Ghost doctor Mommy is good V5

In Binhai Park, Ling Yiren was like a child who hadn't grown up, she was in a state of extreme excitement all day long, and there was no trace of fatigue on her face.

Holding a helloKitty-shaped balloon in his hand, he pulled the rope from time to time to watch the cute pink cat swaying in mid-air.

In the other hand, he held a round marshmallow, and occasionally lowered his head to take a bite.

The sweet taste spread on the tip of the tongue, as if it spread all the way to the heart, and the whole person felt warm.

Lear put his hands on Ling Yiren's shoulders, and walked slowly with his arms around her.

Whenever he saw Ling Yiren's eyes glow with a different brilliance, he would always ask her in a timely manner if she wanted to play and if she had any needs.

Perhaps because of her good mood, Ling Yiren didn't want to stop and rest at all. She was interested in trying almost all the rides.

Unfortunately, because of her body, she can't play too intense facilities, so as not to stimulate the heart and cause danger.

So Lear just accompanied Ling Yiren to play games like whack-a-mole, hoops, and balloons.

It's very simple, but it can make Ling Yiren feel happy while having fun. She always has a smile on her face, and her cheeks are flushed.

"Would you like to sit over there and rest for a while?" Lear suggested thoughtfully, wiping the sweat off Ling Yiren's forehead with a tissue.

Ling Yiren shook his head, "No, let's go gopher hunting again!"

Such a fun time should not be spoiled because of her unsatisfactory body. Anyway, there is not much time left, so burn to the fullest, and don't stay at home waiting to die.

If someone else is in a situation like Ling Yiren's, maybe they would rather stay at home and recuperate from illness, like a medicine jar, taking injections and medicines every day.

Even when I go out, I am worried that my illness will attack at any time, and I am afraid that I will encounter danger.

I'm even more afraid that if I fail to get treatment in time when I get sick, it will lead to an earlier death... In fact, worrying about this and that every day will make the situation worse.

As Xiao Ziqing often suggested to Ling Yiren, the organs of the body seem to be conscious. When you are in a good mood, they will also maintain a good state.

On the contrary, the body will be exhausted, and various problems will appear, otherwise there will be no such thing as "depressed".

Ling Yiren has really figured it out, she wants to enjoy every day to the fullest, cherish every minute and every second.

After playing for a day, the two older children also had a lot of trophies.

Under Ling Yiren's begging, Lear bought her an ice cream softheartedly. Although she only agreed to eat two bites, Ling Yiren's contented look was unbearable.

Looking at her smiling face in the sun, Lear had mixed feelings in his heart.

In such a beautiful time, she should have continued to enjoy the sunshine, experience the various flavors of life, and reap love and sincerity.

But the god of death was slowly approaching her, and Lear even had the illusion that Ling Yiren's skin was becoming more and more transparent...

For the first time, he felt so powerless. He was no longer the omnipotent Lear, and there were things he couldn't control.

Lear also asked people to visit many experts in the cardiology department. After reading Ling Yiren's thick medical records, those internationally renowned experts all shook their heads, as if they were helpless.

Such a result was also expected by Lear, after all, Xiao Ziqing had the same diagnosis before, and that was a "ghost doctor"!

Even Xiao Ziqing can't do anything, so what can the others do? ?
"What's the matter? Are you tired?" On the way back, Ling Yiren found Li Er looking at the car in a daze, so he asked softly.

When he came back to his senses, Lear smiled lightly, "I was just thinking about what kind of program I'm going to arrange tomorrow to date you."

Ling Yiren's eyes were full of tenderness and tenderness, as if water dripped from her eyes when she stared at Lear.

"Actually, you don't need to waste so much thought. As long as we are together, even watching TV at home and chatting is fine."

There is a saying that Lear once said, which the people of Lingyi agree with very much.

No matter where you go, what kind of scenery you have, it doesn't matter at all, what matters is who you are with.

Realizing the preciousness of getting to know each other, Ling Yiren felt that his requirements became very low.She no longer cares about material things, more, she wants spiritual dependence.

Lear could have been a great lover, even a husband.

He understands women's thoughts very well, and he knows even more that when they say "no" on the surface, they are still longing for it in their hearts.

After eating dinner outside, Ling Yiren was so tired that he had shortness of breath. He had to rest as soon as possible, and had to inhale oxygen before going to bed.

Seeing her suffering so much, but doing everything with a strong smile, just to keep herself from worrying, Lear's heart was stung again.

He could tell that Ling Yiren was very nostalgic for this world and was reluctant to part with it.

