Wu Zhuoya's inner helplessness can't be described in words.
She wanted to scold her, but turned her head, but when she saw her little girl's pale face and thin figure, she felt heartbroken.
The child just got seriously ill, and even the doctor said that he should give her more nutrition. If the child wants to eat meat, it is not too much to ask.
After thinking about it, Wu Zhuoya softly discussed with He Tiantian, "Tiantian, your illness is just right and you can't eat too greasy food. In this case, can mom cook you some meat porridge and steam an egg custard?"
These are easy to digest and contain oil and water, which should replenish the child's body.
As soon as he heard about the meat porridge and egg custard, He Tiantian deliberately pretended to salivate, sipped her saliva, and nodded repeatedly.
She didn't even open her mouth, as if if she opened her mouth, tears would flow from it.
Everyone:......
Originally, everyone thought that He Tiantian was too greedy. She is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl who thinks about eating meat every day.
But a few days ago, He Tiantian had a nosebleed and fell unconscious. It was really tragic.
Even neighbors who didn’t see it with their own eyes couldn’t help but mutter after hearing other people’s reports——
"Could it be that this kid loves to eat good food not just because he is greedy, but because his body is really weak?"
"I guess it was because I was hungry when I was young and I didn't take good care of it from the roots up!"
"...Oh, if you look at it this way, Tiantian is also a poor child."
"Yeah, there's nothing she can do about it. You didn't listen to the doctor and said she's severely malnourished, tsk tsk!"
Everyone clicked their tongues. Although they still didn't like He Tiantian very much, they didn't criticize her too much.
The weak always arouse the sympathy of the world more.
Maybe everyone still feels sorry for their good things that were taken away by He Tiantian, but in the end there is a bit more pity, not just harsh criticism or contempt.
Now they saw He Tiantian begging for delicious food from her own mother. Although everyone felt a little speechless, they were more sympathetic.
Alas, look at this little face, it's no bigger than a palm, and there's not much flesh on his body, he's skinny and skinny.
After recovering from a serious illness, you really need to take good supplements.
Everyone stopped chatting and watched Wu Zhuoya, mother and daughter leave with great understanding.
After returning home, Wu Zhuoya helped He Tiantian to her bedroom, "Tiantian, just wait, mom will prepare something delicious for you!"
He Weihong pouted, wanting to say something, but her sister's sickly appearance was indeed pitiful.
never mind!
After all, I have just been discharged from the hospital, so I will let you go this time.
He Weihong helped put things away and took the initiative to help in the kitchen.
There was a lot of buzz, and Wu Zhuoya quickly brought over a bowl of tender egg custard.
There is also a little sesame oil and chopped green onion put on the egg custard, and the fragrance penetrates directly into people's noses.
He Weihong couldn't help but swallowed, and quickly turned her head away from looking at the bowl of egg custard.
I'm not greedy, I'm not hungry. I'm an adult. I've eaten good food since I was a child. I, I -
He Weihong tried her best to persuade herself in her heart. At this time, the luncheon meat porridge in the casserole on the stove began to smell rich again.
Meat!
It was the canned luncheon meat that my father brought back from the capital. I was reluctant to eat it at home, so I only took out a box when there were distinguished guests or during holidays.
He Weihong remembered clearly that the last time he ate it was last month.
The last time the He family ate meat dishes was a week ago.
She hasn't eaten meat for several days.
He Weihong's mouth secreted liquid crazily. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and ran directly back to her room.
Wu Zhuoya didn't see her eldest daughter's actions, so she sent the egg custard to her younger daughter's bedroom.
"Tiantian, eat quickly, mommy put some sesame oil for you, it smells delicious!"
He Tiantian quickly took over the rice bowl, eh, it was quite hot.
However, she deliberately pretended not to be afraid of the heat, quickly picked up the spoon and started eating.
Soft, tender, smooth and fragrant!
It's just a simple bowl of egg custard, but in this day and age, it's definitely a rare delicacy.
He Tiantian finished the egg custard in a few mouthfuls, looked up at Wu Zhuoya, her big eyes fluttered, but she said nothing.
After being a mother and daughter for several months, Wu Zhuoya has gained an understanding of her biological daughter.
Looking at her eager look, I couldn't help but laugh: "The meat porridge is still simmering on the stove. Don't worry, it will be ready in a moment!"
He Tiantian finally felt relieved, opened her mouth and smiled.
