If something happened to Dongfang Buhui, she would not forgive herself.
Dongfang Xing stared at the child. He had his eyes closed and his face was wrinkled. He couldn't see his eyes clearly. He really didn't know why he was crying.
He put his arm around her shoulders, was silent for a while, and then said succinctly: "Maybe, he suddenly liked to cry, so he kept crying."
Xiahou Huan'er immediately raised her head and stared at him: "Do you think our son is a fool?" Likes to cry? What kind of logic.
This joke was not funny at all, at least she couldn't laugh.
"That's not what I meant. Don't you think that he has laughed too much in his life and needs to cry to balance it out?"
Dongfang Xing simply didn't believe that something was really wrong with Dongfang Bubai's head.
"What nonsense are you talking about? He is still so young and his intelligence can support his brain to think of this?" Xiahou Huan'er was really pissed off by him.
"Honey, he is not an ordinary child. You should believe me. If I say he is fine, he must be fine." Dongfang Xing raised her chin and looked directly at her.
"I'm not in the mood to tell you this right now, can you please just let me be quiet?" Her heart was so messed up by Dongfang Buhui's crying.
"Okay." Dongfang Xing responded distressedly and gave Dongfang Buhui a hard look. But unfortunately, he closed his eyes and couldn't see anything. He didn't see the threat in his eyes, and he was still crying.
, so pitiful.
Soon, under the guidance of the master driver Su Qi, they arrived at the hospital in half the time.
They did not go to the military hospital, but found the one closest to Dongfang's home. It was cold now and the Chinese New Year was approaching, so there were many people coming to see the doctor.
But they recognized Dongfang Xing, and the hospital immediately gave them a green channel.
The doctor was examining the child, and Xiahou Huan'er stared nervously.
Well, women are particularly prone to neurosis. Dongfang Xing really didn’t think there was anything wrong with that boy, but seeing his wife’s worried look made him feel bad. His bad feeling was entirely because of his wife, not like his son.
It doesn't matter.
The doctor who was helping Dongfang Buhui with the examination knew their prominent status, and he said nervously when they stared at them like this.
But the child kept crying, as if the whole world owed him something, which made him even more nervous. He was careful not to hurt their little ancestor.
It was not easy. After finally examining him, Xiahou Huan'er, who could no longer sit still, immediately rushed forward, grabbed his hand, and asked anxiously: "Doctor, how is my son? Is there anything wrong with his head?"
What happened? Why does he keep crying? Why..."
The doctor's face turned pale instantly. He didn't hear what she was saying, but he heard his bones cracking.
I have seen someone excited, but I have never seen a female family member who was so excited and so strong. Did she want to crush his hand?
He grimaced and said quickly: "Madam, don't be nervous, calm down. Can you let me go first?"
"Wife, please let go of his hand first." Dongfang Xing frowned and hurriedly stepped forward to pull her hand away. He was not nervous about the doctor's hand. What happened to his hand? He had half a cent to do with it.
Was it related? It was Xia Hou Huan'er who held his hand and their skin touched each other. Zhen Zhen'er made him feel very uncomfortable.