She even looks at every plant and tree in nature with such nostalgic eyes, not to mention the warmth she has now.

Not wanting to affect Ling Yiren's emotions, Lear patted her on the shoulder, "Yiren, go to the balcony and have a look."

Ling Yiren raised her head inexplicably, she thought she had heard wrong.

Haven't you all taken a bath?She is still wearing pajamas at the moment, what are you asking her to do on the balcony?
Under Lier's encouraging gaze, Ling Yiren still put on his coat, put on cotton slippers and went out.Before I could stand firm, I heard a loud "bang", and a gorgeous firework bloomed in the sky.

Then, another one, one after another, a total of 99 fireworks were put.

The color and pattern of each flower are different, and each time is a different surprise.Although it was short, Ling Yiren engraved such a beautiful picture firmly in his mind.

She didn't turn her head until the night sky returned to the tranquil darkness, but her eyes were already full of water.

"Why are you wasting money like this?" He blamed angrily, and the next second, Ling Yiren threw himself into Lier's arms, desperately resisting the urge to cry.

She thought that she would never meet a good man in her life, and she didn't deserve love and other people's blessings.

She thought that in her short life memories, there would not be any romantic memories worth remembering.

She thought that until the day of her death, she would be full of regret and resentment.

But all these "thoughts" were all driven away in front of Lear, and he almost helped Ling Yiren make up for all the regrets.

Li Er circled Ling Yiren and patted her on the back, "Don't you need to spend money to make your girlfriend happy? I can't do everything by myself, and then make some weird things to amuse me You?? This is not like my style, do you think I am such a stingy man?"

Deliberately joking, just not wanting to make the atmosphere awkward.

He had also turned around in front of the gate of hell, and Lear naturally understood the deep despair, and he knew even more what kind of mood he felt when he knew that his death was approaching.

He doesn't care about spending money, and it doesn't matter wasting time, as long as Ling Yiren can leave happily, that's all Lear's wish.

This burst of eye-catching fireworks also made the people living next door come out to join in the fun.

Xiao Ziqing also stood on the balcony to watch, and after finishing watching, she still did not forget to give the person beside her a cool look, and went back to her room with a cold snort.

Young Master Feng was a little confused, strode up to his wife's footsteps, and put his arms around her, "Are you blaming me?? Tomorrow, I'll have someone buy a car and leave it all night, so you can see it all at once. .”

Cut, small tricks, nothing worth mentioning, isn't it just some rotten fireworks?It's flashy, every sound is a waste of money, and when it burns out, there's nothing left, so it's better to have something practical.

But all women like these things, the so-called romance, no matter how boring it is, Feng Yiran still does not reject doing it.

But after Xiao Ziqing heard what he said, she became even more contemptuous, "Why do you think it can be done with money? Why do I feel that your words just now are full of deep copper smell??"

While sternly condemning a certain man, Mrs. Feng poked and sealed the young master's chest with her fingers, wishing to poke a hole there.

"It's not a problem that can be solved with money." Feng Yiran quickly defended himself: "I just want you to enjoy watching it to your heart's content."

Look, one sentence turned the situation around again, as if his starting point was all for the good of his wife.

If every man possesses such eloquence, I am afraid that there will be no conflicts between husband and wife in this world, right? ?How can you argue with this kind of person?

Xiao Ziqing's hair was also smoothed out, and her tone softened a lot, "Watching the fireworks all night, is your neck still unbroken?"

Hearing her coquettish taste, Young Master Feng was also relieved, and continued to coax: "How come? Let's move a deck chair, sit on the balcony and watch slowly. Put some fruit snacks on the small table, Pour two glasses of red wine, besides the fireworks, there are stars all over the sky, how romantic!"

Don't lose to that eye-catching guy next door, hum!

"Sit all night? Forget it, I guess it will last until two or three o'clock in the morning at most, and I will be too sleepy to keep my eyes open." A certain woman dismissed Young Master Feng's proposal inexplicably.

They are not in love, they have been married for so many years, why do so many things like other young people?Don't you feel bored?

Spend your money elsewhere, how much is a waste of fireworks for one night...

Just thinking about it made Xiao Ziqing feel distressed.

Feng Yiran had a frustrated expression on his face, "Mrs. Feng, have you started to dislike your husband? Why is it so difficult to make an appointment with you now?? You have been ignoring me for a long time."

The sad tone didn't match his usual iceberg face at all.

Since the official opening of the hospital, Xiao Ziqing has devoted all her energy to work. If Young Master Feng wanted to pick her up for dinner, he had to match her schedule.