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Chapter 12 Chapter 12
"Ah..." Fourth sister, have you eaten yet?

Creatures in white coats often say hello this way.

Dami was overjoyed, and dragged Xiaomi to show her: "Xiaya will call you sister, and Xiya will call you another, sister..."

Xiaomi also became interested, and looked at Xi Ya eagerly, waiting for her to call her sister.

Xiya moved her little neck: "Ahh..." Sister, I'm hungry.

Rice giggled, "I yelled again, I yelled again, our Xi Ya is really smart."

Xiaomi also cracked her mouth, the little girl is not only good-looking, but also smart.

Seeing them happy, Xi Ya followed her and said, "Ahh..." Sister, when can we have dinner?
"Xiaya is awesome," Rice pursed her mouth, and kissed Xiya's little cheek, which made Xiya's face drool.

Xiya vomited some bubbles in support, which made Mimi laugh again.

Wu Bo was awakened in a daze by the little girl's laughter.

He was not as sick as Grandma Wu, but had a low fever and was groggy.

Zhao Lian helped him scrape the fever, the coldness went away, and he improved a lot.

After sleeping for a while, I recovered.

After being woken up, the spirit head is not bad.

Turning her head to see three immature faces, she raised her lips and smiled.

"Rice, Xiaomi, where are your mothers?" Just after waking up, Wu Bo's voice was very hoarse.

The three laughing happily turned their heads together, with different expressions.

Xiaomi was half a beat too late to react, but Da Mi cheered, ran out with short legs, and yelled, "Mom, daddy woke up, daddy woke up."

Zhao Lian's voice came from the stove, and Wu Bo couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it.

Rice is a crazy girl.

Not long after, Zhao Lian walked over quickly, followed by bouncing rice.

"Father, how are you? Is there any discomfort?"

Wu Bo shook his head: "It's okay, just a little tired, just lie down and lie down. How is our mother?" He knew in a daze that his mother seemed to be sick too.

Zhao Lian showed a sad look between her brows: "Mother hasn't woken up yet, I scraped Sha, bled, and used cold water to reduce the fever, and it has stabilized for the time being."

"Balley and Mai went to invite the third master, and they should be on their way back. Don't worry, mother will be fine."

Wu Bo frowned when he heard this: "It's hard work for you to take care of us, I'll go and see my mother."

Speaking of getting up.

Zhao Lian hurriedly helped him up: "Don't worry about it, you are still sick, you caught cold when you went out, it's so good if it's serious?"

"Mother, I'm here. You help me look after the three children. I'll go and bring in some food."

"Xiaya should be hungry too. I ordered everything, and I haven't eaten a single bite."

Wu Bo secretly hated himself for being useless, and he didn't dare to insist on going out to cause trouble again: "Thank you, mother."

Zhao Lian gave him a sharp look: "What nonsense are you talking about, lie down quickly, don't catch the cold."

Wu Boy lay down according to his words, Zhao Lian turned around and went out to get food.

Rice, Xiaomi, and Xiya stared at Wu Bo.

The small eyes are too hot, it's hard for Wu Bo not to notice.

Wu Bo turned his head and said with a smile: "Why are you looking at Dad like this?"

The rice milk asked, "Father, have you recovered from your illness?"

Xiaomi was a little confused: "Father, are you sick?"

Xiao Xiya blinked, she didn't know about her father's illness, and she had no idea about it, but she still cooperated with it.

sick?

Wu Bo laughed and said, "Father is fine, don't worry."

"You also have to stay at home obediently, and you can't run outside, or you will feel very uncomfortable if you get sick."

Dami nodded seriously: "Dami doesn't go out, Er Gouzi and his younger brother just ran out to play when it was snowing heavily, and died outside. Dami doesn't want to die."

Xiaomi asked suspiciously, "Sister San, what is death?"

Xiya didn't understand either, she opened her eyes curiously and waited for an answer.

