He has been put into the scanning machine by the staff.
He is a little depressed.
Did Mommy see what he looked like just now?
A few minutes to check the contact.
When He Xiaotian came out of the examination equipment, Shen Pianzhi was no longer in the examination room, and He Licun was also missing.
He frowned, feeling particularly depressed.
He really mustered up a lot of courage to take off his mask just now.
Why is mommy missing?
He turned his head and gestured in sign language to the medical staff beside him: "Where is my mommy?"
The medical staff looked at each other: "Can you understand what this child is expressing?"
"I can't understand it. I haven't learned sign language either."
"Kid, are you asking where your father is?" A young nurse who had studied psychology walked up and touched Xiaotian's back comfortingly: "Mr. He went out with the doctor just now. You Can you wait patiently here for a while?"
Although He Xiaotian was disappointed, he still nodded obediently.
Sure enough, He Licun came back soon.
However, he did not see Shen Pianzhi come back.
He Xiaotian frowned and asked He Licun in sign language: "Daddy, why are you the only one coming back?"
"Are you asking Professor Shen?" He Licun knelt down and lowered his eyes to straighten Xiaotian's wrinkled clothes: "She is next door looking at your test results. She will come over in a while."
He Licun did not tell Xiaotian that there was a problem with his brain scan.
The situation is a bit more serious than when I checked yesterday.
After tidying up his son's clothes, He Licun raised his eyes seriously and looked at his son: "You like Professor Shen very much, don't you?"
He Xiaotian didn't understand why his father asked this question, but he nodded obediently.
He Licun's eyes deepened: "Then daddy, let Professor Shen stay with you every day, okay?"
He Xiaotian: "!"
His eyes lit up, and the eyebrows that were frowned just now relaxed.
He almost felt like he was dreaming.
The little guy immediately stretched out his hand to hook up with He Licun.
Seeing the change in his son's expression, a gentle smile flashed in He Licun's eyes, and he stretched out his palm, which was several times the size of Xiaotian, and hooked with him.
The whisper between father and son had just ended.
The door to the examination room opened again.
He Xiaotian hurriedly put on his mask. After seeing that the person who walked in was not Shen Pianzhi, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He Licun stared at Xiaotian's expressions, and his eyes deepened: "You usually hate wearing a mask, what about today?"
Xiaotian's face was not red and her heart was not beating. She explained in sign language: "I have just recovered from my fever, and I don't want to infect my brothers and sisters in the hospital."
He Licun obviously didn't believe it, pursed his lips and said nothing.
When I took my son to the next door.
Shen Pianzhi was still staring at Xiaotian's inspection report. As her eyebrows furrowed more and more tightly, He Licun's face became darker and darker.
"It seems that Professor Shen cannot cure your son's genetic disease." Xie Fei followed him at some point. He leaned against the wall, folded his hands on his chest, and clicked his tongue twice.
"You can shut up if you don't know how to speak." He Licun looked at Xie Fei with a sullen face: "If you are too idle, I wouldn't mind finding something for you to do."
Xie Fei snorted and rolled his eyes: "I'm not here to see you today, I'm here to see Professor Shen."