She handed the bowl to Wu Zhuoya, as if she had thought of something, and reminded her, "Mom, there are also scratch paper, pencils, erasers, and rulers!"
"Oh! Okay, I'll get it for you right now!"
Wu Zhuoya took the empty bowl and left the room, turned around and went to her husband's study.
After rummaging through boxes and cabinets, I actually found a roll of draft paper for drawing engineering drawings, a few half-used pencils, half-used erasers, and a steel ruler.
Wu Zhuoya checked it carefully and found that there was nothing inappropriate in it, so she sent a blank roll of draft paper to He Tiantian's room.
"Thank you mom!"
He Tiantian has a very sweet mouth, which is in line with the character of the original owner.
The original owner went to other people's houses to have a drink. Although she had a thick skin, her clever mouth also played a role.
"I'm your mother, you don't need to be so polite!"
Wu Zhuoya looked at He Tiantian with a smile. Although this daughter always made her and her wife laugh at others, she was still her own flesh and blood.
Look at those eyebrows, they look very much like my wife’s.
Tiantian’s deep eye sockets and high nose bridge were inherited from her.
It can be said that He Tiantian's appearance combines all the advantages of He Yaohua and Wu Zhuoya.
It's just that the child is too thin and has just recovered from a serious illness, so his appearance is somewhat compromised.
But overall, He Tiantian's face is really good-looking.
Wu Zhuoya would feel distressed and guilty every time she saw her daughter's thin appearance or her various unseemly behaviors.
Alas, even though it was a last resort, the couple did owe this child a debt.
Sighing in her heart, Wu Zhuoya walked out of the room. Before leaving, she did not forget to help close the door.
He Tiantian came to the desk, spread out the draft paper, picked up a pencil and started writing and drawing.
There were too many things in her mind, but based on the military factory where He Yaohua worked and the recent research direction of the military factory, she began to write down selectively.
In addition, when the original owner went to Xiaoyanglou, he also saw the notes or folders of several Soviet experts such as Puslov.
It's just that the original owner didn't understand this, she just glanced at it curiously.
But He Tiantian is different. She is now a personal computer and has photographic memory.
He Tiantian can also restore all the data in depth based on the original owner's superficial memory.
Then, He Tiantian searched for more useful information in his brain database based on this information.
The level of detail is definitely more specialized than Soviet experts.
Her mind was working quickly, and her hands were recording quickly.
Swish, swish swish!
In the quiet room, the only sound was the tip of a pencil rubbing against paper.
He Tiantian didn't know how long she had been writing. She only had one thought in her heart: fast! It must be fast!
She wanted to record more useful information before the body could no longer bear the overload of the brain.
Yes, He Tiantian had a nosebleed and fell into a coma before. It was not all acting.
But this body is really too weak, and she simply cannot bear such overloaded mental exertion.
Tick tock!
A drop of bright red liquid fell on the manuscript paper filled with data and charts, and slowly smudged.
He Tiantian didn't care much, wiped her nose casually with the back of her hand, and continued writing furiously.
Tick tock! Tick tock!
There were more and more blood drops, and He Tiantian quickly wiped it with her hand, causing the paper to fly to the floor nearby.
She dragged over another one and wrote frantically.
She finally finished transcribing all of the core research in the arsenal, the part that Soviet experts were responsible for.
Data, charts, formulas, calculations...all the details, not a single thing is missed.
Bang!
The body that He Tiantian traveled through finally reached its limit. She leaned back softly, and the chair suddenly lost its balance. She and the chair fell to the ground together.
The manuscript paper on the desk was already stained with a large amount of blood.
"Tiantian, the meat porridge is ready. Let's have a bowl first. When your father and your brother come back in the evening, I will stew the fish soup——"
Wu Zhuoya held the tray, leaned sideways to push the door open, and was talking nonchalantly.
However, when she saw the scene in the room clearly, she was shocked out of her mind.
In the small bedroom of about ten square meters, the floor was covered with manuscript paper.
And her little girl, who had smiled and thanked her just now, was lying unconscious on the ground at this moment.
Wu Zhuoya almost threw the bowl in her hand, but after all she was a weathered warrior.
She bit the tip of her tongue hard, and the pain reminded her to calm down, calm down!
She carefully walked around the manuscript papers on the floor, came to the table, and placed the bowl filled with meat porridge.
Then, she came to her daughter's side, stretched out her fingers, and touched the end of her nose.
