Ghost doctor Mommy is good V5

How can such sensible words not be moved by a child who is less than four years old and has not been taught by any adult?
When Feng Yiran came out of the bathroom, he heard such a touching confession, his eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist.

He counted the number of nights spent guarding Xiao Ziqing alone, minute by minute.

The hands on the watch moved very slowly, as slow as the dripping speed of the medicine in those thin tubes, every time it moved, it was an unbearable torment.

No matter what he said or what he did, the people on the bed didn't respond at all, let alone his condition would turn around.

In front of people, Feng Yiran is still the same, Wannian Bingshan's expression will not change, and he is not used to showing his true emotions in front of others.

But this night, for some reason, after Ruirui came, it seemed that all the uneasiness and fragility of Young Master Feng had found an outlet.

Maybe, both of them are the saddest people, so they feel sorry for each other!
Walking over to gently hug Ruirui, Feng Yiran rested his chin on the little guy's shoulder, and said softly: "Son, if you keep talking to Mommy, she will hear it. As long as we don't give up, your mommy will hear you." will definitely wake up.”

There has never been a belief that can compare to this time. Young Master Feng firmly believes that his woman will definitely wake up, it's only a matter of time.

No one can take Xiao Ziqing away from him, not even a mysterious fate.

Rui Rui nodded her head in a very sensible way, and obediently followed suit.In fact, what can a child say?It's nothing more than telling him what he thought was new in kindergarten.

Many trivial matters are extremely boring and childish in the eyes of adults, but he never tires of them.

Feng Yiran didn't interrupt, but just hugged Ruirui, hearing his immature voice ringing in his ears, he felt extra at ease.

In the first half of his life, he had too many brilliant achievements. The business empire he built alone - Xisheng International is enough to make many people look up to him.

How many people squeezed their heads and wanted to come in, but because of their own insufficient conditions, they had to return home.

Even so, Feng Yiran never felt complacent. He felt that his greatest achievement in this life was to start a family with Xiao Ziqing and have such a smart and lovely son as Ruirui.

Even if someone told him now that if he gave up everything he owned, he could get Xiao Ziqing back safe and sound, Young Master Feng would choose his woman without hesitation.

Humans are such strange animals.

I may cherish it when I have it, but I never seriously talk to my heart. When I face a huge test, or even lose it, I will be very reluctant.

To Feng Yiran, the days without Xiao Ziqing were like having his heart forcefully dug out from his chest, leaving nothing but a walking corpse.

I don't know how long I've been talking, but Ruirui's mouth was dry, so she quickly picked up the cup on the table, raised her neck and poured a large glass of water.

Glancing at the lunch box next to him out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help asking in surprise: "Hey, Daddy, haven't you eaten yet?"

The lunch box was specially packed when they went out to eat. Originally, Fang Yi wanted to take Feng Yiran to go with him, but Young Master Feng insisted on refusing to leave.

In desperation, the old lady also specially ordered his favorite dishes, and packed them together with the soup.

But looking at the situation, I'm afraid Young Master Feng hasn't even moved, and the mouth of the packing bag is still tightly tied, so he's not welcome at all!
Hearing his son's question, Feng Yiran just opened his thin lips lightly, "Daddy is not hungry yet, let's eat later."

Thinking of Zhong Yu's godfather giving him advice just now, Rui Rui's stubborn temper came up, "No! You must eat! Godfather said that you often don't eat, so you are not an obedient boy!"

Childish words, but heart-warming.

Feng Yiran patted Ruirui's head lovingly, and said with a helpless smile: "Okay, Daddy listens to you, eat now."

Ruirui's eyes narrowed because of his compromise, "Then I'll help Daddy heat up the food! Daddy, wait a minute, I'll be back soon."

After speaking, the little butt twisted a few times on Feng Yiran's thigh, and then slid down smoothly.

Carefully holding up the lunch box, Ruirui ran to the attached kitchen in the ward, tiptoed to put the lunch box in the microwave oven, and after setting the time, she immediately backed away a few steps away and guarded obediently.

He has not forgotten the common sense that Mommy taught him. Microwave ovens emit a lot of radiation, so keep them far away so as not to cause harm to your body.

Seeing his son's sensible appearance, Feng Yiran was very moved.

He took Xiao Ziqing's hand and said softly, "Baby, have you seen it? My son is very filial and well-behaved. Thank you for teaching him so well."

In the eyes of every parent, their children are always the best, even if outsiders say otherwise, they will have the urge to beat others.

