Nanyi's crying scared Ning Zhixu enough.

When he woke up to see the little girl who was supposed to sleep in the hospital room squatting on the ground and crying so much that he couldn't breathe, he almost immediately got up and crouched down to look at people.

"What's wrong? Well? Holding her shoulders with one hand, letting her lean into his arms, and touching her head with the other: "Is it a headache?" ”

The little girl didn't speak, just cried vigorously. Even, Nanyi doesn't know what she's crying about, it's grievance or sadness, it just wants to cry and make trouble.

I'm most afraid of her crying.

What's more, she is crying so fiercely now.

The boy was anxious, anxious to go crazy.

He picked up the person and sent him back to the ward, placed him securely on the bed, and raised his hand to ring the medical bell.

In a short period of time, a large number of doctors and nurses poured in.

Nanyi hid himself in the quilt and refused to let them see it, and the crying quilt shrugged one after another.

Everyone looked at each other. I want to call Nan Yaoye to report.

The boy sat down and took the quilt into his arms.

The quilt that covered her head was removed, revealing the little girl's little face stained with tears.

"Good, what does it hurt?"

The young man's voice is gentle and can turn into water. The worry in his eyes is even more undisguised.

Nanyi shook his head, only crying and not speaking, tears flowed down in strings, and he couldn't stop it.

Shaking your head, it doesn't hurt.

The medical staff also saw that it was not a headache. It is estimated that it is distressing. They all quit with amusement.

In the ward, only crying girls and overwhelmed teenagers remained.

I wanted to draw a tissue to wipe her tears, but remembering that she said that the tissue was not good for the skin, Ning Zhixu stopped her movements again and wiped her with her hands.

But he couldn't wipe it as fast as the girl shed tears.

Nanyi cried much worse than last time.

I can't stop it, and I can't coax it.

Ning Zhixu was going to die of distress, so he could only coax while wiping: "Be good, don't cry." He took the crying little silkworm chrysalis in his arms and sat down.

One hand fixed the girl's shoulder, and the other hand wiped her tears, Ning Zhixu suddenly felt, fuck, two hands were not enough.

Nanyi didn't want him to hug.

Desperately burrowed into the quilt.

He moved himself back to the bed and shrunk up.

No matter how anxious the young man was, he couldn't do anything, so he could only pat her back through the quilt: "Nanyi, don't be stuffy, come out quickly." ”

Nanyi didn't listen, and lay on the bed under the quilt, eager to cry dry the tears of the past half a month.

Damn.

Damn.

Afraid that if she cried again, she would be suffocated, so the young man had to tear off her quilt strongly.

Fortunately, Nanyi didn't have the heart to rob him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to rob him.

The little girl lay on the bed crying and sobbed. The black hair spread out behind his back, and he shook out of the arc as his shoulders shook. The whole thin figure looked aggrieved and pitiful.

A heart is clenched tightly.

Ning Zhixu turned the person over little by little.

Face to face.

Her Royal Highness, who loves beauty the most, has tears on her face and her nose and eyes are red.

The young man was distressed, pressed his fingertips on the tail of the little girl's eyes, and asked her, "What's wrong?" Crying so hard? ”

Nanyi was tired of crying, and sniffed: "I want to sleep." ”

What a little ancestor.

"Hmm. Go to sleep. Ning Zhixu pulled the quilt and covered her, then got up and went into the bathroom.

The little girl followed him and hugged her little quilt aggrievedly.

The boy came out of the bathroom with a wet towel.

Seeing her shrink into the quilt to reveal a small head, her red eyes looked at her like that, and her heart was suddenly hit by something, and it was a soft mess.