He Xiyan came to the cashier, turned his face a little embarrassed, and threw the things he wanted to buy on the counter.

She looked down and looked for the money from her bag, and just as she was about to pay the bill, a long arm reached over and snatched the money from her hand.

"I'm sorry, we won't buy this thing." It was Gu Chi, the bodyguard at home, who spoke.

Gu Chi didn't give He Xiyan time to react, and dragged her out.

He didn't let go until he left the pharmacy more than twenty meters away.

He Xiyan looked at the tall and burly man in front of him with some anger, with a displeased expression.

"You're stalking me?" She glared at him, and the feeling of being followed was particularly uncomfortable.

Gu Chi nodded apologetically, which was considered to be an acknowledgement.

"I'm sorry, Miss He. Mr. Ye said, you are not allowed to come to the pharmacy to buy such things. He cleared his throat and said apologetically.

Mr. Ye really expected things to happen, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen.

He Xiyan let out a long sigh.

He was speechless by him.

"Let's go back." She waved her hand at him, knowing that he was just carrying out Ye Hao's orders, so she didn't embarrass him.

It's just that her heart is beating up and down. Ye Hao didn't allow her to take birth control pills, what did he want to do, I don't know if she might get pregnant in this way?

Back home, she was still a little restless. I also have no appetite for food.

Xiao Yuanyuan also seemed to feel that his mother was unhappy, he clenched his little fist and pouted his pink mouth.

The nurse came out of the bathroom and reached out to hug the little doll who was about to cry, thinking that the child was hungry, so she quickly pulled up her clothes and fed the milk.

He Xiyan was short of milk more than a month ago, and now it is in a state of breakage. Yuanyuan's milk is now all that of a wet nurse, and some of it is milk.

The little guy grows up very fast, and the child who is only five months old is taller than other people's seven months, and even sits steadily.

"That's right, Miss He, today is the 17th." The nurse spared her hair and remembered something.

He Xiyan also remembered after being reminded. She tapped herself on the head. This wooden fish brain doesn't know what's going on, so he doesn't remember.

Today, she had to take her to Night City Children's Hospital to get vaccinated against hepatitis B. The vaccine for babies around half a year old is also an important shot that must be missed in infant vaccines.

She should have gotten up early in the morning, the children's hospital has always been the most crowded, and she didn't know how long she had to wait in line this afternoon.

She cleaned up her things, bringing soaked milk, water, diapers, and so on.

She stuffed Yuanyuan into a baby stroller, pulled Qin Xiaoyu on, and the two of them went to the hospital together.

When I came to the Municipal Children's Hospital, sure enough, it was crowded with people. Because many of the patients are children, the cries of children can be heard in the hospital from time to time. These children had just been injected and were crying heartbreakingly.

They came to the place where the vaccine was administered. It's even noisier here, it's all half-year-old babies, and even if they don't get injections, they will cry for various reasons.

He Xiyan got the number, and there were more than 120 numbers in front of them. She can only be at the bottom of the line. Yuan Yuan was woken up by the crying of the hospital at this time, but he didn't cry, just put his little hand in his mouth. Looking at the white ceiling, his eyes roll from time to time, looking at the crowd around him.

Because the vaccine country stipulates that it can only be injected in a few public hospitals in Night City, in order to prevent the injection of fake vaccines, the people of Night City rush to the best hospitals, and children's hospitals are the first choice.

There are too many people, crowded, and so many children crying, and in the corridor, mothers are waiting impatiently. Of course, there is a menopausal woman around fifty years old who is even more impatient.

She walked around the long line in front of her, took out a wad of red bills from her bag, and threw it in front of the doctor who was vaccinating the baby.

"Doctor, please call my grandson first." The woman looked rich and domineering.