Even the powerful and cold as Feng Young Master is not exempt.

His Feng Yiran's son, of course, is better than the other children, he can beat him by several blocks!

Look, someone else's four-year-old child may still be playing with sand with a runny nose, but his son has already learned a lot of cultural knowledge, plus three foreign languages.

And there is no need for adults to force you to learn this and that all day long, Ruirui also has an extraordinary memory, and can never forget many things.

This ability alone is enough to make Ruirui much better than others.

To be honest, it's not that Young Master Feng is arrogant, his son deserves any praise, and he can definitely show it.

After the meal was heated, Ruirui smartly put on heat-insulating gloves, took the lunch box out of the microwave, and put it on the table to cool for a while.

While trotting back to the bed, he pulled out the table top of the bedside table to make a temporary small table, and then carefully brought the lunch box back.

"Daddy, eat it while it's hot, I made these dishes for you!" On the pretty little face, there was a warm smile, like a pure angel.

The little guy's thinking is really simple.

He can't do anything to the bedridden mommy, but at least he can take good care of daddy right now and do his best.

Regardless of his young age, he doesn't want to be a little fool who doesn't know anything. As a member of the family, of course he has to contribute!

Feng Yiran pulled out a faint smile, and took the spoon from Ruirui, "Okay, thank you Ruirui! Don't be too busy, sit down and chat with Mommy for a while, and Daddy will help you take a bath later."

There is no bathtub in the bathroom of the ward, only a shower head, he is afraid that the little one will not get used to it.

Unexpectedly, Ruirui rejected it righteously, "Daddy, I'm not a child anymore, I don't need an adult to help me take a bath, I can take care of it myself!"

Puckering his mouth angrily, it seems that the little guy really doesn't like this arrangement.

Young Master Feng was amused by his "not a child", but he had to hold back his smile, and pretended to be serious: "Yes, Daddy forgot, Rui Rui has always been very good, she is an independent little girl. grown up."

Hearing such words, the little ghost smiled with satisfaction.

Shaking his head helplessly, Feng Yiran lowered his head and began to eat, but the aroma of the food that he used to find attractive now made him unconscious.

He even wondered if there was something wrong with his sense of smell and visual system, or was it affected by his mood, so he lost his appetite? ?

Not wanting to disappoint his son's wishes, Young Master Feng bravely scooped up a spoonful of food and put it in his mouth.

Chewing carefully, trying to find a reason to convince myself to finish the meal, unexpectedly, just after swallowing the first bite, the stomach acid began to surge upwards.

Throwing down the spoon hastily, Feng Yiran quickly walked towards the bathroom, closed the door, bent down and vomited into the toilet.

In fact, he hasn't eaten anything these days. Even if he feels like vomiting, he just spits out what he just swallowed. For the rest of the time, he just retches.

After vomiting out all the jaundice, the whole person seemed to be in a state of collapse, unable to raise any strength.

After seeing his father's strange reaction outside, Rui Rui calmly called the doctor.When Young Master Feng went out from the bathroom, he saw a room full of people.

Just a joke, no one in the entire hospital knows who lives in this senior suite.Even if they haven't seen it, everyone recognizes Young Master Feng's name, so naturally they dare not neglect it.

Feng Yiran's brows were frowned because of the crowd in the room, and he was about to speak to drive them away, but Rui Rui preempted him.

"Daddy, are you not feeling well? I'll ask the doctor to come over to show you. If you are sick, you must treat it as soon as possible. You must not hide your illness from the doctor!"

Not only is the little man precocious, he also speaks like an adult, and when he is preaching to Young Master Feng, there is a bit of the shadow of Xiao Ziqing in the past.

Facing his son's persistent eyes, Feng Yiran could only show the little guy a little face, and rarely cooperated to sit down for the doctor to examine.

The doctor didn't dare to make any omissions, and asked a lot of questions during the examination, for fear of missing something.But when Young Master Feng answered truthfully, the doctor's face became more and more serious.

For nothing else, the doctor only realized the seriousness of the problem when he heard that Feng Yiran didn't even eat a single meal a day, let alone other fruit snacks.

After thinking for a long time, the doctor said cautiously: "Young Master, do you not feel hungry even if you don't eat, and even feel uncomfortable when you smell any food? Do you just throw up whatever you eat now?"

Feng Yiran thought about it carefully, and it seemed that this was the case, so he nodded.

The doctor sighed and said in a heavy tone: "Young Master, I'm sure that you are suffering from anorexia, which should be caused by depression."