The bastard can speak human language now

Will the little fat man be stupid?

Impossible, how could a person who was still alive and kicking the day before be so burned that he went crazy?

I felt extremely regretful in my heart. If Brother Qi had taken action that day, he wouldn't have been so frightened if he could have stopped the little fat man. It was all his fault. It was all his fault.

It was daybreak, and Ye Qianning's high fever had almost subsided in a few hours, but she was still not completely awake.

Master Zhan prescribed medicine. After the fever subsided, the next step was to reduce inflammation to prevent the fever from rising again. The herbs could not be cut off.

Dean Chen hadn't slept a wink for almost two nights and a day, and his eye circles were sunken in his eighties. He didn't feel relieved until Ye Qianning's body temperature returned to normal.

"Dean, please go and rest. When Fat Tuan wakes up, I will have someone notify you." Xiang Minghou said.

"General Xiang, let's go and take a rest." Dean Chen could see that the pressure Xiang Minghou endured was more psychologically than mentally.

"I'm fine."

"Okay, you all go and have a rest. I'll guard him." Zhan Chi couldn't help but stand up.

Xiang Minghou didn't even raise his head.

"Xiang Minghou, what is your attitude? She is already so ill. Let's put aside the grudges between us for the time being. Let's talk about it after she gets better." Zhan Chi said something to Xiang Minghou. talk.

Master Zhan couldn't help but sigh to himself, has this little bastard grown up? Don't you want to be confused?

He said one thing after another!

Dean Chen glanced at it and walked out slowly.

"Xiang Minghou, I really want her to be well, otherwise I wouldn't have invited my father here. With my father here, you can sleep peacefully. Don't wait until she is well before you fall down and make her worry." Zhan Chi said. .

Yell?

Master Zhan was surprised again when he heard this. He must have used all his good words for growing up.

Xiang Minghou stared at Ye Qianning in silence for a while, then stood up: "As soon as she wakes up, wake me up immediately."

"Don't worry." Zhan Chi patted his chest reliably.

After Xiang Minghou went out, Mr. Zhan stood up from the chair and walked to the bed. He looked at Ye Qianning seriously: "If she were thinner, she would be a smaller version of your eldest sister."

"My eldest sister has been frail since she was a child, and it would be healthy if the children were fatter," Zhan Chi said.

"This is called health?" Mr. Zhan pointed at the doll.

"...This is a disease caused by fear."

"Glib talk." Mr. Zhan stood up, patted Zhan Chi on the shoulder and led the person out again: "I don't want to ask the baby in front of the bed. There is no one here now. Please keep it short. What's going on with the baby?"

Zhan Chi stood on the left side of the door, glanced inside, hesitated, and then said that briefly in a low voice.

Master Zhan was stunned when he heard this. The child looked so much like the eldest son, so it must be his granddaughter.

He, Zhan Yi, had been waiting for his grandchildren since he had a son. Who knew that he would not like women even if he had a son? The whole family could not sleep peacefully because of his worries.

I thought I would never be able to hold her in my arms, but suddenly I heard that I had a granddaughter. How could I be unhappy?

Sang Zhi walked in from outside the courtyard with books in his arms and walked into the house. Seeing that no one was looking after him, he stepped back and frowned at the two people whispering not far away.

He walked in the door, put the books on the table, and walked towards the bed. It had only been two days since he saw the little baby, and he looked very haggard.

Her face was still red with blood, and her lips were burned. He raised his hand and took off the scarf from her head. After touching it, he felt relieved. Sang Zhi stood up and put the scarf in cold water, wring it out and put it on again. on her forehead.

When Ye Qianning saw the little old-fashioned guy coming, he couldn't help but feel happy. He opened his dry mouth and murmured: "Water..."