Chapter 428: cry poor chirp
When the needle was poked into the flesh of the arm, the cry was a mournful one!
"Wow"
The doctor moved very quickly, and quickly drew the needle and pressed it with a cotton swab:
"Parents press the button on the child for three minutes, and then observe the scene for half an hour. If there is no abnormality, then leave."
"Okay, thank you."
Get up and go out.
When several figures went out, the little nurse in the consultation room frowned and whispered:
"Shouldn't I be the wrong person?"
The doctor next to him asked:
"What is the wrong person? You know those people just now?"
The little nurse shook her head, and finally nodded again:
"I can't confirm it, because I actually feel that the baby dad who just hugged the child seems to be an idol of my fans!"
This...
"Is it wrong?"
"There's a high probability, you can't be wrong, that little boy's name is Fu Zhizhou, and he has the same name and surname as my idol's son!"
Although I was so busy that I was almost dizzy, but at such a close distance, I wouldn't be so blind, right?
Looking outside again, there are no more people to be seen at this moment.
Indeed, people have long returned to the car.
The child cried and never stopped.
However, it wasn't so terrifying.
"Woooo..."
"It hurts..."
"Bad Dad..."
"Bad Uncle Aban is also bad..."
Everyone is bad anyway.
Aban was in front of him listening to the young master crying and saying that he was bad, and he felt aggrieved.
And someone didn't respond.
It was not until the child was about to cry that he said:
"Have you cried enough? Continue if not enough."
hiss!
The children choked, and then continued to sob.
Then, the little head was still lying on his father's lap. As for the snot and tears, it was all glued to his father's pants.
But his father was disgusted, and before half an hour of observation time, he let Aban drive away.
It's okay to cry like that.
"Second Master, go back there?"
This definitely needs to be asked.
Fu Jiyan originally wanted to talk about going back to the old house. After all, the plane will fly to City C early tomorrow morning, and there are people in the old house who can take good care of the little cubs.
However, the crying child did not plan to return to the old house:
"Looking for my mother, porridge and porridge for my mother, woo woo..."
Fu Jiyan reached out and rubbed his eyebrows:
"Go home to the court."
"Yes!"
The car turned around instantly and drove towards the family home.
The children's crying gradually became smaller, and when they were outside the gate of the family home, there was no whimpering, but tears were all over their faces, crying like a little cat.
He wrapped his hands around his dad's neck and didn't intend to walk down the ground by himself.
Fu Jiyan put one arm around his son's buttocks, and then called his wife, but the other party never answered.
Okay, still busy.
On the way back to the unit building, I also met warm aunts.
"Ouch, Xiao Fu, what's wrong with your porridge?"
"The poor old cry, the poor old poor."
Fu Jiyan had to stop:
"Just got vaccinated." replied.
"Oh, have you been vaccinated? It hurts a lot. You can apply it with a hot towel."
Aunts' local methods sometimes really work.
After going upstairs and throwing the little brat on the sofa, Fu Jiyan went to the bathroom to pick up water, and then poured some boiling water into it before wetting the towel.
After the child's arm was covered with a hot towel, it was a little hot at first, but after that, it was comfortable.
I applied it several times in a row until the water cooled down, so I didn't apply it again.
Of course, I washed my face by the way.