What on earth had this little girl gone through before she felt that a stranger was approaching her to hit her?
Song Qianqian heard the noise and ran out quickly.
After just one glance, I almost understood the situation.
She smiled apologetically at Ye Wu: "Sorry, sorry, my daughter is afraid of strangers."
"Shanshan, don't cry. Shanshan, don't cry. Mommy, please take you back to the bedroom and wait, okay?"
good!
Shanshan nodded quickly.
Song Qianqian picked up Shanshan and walked into the bedroom.
At this time, Ye Wudao clearly discovered that Shanshan's legs were unusually thin compared to ordinary people, as if they were skin and bones.
He could basically conclude that Shanshan had a leg problem.
Song Qianqian sent Shanshan into the bedroom, and Shanshan's crying gradually stopped.
After Song Qianqian walked out, she smiled apologetically at Ye Wu and said, "I'm sorry, sir, for disturbing you."
"Sit down for a moment, the noodles will be ready soon."
Ye Wudao suddenly said: "Shanshan has a leg problem?"
Song Qianqian nodded: "Well, you can see it."
Ye Wudao: "Why don't you give her treatment?"
Song Qianqian smiled bitterly: "After the treatment, I spent all my savings to treat her legs, but... it had no effect."
"The doctor said that there is basically no hope for Shanshan's leg to recover."
Ye Wudao thought for a moment and said, "I can give it a try."
Song Qianqian was a little surprised: "Have you studied medicine?"
Ye Wudao nodded: "Yeah."
Song Qianqian said: "Hey, I'll let you check Shanshan's legs when you have more time. She's still a little shy at the moment."
"To be honest, more than one doctor told me that there is no medical technique in the world that can cure my daughter except Tianluo Thirteen Needles."
Ye Wudao: "What a coincidence, I happen to know the Thirteen Needles of Tianluo."
Song Qianqian smiled even harder: "Mr. Ye, you are joking."
"As we all know, only Shen Shuai in the world can perform the Thirteen Heavenly Luo Needles. If you say you can perform the Thirteen Heavenly Luo Needles, doesn't that mean that you are the Master Shen?"
Ye Wudao nodded solemnly: "That's right."
Song Qianqian's expression changed rapidly: "Mr. Ye, don't talk nonsense."
"If this word reaches the ears of the Commander-in-Chief, your life and mine will be at risk."
Ye Wudao: "I'm serious..."
Song Qianqian looked unhappy: "Mr. Ye, I don't want others to make fun of my daughter's illness..."
"Forget it, just sit down for a while and the noodles will be ready soon."
I……
Ye Wudao didn't know how to defend himself for a while.
Song Qianqian got into the kitchen and continued to work.
Not long after, two steaming bowls of noodles were brought out.
Song Qianqian brought a bowl to Ye Wudao, and another bowl to Shanshan, and then continued to work in the kitchen.
Although it’s just simple poached noodles with chopped green onion,
However, the aroma of green onions and the round and tender poached eggs stimulate people's taste buds.
Ye Wudao was really hungry and started to eat hungrily.
While I was eating, the bedroom door was gently pushed open.
Little Shanshan sat in the stroller and moved out little by little.
There is no doubt that little Shanshan cannot afford a wheelchair and has to use a stroller instead.
"Uncle..." Xiao Shanshan avoided her eyes and hesitated to speak.
Ye Wudao asked softly: "What's wrong?"
Xiao Shanshan picked up the poached eggs in the bowl with difficulty and said, "Uncle, Xiao Shanshan will give you the eggs to eat. Can you stop hitting your mother later?"
Um?
Ye Wudao felt very sad.
I really don’t know how this mother and daughter survived in the past.
Ye Wudao put down his bowls and chopsticks and walked towards Xiao Shanshan.
Little Shanshan suddenly became alert and full of fear.
Ye Wudao said gently: "Little girl, don't be afraid. My uncle is a soldier, not a bad person."
real?
Hearing the word "soldier", Xiao Shanshan's eyes suddenly brightened: "Uncle, are you really a soldier?"