Wu Zhuoya thought she was calm enough, but her fingers were still trembling.
The breath is warm, and there is still breath!
Wu Zhuoya took a breath, and then shouted at the top of her lungs: "Wei Hong! Wei Hong!!"
He Weihong was hiding in the room, holding a book and looking at it.
I don't know if it was her imagination, but even though the door was closed, she could still smell a strong fragrance.
The pink and tender luncheon meat and the white rice porridge, just thinking about them makes He Weihong drool.
Woohoo, she wants to eat it too.
But, she can't!
There are only so many good things at home, and my parents are usually reluctant to eat them.
He Tiantian can eat it. Firstly, she has never eaten before, and secondly, she has just been discharged from the hospital.
How could she, He Weihong, snatch food from a patient?!
But it smelled really good, and she was so hungry.
The school has been on vacation recently. In fact, even if there is no holiday, the food supply in the canteen is not sufficient.
Many students' faces were full of discoloration, and some were even swollen.
He Weihong's family is in good condition, so she can still have a full meal at home.
However, it is just that when you are full, it is impossible to eat as well as you did in the past.
The more He Weihong didn't want to think about it, the more the deadly fragrance entered his nose.
That feeling was so uncomfortable.
Just when He Weihong was thinking about going out for a walk, he suddenly heard his mother shouting at the top of her lungs.
He Weihong was startled and almost fell off the bed.
She covered her chest, calmed her mind, dropped the book, grabbed her shoes and ran out.
"Mom? What's wrong? What happened?"
He Weihong shouted as he ran, rushed to He Tiantian's bedroom in a few steps, pushed the door open and was about to rush in.
Wu Zhuoya seemed to have thought of something. When she heard the eldest daughter's movements, she hurriedly shouted, "Don't come in yet!"
He Weihong was startled again and braked suddenly, hitting the door panel directly.
Wu Zhuoya quickly stood up and carefully picked up all the manuscript papers on the ground.
She works in the data room and has dealt with Soviet experts in the past year or two, so she knows a little bit about certain things.
After just a quick glance, Wu Zhuoya discovered the importance of the information on the manuscript paper.
This is not scribbling, but something absolutely important!
Wu Zhuoya put the manuscript paper away, but saw that some of the papers were stained with blood, and her hands began to tremble again.
My eyes are hot, my nose is sore, and my tears are quietly rolling down my face.
This, the blood on these manuscript papers couldn't be from Tiantian's own blood, right?
Especially when I saw the one on the desk, blood occupied a large area and smeared part of the graphics and text.
The scarlet color made Wu Zhuoya's heart ache.
What the hell is going on?
How could her Tiantian know these things?
Also, why did she faint again?
Several question marks poured into Wu Zhuoya's mind, but she didn't hesitate at all.
He carefully put away the manuscript paper, and then waved to the door: "Come here quickly, your sister has fainted again!"
In fact, without Wu Zhuoya opening her mouth, He Weihong, who stood at the door and stretched her neck to look in, had already discovered He Tiantian lying on the ground.
Her eyes were wide open. Although she couldn't see the specific condition of her sister, she could vaguely see a large amount of blood.
Oh my gosh!
My sister has a nosebleed again?
Or did it break somewhere?
He Weihong's heart was pounding wildly, and he was extremely nervous.
Despite her usually aggressive attitude, she looks fearless.
In fact, she has been well protected by her family since she was a child. She has never been hurt or suffered much.
Even when she was young, traveling with her parents in the base area, she never witnessed the cruelty of war.
Maybe you are too young, maybe you have forgotten it.
When He Tiantian became ill for the first time, He Weihong didn't see it and thought her mother was exaggerating on purpose.
But today, after seeing it with her own eyes, He Weihong felt panicked.
Wu Zhuoya's call woke up He Weihong, her face turned pale, and she walked into the room with hands and feet.
As he got closer and looked more carefully, He Weihong realized that his sister's condition was really bad.
"Mom, Tiantian, Tiantian, what's going on?"
He Weihong didn't even notice it, her voice was clearly crying.
Wu Zhuoya took a deep breath and gave the order directly without explaining too much, "Come and help me, and we will send Tiantian to the military hospital together!"
The last time I was in the infirmary, I couldn't find out why.
Wu Zhuoya didn't want to send her daughter there again this time, so she simply sent her daughter directly to the military hospital.
There are facilities over there, let the doctor check it out, maybe, maybe they can find the cause...
