Qiao Yu likes dolls the most, and her mother promised her that she would sew a doll for her every year.

But Mom broke her promise.

She was lying on the bed with a pale face.

She never got up again to look at her.

She lay there, motionless, like a delicate doll.

"I don't want to tell you anymore, all you care about from beginning to end is your dead ex-wife! What am I? ”

"If you don't want to see me, forget it, you don't want to see love, she's your biological daughter! What is she not as good as that Qiao Yu! ”

Su Jingwen's uncontrollable noise passed through the thick door and reached the ears of the two outside the door.

"Love is my daughter, so is Xiaoyu, I treat both of them the same!"

"Nonsense!! Qiao Guochuan, you recognize the reality! Jiang Lin is dead! Qiao Yu is also married to someone else, and she takes someone else's surname! They're all gone from you! Only me and love and you are a family! ”

"Bang-"

Su Jingwen roared angrily and rushed out of the door, but was blocked by two figures.

The arrogance she was still arrogant just now was extinguished in an instant, and only her face was full of panic: "Xiao, Xiaoyu? When did you come over? ”

Qiao Yu stood around his chest, not looking affected by Su Jingwen's words in the slightest, and even in the mood to hook the corners of his lips.

"Look, you're scared, you call me by my nickname."

Su Jingwen glanced at Xiao Tu, who was standing behind Qiao Yu, a little embarrassed.

"What are these words, no matter how noisy they are, they are still a family, and they still have to live together after arguing."

Qiao Yu could see that she didn't want to anger Xiao Tu, and it seemed that the last time Xiao Tu was angry, it left a lot of shadows on Su Jingwen's mother and daughter and Qiao Guofeng.

"Where is it, if I marry someone else, take someone else's surname, when will I become a family again?"

Su Jingwen looked extremely weak when she fought alone, she barely squeezed out a smile, and then observed Xiao Tu's face and said, "I haven't quarreled with your father for a day or two, how can I take angry words seriously."

"Dad just woke up, and you quarreled so much with him, isn't it appropriate, Mrs. Qiao?"

"Also," Qiao Yu said, his tone became cold, and his eyes forced to look at Su Jingwen, "The dead are the greatest." My mother has a spirit in heaven, and Mrs. Qiao still leaves some virtue for herself. ”

Su Jingwen smiled awkwardly, she turned her head and asked, "Xiaoyu, how much have you heard?"

"I heard them all."

Su Jingwen couldn't hide her thoughts, and obvious panic appeared on her face for a moment.

She was at a loss to cover up the panic in the next second, and pretended to apologize to Qiao Yu for nothing: "Xiaoyu, Auntie was angry just now, don't take it to heart."

"A three-year-old still knows how to say something nice, and even if you are angry, you will never know what to say and what not to say."

Qiao Yu was not used to her at all.

The expression on Su Jingwen's face was about to be untenable, so she casually found an excuse to escape.

Qiao Yu didn't have half a point of happiness in victory.

"There's one thing, you might be right."

Xiao Tu let out a shallow "um", and the tail note was raised.

"Su Jingwen was very shy about mentioning my mother's death in front of me. She's weak in heart. ”

Qiao Yu's face was solemn.

It doesn't seem that simple.

The dusty memories are about to be rediscovered, and Qiao Yu has to recall the details of her mother's life.

And in this detail, there is another person, Qiao Yu has to mention him.

Xu Zhiyun.

"Xiao Tu, if I want to investigate this matter, will you help me?"

Qiao Yu raised his eyes, and looked at him with beautiful peach blossom eyes, his eyes were black and white, clean and pure.

If Qiao Yu didn't deliberately make that charming gesture, most of the time, she always looked gentle and pure.

Xiao Tu didn't answer immediately, just looked at her calmly.

The man's gaze on her was always light and shallow, occasionally with a misleading softness.

Just like now, the setting sun spills in through the glass window of the hospital corridor, and Xiao Tu's eyes seem to be plated with a layer of gentle gold.

She was getting out of breath.

After a while, the man finally looked away, and his voice couldn't hear his emotions too much.

"Am I helping you less?"

“……”

There is a feeling of drawing a sword and looking around.

The two pushed the door and approached the ward, and Qiao Yu just heard Qiao Guochuan sigh.

"Dad."

Qiao Yu screamed softly, and Qiao Guochuan looked over with a reluctant smile on his face.

"The whisper is coming."

Qiao Yu looked a little distressed.

Obviously, the family is complete, and the wife and children are complete.

At this moment, Qiao Guochuan sat in the ward and sighed alone, looking like a lonely old man who ignored his children.

His back was a little stiff, and at one moment, he shrunk a lot more than his tall and majestic father in his impression.

The back is so lonely.

Qiao Yu poured Qiao Guochuan a glass of water, and sat on the edge of the bed to peel an apple for him.

Qiao Guochuan also saw Xiao Tu who came in together, and began to become a little restrained: "Doctor Xiao is also here......

"You can just lean on it."

Xiao Tu signaled that Qiao Guochuan didn't have to get up, and came over to fill in some data signs according to the instrument.

Xiao Tu glanced at Qiao Guochuan, and his voice was gentle: "I've recovered well, I have to keep a good mood recently."

When Qiao Guochuan heard this, his smile suddenly became a little bitter.

"It's hard work for Dr. Xiao, without Dr. Xiao, I don't know if my old bones can survive."

"Dad," Qiao Yu couldn't help but interrupt what he said, and said angrily, "What are you talking about, aren't you okay now?" ”

Xiao Tu adjusted the flow rate of the sling needle for him, and said: "The patient's will to survive and the mentality during recovery are also important factors in fighting the disease, which cannot be treated as a medical staff."

His speech was neither fast nor slow, and he could even be described as emotionally indifferent.

But in this ward, against the backdrop of the bright red afterglow of the sunset.

His eyebrows seemed to be shrouded in a soft light.

She knew that Xiao Tu was comforting her father in her own way.

Because of his words, Qiao Guochuan's mood actually improved, he took Qiao Yu's peeled apple, and said with emotion: "Dad is looking forward to it now, you marry into a good family, and you will not worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life, and someone will hurt." With Dr. Xiao here, Dad can rest assured. ”

Qiao Yu nodded, but he was a little unhappy because of Qiao Guochuan's words.

Dad's fervent hope, she may not be able to do it.

She won't marry into a good family, at least not yet.

After Xiao Tu finished recording the data for him, he went to work first, and Qiao Yu accompanied Qiao Guochuan for a conversation.

Qiao Guochuan experienced life and death, and the whole person became more sentimental.

He began to reminisce about the time when his mother was still alive as a family of three.

Chatting and chatting, it was inevitable to mention his mother's death, Qiao Guochuan's eyes were dim, and he said: "Blame me, it's me who didn't protect her."

"Dad, that's not your fault."