with no color from a notched jar, twisted the water vigorously, and then knelt on the edge of the quilt, carefully wiping it.

"Uh-huh......" with an uncomfortable chirp, with a crying tone, and shouted again unconsciously, "Brother." ”

"Xiaoyuan, my brother will wipe it for you, it won't burn soon, bear with it ...... again"

"Cold, cold......" The quilt shook with a groan of pain.

Song Hongguo hurriedly followed, and saw that the child's eyes were closed, his little face was flushed, and his little body twitched faintly, so he hurriedly rummaged through the medicine from his bag, while urging, "Is there warm water?" Go pour a bowl! ”

"You, you have medicine?" Ling Zhi watched her movements excitedly, his voice trembling.

"Yes, fever-reducing, anti-inflammatory, all of them, go pour water." Song Hongguo found out the medicine and communicated with the system at the same time, "Can children take these medicines you gave?" ”

"Of course you can, the drugs given by the system are all optimized, and there are no side effects!" The system looked like you had taken a big advantage, and didn't forget to show off, "Twenty years ahead of your previous life!" ”

Song Hongguo didn't care about talking to him anymore, and when he saw Ling Zhi bringing a bowl of water, he hurriedly put the small bun in the quilt, to be precise, a small radish head, which was still hot, hugged it in his arms, and wrapped it in a military coat, so as not to blow the cold wind, so he pinched his little mouth and stuffed the medicine into it.

The pills are not bitter, and even have a little sweetness, and the little buns swallow subconsciously.

"Water!" Song Hongguo took the bowl and carefully fed him, he was very cooperative, swallowed the medicine, and drank most of the bowl in a daze, before shaking his head and twisting his little face to the side.

He didn't open his eyes from beginning to end, his long eyelashes trembled and trembled, and the trembling people's hearts were soft.

After feeding the medicine, Song Hongguo didn't let him go, the only quilt on the bed was not only broken, but also very thin, not warm at all, and there were some sticks and straws on the ground, and he couldn't take care of much when he lay on it this day.

"Is that all there is to it?" After all, it's still a child, Ling Zhi looked at her nervously, as if he wanted to get some kind of strength and protection from her, "My brother won't be uncomfortable anymore, right?" Take the medicine and you'll get better soon, right? ”

Song Hongguo nodded and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, my brother will be fine." ”

"Really?"

"Really, you forgot, I'm a doctor?"

Hearing this, Ling Zhi seemed to react, exhaled a long breath, the expression on his little face seemed to be sad and happy, and murmured, "Yes, you are a doctor, you will see a doctor and save people, with you, my brother will not be uncomfortable anymore......"

Seeing this, Song Hongguo couldn't help but want to complain about the original owner, if there were more snacks and a few days earlier, how could the two children need to suffer such a big crime? It's okay to be sick, but I'm afraid it's even more insecure.

She looked around and wanted to sigh even more, "Do you think there's anything else that needs to be packed?" ”

"What?" Ling Zhi looked at her blankly.

"It's too cold here, let's go to the guest house." After Song Hongguo finished speaking, no matter how he cleaned up, he lowered his head and touched Xiao Baozi's forehead, and sighed again that the effect of the antipyretic medicine was magical.

As soon as the temperature dropped, Xiao Baozi's expression became a little more comfortable, his brows expanded, and he slept sweetly.

Song Hongguo made up her mind, and then she paid attention to his appearance, although his face was thin, but it was also white and tender, like a delicate porcelain doll, it was really a beautiful child, but it was too thin, held in her arms, it had no weight, she remembered that the child should be three years old this year, but looking at this height and weight, at most about one and a half years old, severe malnutrition caused growth retardation.

"Packed up." Ling Zhi saw her hugging her younger brother, she did not dislike or be impatient, on the contrary, she was gentle and compassionate, and her voice was also filled with admiration and respect.

Song Hongguo naturally heard it, but she didn't care much, she didn't think about using any means to subdue these two children, so that they could obey their words or treat them as elders to be filial, the feelings were all out of place, and they were mutual, or that sentence, after a long time, she glanced at the bag he was carrying, and frowned, "That's all?" ”

The bag that was patched together and sewn from old cloth was not much bigger than the canvas bag she was carrying, and how many things could it hold?

Ling Zhi explained gloomily, "In that case, sneaking out of the car, you can't take too many things, someone staring at them will be suspicious, if it weren't for my dad dragging them......"

Not to mention this little thing, even he and his brother can't leave.

Song Hongguo wanted to sigh, but held back, and put on a relaxed smile, "If the old one doesn't go, the new one won't come, let's buy it again in the future and go!" ”