Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

"Papa is sick, meow?" The little guy was frightened, tears streaming down his face.

"No, no, Dad just has a little leg pain." Xin Xiaotian replied indifferently.

Xin Miaomiao sucked two more mouthfuls of milk, turned her head and ran to the bed, took Yang Rong's hand, and said anxiously: "Mom, Papa is sick, see a doctor."

Yang Rong touched her little head, and glanced at Xin Xiaotian who was not far away. Xin Xiaotian pursed her lips pitifully, and touched her knee.

"Hey, shameless." Yang Nianfu was sarcastically, he couldn't see a big man pretending to be pitiful here to fool others, especially his own sister and niece.

"Go see the doctor and prescribe some medicine." Yang Rong looked at Xin Xiaotian and said, not because she felt distressed, but because she didn't want Miao Miao to worry.

"Okay." Xin Xiaotian agreed loudly, but he didn't go out immediately. Instead, he waited for the doctors and nurses to enter the ward, and after checking Yang Rong for a routine check, he made sure that there was nothing wrong, and then limped out of the ward.

Xin Miaomiao was lying on the edge of the hospital bed, looking at the back of Yang Rong's hand with the needle hanging, her eyes were red.

"It hurts meow?"

"It doesn't hurt." Yang Rong shook her head, lovingly touching her little head.

"Injections for meow? Mom is sick?" The little guy was reluctant to part with his mother, puffed up his cheeks, and blew on the place where the needle was inserted for Yang Rong, as if the pain would be blown away after a few blows.

"Well, my mother has a little illness, and she will recover soon." Yang Rong coaxed her gently.

"Look for Qi Qi!"

"Huh?" Yang Rong was puzzled, why did it suddenly mention Qiqi?She can't keep up with her daughter's jumping thinking.

"Qiqi will see a doctor, Miaomiao is cured."

It's okay if Xin Miaomiao didn't talk about it. When she mentioned it, both Yang Rong and Yang Nianfu expressed curiosity. Yang Rong asked, "Miao Miao, tell mom, how did you get cured?"

"I don't know." Xin Miaomiao shook her head: "Miao Miao wakes up, her illness is cured."

"..." The two adults looked at each other, and they both saw helplessness in each other's eyes. The child was too young, and it seemed that he couldn't ask anything.

"Ask Qiqi to help mom see a doctor...Call Qiqi."

"No need, mom's illness will be cured soon, don't bother." Yang Rong said softly, because of her daughter's concern, she felt sweet in her heart.

"Really?" The little guy frowned, looking serious.

"Miao Miao doesn't even believe her mother?" Yang Rong smiled and touched her little face lovingly.

"Believe it, mom, Miaomiao will go see her papa." After confirming that her mother was fine, the little guy thought of his poor stinky papa again.

"But..." Yang Rong hesitated. Although this is a hospital and usually nothing will happen, Yang Rong is still very worried, especially after what happened before, she dare not let her out of her sight.

Seeing this, Yang Nianfu said, "I'll take her there, just to pick up your sister-in-law, she should be here soon." Yang Nianfu was able to come so early today because he didn't go back last night and was out socializing. After making do with the whole night, it's getting late now, the rest of the Yang family should have arrived, and it's time for him to go back and rest.

"Okay. Second brother, be careful." Yang Rong still asked worriedly.

"Don't worry." Yang Nianfu waved his hand grandly, lifted his niece up, put her on his arm and sat down, took advantage of her dazed meeting and kissed her, which made the little guy feel disgusted and wiped it with his hands, and he laughed Huai, hearty laughter.