Rice puffed out her small chest and said proudly: "It's just dead, it's gone, I'll never see him again, and I've never seen Er Gouzi's brother again."

Xiaomi half-understood what she heard, but Xiao Xiya remembered it in her heart. It turned out that she was dead, but she would never see her again.

Hearing what the villain said, Wu Bo couldn't help but raise his lips, feeling a little sad.

Zhao Lian came in with food, rice and millet and a small bowl of sweet potato soup, Zhao Lian asked them to share.

Wu Bo has a small half bowl of sweet potato soup, and a small bowl of rice soup with fine sprouts.

Seeing the food, Xiya couldn't help shouting, the baby was so hungry.

Seeing her eagerness, Zhao Lian couldn't help laughing, and hurriedly hugged her into her arms and fed her.

As soon as I finished eating, barley and wheat, I arrived with a toddling old man.

Zhao Lian rushed out to greet her: "Third Master, I'm really sorry, but I asked you to run in such a cold day."

The third master waved his hand: "It's okay, take me to see your mother-in-law first."

Although the old man's medical skills are average, he has high medical ethics and a sense of responsibility. He is a doctor with a good reputation for urging patients.

Zhao Lian hurriedly responded: "Okay, please come here." Turning her head, she ordered Damai: "There is sweet potato soup in the pot, go and bring a bowl to Third Grandfather, you and Mai will also eat some, and leave half a bowl for grandma. good."

"Be careful, don't burn it."

"Understood, mother." Damai brought Xiaomai into the kitchen.

The third master said: "I don't need to eat, you can just eat, I'm an old bone, I won't be hungry."

Zhao Lian smiled and said: "It's okay, your boss is cold, you need to eat some warm food for a trip, mother is here, let's take a look."

The third master's mind fell on seeing a doctor, and he didn't say anything else.

The third master did not go through an orthodox study, but learned some skills from his father who was a barefoot doctor with him.

His father had only been an apprentice in the medical clinic for a few years, and he was not a serious doctor.

Both father and son are half-hearted.

However, they have always been cautious and responsible, and there have been no problems.

Big problems can't be seen, but small problems can be solved.

The third master first took Grandma Wu's pulse, asked about the situation, and then looked at the tongue coating and eyes.

"Dampness and cold entered the body, coupled with the fact that I am weak, there are many hidden symptoms. This time I caught the cold and stimulated all the symptoms, so the attack is fierce."

"To be honest, I can only say my best. In her situation, she has to go to the commune health center and take some of those pills."

"Otherwise..."

Zhao Lian's face turned pale when she heard it, she didn't expect it to be so dangerous.

"Third Master, can you help me think of a way? It's so cold to send my mother to the commune, so what should I do if there is something wrong on the way?"

"The child's father is also sick, so he can't go at all."

The third master shook his head and sighed: "I really have no choice. What I can do now is to prescribe some herbal medicine to dissipate heat. The temperature has dropped. I hope it will be bigger. If the temperature still can't drop before tomorrow, you have to do it." Be mentally prepared."

Zhao Lian took a staggered step and bumped into the door frame, making a loud noise that startled everyone.

Damai and the others ran over and stared at Zhao Lian worriedly.

Wu Bo also anxiously asked next door: "Mother, what's the matter?"

Zhao Lian wiped away her tears and said, "It's okay, I bumped into it accidentally."

The third master has experienced a lot of life and death, and he is bearish on a lot.

Slowly persuaded: "Life is a matter of life and death, you juniors, don't be too sad."

"I have ordinary antipyretics. You can fry it and feed it to your mother to try."

"Do your best and obey the destiny."

After taking the medicine, the third master didn't keep it.

Zhao Lian hurriedly said: "Third Master, don't rush away, eat some barley, hurry up, bring it here."

The third uncle was enthusiastically persuaded to stay, and he left after eating half a bowl of sweet potato soup.

(End of this chapter)