Wen Tian was unsure and broke out in a cold sweat. The old doctor arranged for the baby to be hospitalized for observation. Soon, more than a dozen doctors specializing in mushroom poisoning were called over, surrounded the bed in a circle, and observed the “specially poisoned” baby together.

    .

    “Burp?” Jiang Dabai suddenly burped loudly.

    He was chewing on two fried chicken legs that were bigger than his face, and his face was covered with oil. Suddenly, he felt a strong sense of fullness.

    … In order to eat the big chicken legs, he deliberately didn’t drink carbonated drinks. How could he suddenly feel full?

    His big chicken legs are not fragrant anymore.

    “My dear, why don’t you eat? There are hamburgers here,” Zhang Bizhen coaxed with a smile, “Eat more, eat more, look at my grandson, he is white and fat, so blessed.”

    Jiang Dabai lost his appetite and silently put down the fried chicken legs in his claws.

    Jiang Han usually never let him eat these junk foods. He didn’t know how many times he had quarreled with Jiang Han for this.

    Now he can eat it all at once, he realized that this thing was greasy and spicy, and it was uncomfortable to eat. It was not as good as he imagined.

    Moreover, when he was at home, every time he wanted to eat meat, his grandmother would cook for him. Sometimes a bowl of soup would be stewed for a whole night, and she would never give him takeout.

    Jiang Dabai lowered his eyes and looked at his greasy little hands. He suddenly missed Jiang Han and his grandmother.

    “Why don’t you eat anymore, Guaiguai?” Zhang Bizhen was still persuading him with a smile, holding a cold ice cola to his mouth, “Are you tired of it? Have some cola.”

    “I don’t want to drink it.” Jiang Dabai twisted his face, “Carbonated drinks are not good for the body. I’m a child and can’t drink too much.”

    “Oh,” Zhang Bizhen said hurriedly, “How about fruit juice?”

    Fruit juice has too much sugar, and children can’t drink it… If he is greedy, his grandmother will gently explain the severity, and Jiang Han will have a cold face and scold him to stay away from the juice.

    In memory, Jiang Han was always annoying, but at this moment, the little kid missed him more than ever.

    Jiang Dabai slumped down and said sullenly, “I’m full, if I eat any more my stomach will explode.”

    Zhang Bizhen signaled with her eyes and told the nanny to clean up the table.

    After driving for half a day in the hot sun to pick up the little kid, and running back and forth to the kitchen to get things, the nanny, who was already exhausted, said: … …

    God damn, if you can afford a car worth two million, can’t you hire another nanny?

    After the table was cleaned up, Zhang Bizhen took Jiang Dabai to wash his hands and face.

    Jiang Dabai looked at the sky outside, it should be time for the kindergarten to finish school.

    Jiang Han…you bad boy, when will you come to save the baby? O (╥﹏╥)o

    Zhang Bizhen had no intention of letting him go. After eating snacks for half a day, she pulled him to chat affectionately and asked him if he still remembered Lin Qing father.

    Jiang Dabai’s face was almost red from confusion.

    He had never heard of Lin Qing.

    No matter what Zhang Bizhen said, Jiang Dabai opened his clear round eyes with a confused expression of “I don’t know” and “What the hell are you talking about?”

    Zhang Bizhen suddenly lost her patience, “Eat, eat, eat, all you know is to eat. You’ve eaten so much, but you can’t even say a useful word.”

    Jiang Dabai: …………

    Jiang Dabai secretly compared the height difference between the two and decided to play nice.

    He curled up on the sofa with his knees hugged, his little mouth pouting, his round eyes red, looking very aggrieved.

    Zhang Bizhen took a deep breath to calm herself down, and asked again, “Has your father never mentioned Lin Dad to you once? Has he never said he wanted to marry Lin Dad?”

    Jiang Dabai pouted and nodded slowly.

    She asked a lot of details again, but Jiang Dabai remained silent, only shaking his head and nodding his head to answer.

   This Jiang Han obviously doesn’t love Qingqing at all, so how could he use half of Jiang’s to save Qingqing’s reputation and career.

    Now, he can only keep this kid and threaten Jiang Han to help Qingqing.

    Zhang Bizhen glanced at the dull Jiang Dabai with disdain, and slapped the little kid on the head as if she was discouraged, “Useless little trash.”

    .

