"Have you ever healed a child?"

"How small?"

"A month."

Song Lichu was a little surprised: "That kid was also injured?" ”

"Sort of, in order to keep the child from crying, that group of people seemed to have fed her sleeping pills, and I didn't dare to send her to the hospital easily, for fear of exposing the child's identity!"

Song Lichu tried to calm down and endured the anger in his heart: "You take me to see the child first." ”

"Okay."

Wen Qingye took Song Lichu to the room where the child was, Song Lichu gave the child a rough examination with his hands, and then observed the child's breathing and heartbeat, and found that everything was normal.

"Now judging from the breathing, heart rate and pulse, everything is fine, how long has this child been asleep?"

"I don't know, she hasn't woken up since Lu Qing picked her up."

Since he didn't know when they fed the child medicine, Song Lichu couldn't make a judgment.

"According to the current situation, we can only observe first to see if the child will have other symptoms later? Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for such a young child to wash her stomach, she can only watch her own creation! ”

As the two were talking, they suddenly heard the child's subtle babbling, and the two quickly leaned over.

Seeing the child wake up, Song Lichu and Wen Qingye both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Does this prove that it didn't end up with the worst?"

"Sort of, at least she can wake up normally, proving that the dosage should not be very much, feed her some milk first, if you can, it's best to find someone to watch her twenty-four hours a day, in case there is an emergency."

"Okay."

After the two finished speaking, the maid came over to prepare for feeding, and since she had no experience with children, she fed the child with a spoon, and the child could not drink at all, and she was all over.

Song Lichu spent a month in obstetrics when she was an intern, so she had some experience.

She raised her hand to take the child from the maid's hand: "I'll try it, you can help me put a handkerchief under her neck." ”

The inexperienced maid was also a little panicked, and after listening to Song Lichu's words, she hurriedly went to find her own handkerchief, and then carefully padded it on the child's chest.

Song Lichu held the child and asked her to change to a slightly smaller spoon, and then began to put the spoon to her mouth little by little, letting her drink it by herself as much as possible, rather than forcibly feeding it herself to prevent choking.

When the two of them carefully fed it for about ten minutes, they were relieved after the child had finished drinking.

After Song Lichu put the child back on the bed, he said to Wen Qingye: "See if you can find someone to buy a bottle and come back, keep feeding it with a spoon, inexperienced people are likely to choke the child, which is easy to cause suffocation." ”

Wen Qingye, who has never taken a child, is a little unfamiliar with the so-called milk bottle, in his memory, most people grew up drinking breast milk, and there are still not many people who need to use a milk bottle like this, but since the daughter-in-law said it, there must be a reason for her, and he just acted according to what he said.

"Okay, I'll let Cui Shi find a way to get one later, it shouldn't be a big problem."

Cui Shi is also a battalion commander no matter what he says, and it shouldn't be difficult to find someone to buy a bottle.

After placing the child properly, the two returned to the room where Lu Qing was.

I saw He Zhishu sitting on the edge of the bed holding her hand, motionless like a puppet, as if someone had been drained of his spirit all of a sudden.

I used to hear my grandfather say in a tone of hatred that my father was not good in front of my mother, but I always refuted him, saying that my father was so powerful and authoritative in the hospital, why did he have no interest, he was so promising, didn't you see it?

At that time, I was young, and I didn't quite understand the meaning of my grandfather's words, but now I see his feelings for my mother, and I understand that what my grandfather said about being unproductive means that my father has a deep affection for my mother, and in front of her, he is like a child who will never grow up, without her, he seems to have lost the whole world.

"I've taken care of her wounds, and she doesn't have a fever, so she should be fine."

Song Lichu comforted him as much as possible, but it didn't seem to have much effect.

He still sat in front of her bed, his eyes stayed on her, and he didn't dare to move away at all, for fear that if he moved a little, she would never wake up again.

She wanted to comfort her a few more words, but Wen Qingye stretched out her hand and pulled her, motioning for her to give the two of them a little space.

Song Lichu glanced at Wen Qingye, then looked at Lu Qing, who was unconscious on the bed, and sighed.

She used to think she knew her mother, but now it seems that she has been through far more than she could have imagined.

At that time, my grandfather took her as a teenager to wander around, accumulate experience, trekking through mountains and rivers was commonplace, often sleeping with ants in the woods and no longer screaming, at most when I got up, I patted it from head to toe, shook it aside, and then left.

During that time, she felt that she was already very bitter, and now that she thinks about it, maybe her mother is more bitter than her.

At that time, they all had a certain amount of high-tech in hand, and they were not afraid of encountering no signal at every turn and then being trapped in the mountains.

But now, they don't have the communication equipment that can be carried lightly, and in most cases, they can only carry the danger themselves or find a way to resolve it, and there is no other way.

Song Lichu was taken to the next room by Wen Qingye, due to the rush of time, there was no bedding or anything like that in the room, only a hard bedboard.

Song Lichu, who was sitting on the bed board, sighed, and Wen Qingye gently hugged her in his arms: "It's hard!" ”

Song Lichu smiled bitterly: "What kind of hard work am I, compared to Lu Qing, I am a pediatrician here." ”

Wen Qingye was silent for a long time before he spoke: "I didn't expect her to have such great ability, and it seems to be more powerful than I imagined." ”

"Right, in fact, I thought she was the kind of person who hid it from the beginning, does she know how to do kung fu?"

Song Lichu sat up from Wen Qingye's arms, his eyes shining like stars.

In addition to being a well-known iceberg beauty, her mother is also a hidden kung fu master, and she is deeply inherited by her grandfather.

But because she is a daughter, her grandfather told her not to show her strength easily, so as not to usher in unnecessary trouble.

In the patriarchal era, the light of women is too strong, and it will eventually attract some tongues, maybe those rumors are not true, but they will affect her somewhat.

My mother has always remembered her grandfather's church, so not many people know that she can do kung fu.

Wen Qingye raised his eyebrows: "Why do you say that?" Have you seen it? ”

"Ah...... I...... I guess, last time on the train, I saw her stop the trafficker, I thought she would do kung fu, this time she dared to risk her life to enter, if she didn't have some blessings, she shouldn't dare to act alone, right? ”

Song Lichu cautiously explained, afraid of arousing Wen Qingye's suspicions.

Wen Qingye looked at her thoughtfully: "Really? ”