Section 4 Mother-daughter affection
Yang Jiahui provoked his thumb behind Fang Xia and said that it was my Fang Jie who was too impressed.
Before I finished, I heard a bell ringing from Fang Xia’s bag. Fang Xia hit her purse and took a mobile phone from inside. Is that a woman’s voice Fang Xia?
Yes, you are.
I’m Miss Lily. She doesn’t feel comfortable. Did you?
When the horse arrived at Fang Xia, he was already very nervous. His handsome face turned pale and thin sweat hung on her forehead instantly.
You know, this is her husband’s only flesh and blood and her only spiritual sustenance now, and she won’t allow her daughter to lose anything.
I’ll accompany you to Yang Jiahui and say.
Then he returned to his position and quickly followed Fang Xia across the yellow bag.
Yi, there is a van parked outside. This is Wang Junlai’s office car. He often moves in the name of running insurance. This time he really sent a team.
Wang Junlai has been waiting for them in the car. Wang Junlai has never said anything about Fang Xia, and this time is no exception.
The van was driving fast on the road. Che Fangxia’s face was still pale. Her eyes were full of anxiety and fear. Yang Jiahui held her hand and they didn’t speak. They were leaning together tightly.
Soon they came to the gate of a school. From a distance, there were two people in the gate. One was a teacher, and the other was her daughter. Her daughter’s nine-year-old face was covered with two white cotton balls. Her face was upturned for fear of nosebleeds. Fang Xia rushed to the door before a poor sample car stopped.
Fang Xia’s eyes were filled with tears when she saw her daughter, and she ran over and hugged her daughter tightly. When she saw her mother, she cried.
The teacher went up to comfort Lily, saying that it might be a fire. Just go to the hospital and have a look.
Thank you, teacher.
Fang Xia said while holding her daughter out of the car.
My daughter lies flat on her mother’s leg, her eyes looking at the roof of the car, Fang Xia touching her little face and asking Lily if it hurts.
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It doesn’t hurt, it just feels like bleeding out.
The van is running fast on the road, and the car bumps slightly, which makes the little girl’s nose bleed more. At this time, the cotton ball is already red. Fang Xia is nervous and holds her daughter’s head tightly. She wants to minimize the bumps, and her daughter’s eyes are full of fear. She holds her mother’s arms tightly because her mother is her only backer in her daughter’s eyes.
Fang Xia’s tears and forehead sweat were mixed together, and her cheeks were full. Yang Jiahui took a piece of toilet paper from his own bag and gently wiped it for her.
The car stopped smoothly in the city hospital, which is the largest and most prestigious medical institution in the city. People in rural areas near the town will come here for medical treatment, so every day, many people suffer from it. Xia turned around and signaled Wang Jun to send the car back to the unit. Only then did Yang Jiahui get off the bus.
There are only two people left in the hospital hall, and the registered people are arranged in a long dragon, which twists and turns until the gate. When will it be like this?
Looking at Fang Xia’s anxious expression, look at Lily’s pale face. Yang Jiahui is also sour in his heart. Suddenly, she shines at the moment. Isn’t Zhang Jun in the city hospital? Why not look for her?
She took out her mobile phone and dialed Zhang Jun dialect, but the other party was busy.
Who is the dead thing calling at this time?
Fang Xia don’t understand who to ask.
Zhang Jun seems to be a doctor here.
After dialing Zhang Jun dialect several times in a row, Yang Jiahui was finally in a busy state. He was angry and stamped his foot, saying that I didn’t smash his mobile phone.
Her voice rang. It was Zhang Jun.
Hey, how’s the baby?
In the hospital, there are so many registered people.
Didn’t you find Yuanyuan?
I don’t know Yang Jiahui. I’m angry
Then I’ll go over there
Zhang Jun said and put the words.
Fang Xia is sitting in a chair with her daughter in her arms. Her face is tightly attached to her daughter’s face, but her eyes keep looking at her outside. I wish Zhang Jun was at the door now. Yang Jiahui is walking back and forth in the hall. She is bulging her cheeks and clutching her big watery eyes. From time to time, people passing by look at her curiously and wonder if there is anything wrong with her.
In anxiety, Zhang Jun raced into the room.
Why did you come to Yang Jiahui and ask angrily?
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I’m still here for you, pickpocket
Zhang Jun gasped and said that he had just given her a message to let us go directly.
Following the sign, they easily found Yuan Yuan, who was wearing a white coat as soon as she entered the room. She was busy seeing other patients and found that they entered the room, so she pointed to a chair behind her and motioned Fang Xia to sit in the past.