    “Oh.” In the hospital, the little kid who was fed water by doctors, uncles and grandfathers in turn suddenly covered his head with his hands, his eyes red, “The baby drank water obediently, don’t, don’t hit the baby.”

    The doctors looked at each other, “Ah? No?” Doctors are kind-hearted, and the little patient in front of them is such a well-behaved and cute kid, who would be willing to bully the kid?

    Wen Tian’s eyes never left the kid, and he clearly saw that no one had touched the place where the kid was covering with his little hands.

    Wen Tian’s throat rolled, and his heart seemed to be slowly squeezed by invisible hands, and he was at a loss and couldn’t breathe.

    [Hiss, is mushroom poisoning so magical? You will taste different delicious foods and drinks, and you will also feel being beaten? Is it true? ]

    [… Upstairs, is this the point? The point is what’s wrong with the little kid now! I’m so anxious. ]

    [What do you think, does Xiaoguai look like synesthesia? Hahaha, of course it’s a bit too mysterious, just treat it as nonsense, hahaha.]

    After a while, the nurse came over with a needle and said in a gentle voice, “Little friend, let’s draw a little blood, okay?” There is no kid who is not afraid of injections.

    Two thin tubes, each as long as an adult’s finger, the nurse approached to grab the kid’s little hand, and the needle tip in her hand flashed a sharp and dazzling white light.

    The little kid’s lips trembled twice, and he cried again in fear.

    “Use my blood,” Song Zhinian, who was also afraid of injections, stretched out his hand, his fingers were obviously trembling slightly, but he still said bravely, “Xiaoguai is too young, he will be afraid of pain.”

    The nurse didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, “But Xiaoguai is sick, how can you use your blood to test Xiaoguai’s illness?”

    Song Zhinian rolled his eyes, still refusing to give in and blocking in front of the bed, biting his lip and stubbornly putting his arm in front of the nurse. Song Cheng pulled him away, Song Zhinian’s breathing was rapid, and his dark eyes were still nervously staring at the sharp needle tip.

    The little cub buried his face in Wen Tian’s arms, closed his eyes tightly, stretched out his white and tender little hands, and cried loudly, “Baby is very brave, baby is not afraid of pain, wuwuwu——”

    [wuwuwuwu Zhizhi is obviously also very scared, but still very brave to protect the cub, Zhizhi is so good (bite the handkerchief tightly) (bite the handkerchief tightly)]

    [wuwuwuwu, the cub is crying, auntie’s heart is so painful wuwuwuwu]

    [Actually, don’t you really think that the cub is not poisoned by mushrooms but some kind of wonderful synaesthesia? Hahaha, I know you must think I’m talking nonsense, hahaha, okay, then just treat me as… don’t you really think so? ? ? ]

    The moment the needle tip pierced the cub’s little hand, Wen Tian also closed his eyes tightly, turned his face away and didn’t dare to look at it at all.

    Song Cheng said worriedly, “Teacher Wen…”

    He raised his hand, as if he wanted to put his palm on Wen Tian to comfort him, but he hesitated for a long time and finally couldn’t put it down.

    In the cub’s tender cry, bright red blood slowly filled the hose.

    Song Zhinian clenched his hands, not knowing what to do.

    After the nurse finally drew blood and asked Wen Tian to use a cotton swab to press the bleeding hole, Song Zhinian hurried to the bed.

    He didn’t know how to express his worry, so he could only put on a cold face and use his trembling hands to grab handfuls of snacks from his pocket.

    “Here, all for you.” Song Zhinian panted, eagerly stuffing all the delicious food into Zizi’s hands.

    He felt unsatisfied, so he hurriedly tore open the packaging bags one by one and fed Zizi’s favorite beef jerky to him, “Xiaoguai, you eat, you eat, it won’t hurt after you eat it.”

    The little Zizi looked at the beef jerky filled with a strong meaty aroma, and his long eyelashes wet with tears blinked pitifully.

    Then, Jiang Xiaoguai vomited silently as if he had indigestion from eating too much.

    “Ugh——”

    Jiang Dabai leaned over the sofa and vomited out everything he had eaten.

    “I…I can’t do it anymore, I must be dying╥﹏╥” Jiang Dabai weakly stretched out Erkang’s hand, “Quick, take me to the hospital.”

    Zhang Bizhen widened her eyes, looking at the filth on the ground, and her white and bright porcelain teeth were about to be ground.