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    Jiang Dabai was vomiting so much that the sky was dark. His whole body was soaked with cold sweat, and he was shivering all over. His face was so pale that it was scary.

    Acute gastroenteritis was very serious. Zhang Bizhen covered her nose with disgust, but still said cautiously, “Call Doctor Liu over.”

    Doctor Liu was the private doctor of the Lin family, and he must be reliable.

    Jiang Dabai was stunned for a moment.

    Damn, he actually called a private doctor, which was really unethical.

    Jiang Dabai’s face froze, and he decided to sacrifice his life.

    “Ugh——” With a miserable sound, Jiang Dabai suddenly jumped up, his face wrinkled painfully like a little bun that was slapped, and he vomited even more violently while holding his stomach. Soon, there was blood in the vomit!

    Zhang Bizhen finally got scared.

    She just wanted to threaten Jiang Han with his little kid, but if Jiang Dabai really got into trouble, they would be completely finished!

    When Dr. Liu, who had no idea what was going on, arrived, he was horrified when he saw the bloody vomit, “Why are you still dragging it on! Send him to the hospital! He must have a gastroscopy!”

    “The child is so young, and such severe acute gastroenteritis can be fatal!”

    Zhang Bizhen swallowed her saliva, her face darkened, and she ordered the nanny, “Send him to the hospital quickly! Don’t let anyone find out, understand!”

    The nanny who had been busy all day: ………………

    The nanny knew in her heart that she was being used as a gun. It would be fine if she wasn’t found out, but if she was, she would be the culprit who took away the young master of the Jiang family.

    But Zhang Bizhen had to deal with her son’s release from prison, and she had no choice at all!

    The nanny’s face was gray, and she hurriedly picked up Jiang Dabai with Dr. Liu and rushed to the hospital at lightning speed.

    Half an hour later, Jiang Han rushed to the hospital with murderous intent, and picked up the little kid who had just finished a gastroscopy with trembling hands.

    “…Jiang Han,” Jiang Dabai was weak in his arms, humming feebly like a kitten about to die, “Am I going to die?”

    Jiang Han hugged him tightly, his voice trembling, “No, I just ate too much.”

    Jiang Dabai slightly opened his pale lips, tears silently wet his face, sobbing, “Jiang Han.”

    Jiang Han frowned painfully, “You say.”

    “I’m going to die… Please… you must… you must…” Jiang Dabai choked and made a dying plea, “Tell my dear wives, don’t… forget me…”

    Jiang Han : … …

    Jiang Dabai’s lips floated with a detached smile that looked down on everything, his two round eyeballs came together, a small red tongue was placed at the corner of his mouth, and his head tilted, “Ah, I’m dead.”

    Jiang Han:     …

    …\

     Song Zhinian’s dark eyes were filled with unprecedented panic. He wanted to move forward helplessly, but was afraid to stay where he was.

    The little boy cried heartbreakingly, holding his stomach and crying in pain, his tears washing his fair and tender face.

    The incurable disease with no known cause made despair almost penetrate his bones.

    [Wuwuwu, what is going on? Wuwuwu, this is the first time I see my wife so scared (crying) (crying)]

    [The blood test proves that the boy is not poisoned by mushrooms at all. My God, my wife must be going crazy (pulling hair) (painful mask)]

    Wen Tian helplessly picked up the boy and walked out with a pale face. Song Cheng hurriedly grabbed him, “Teacher Wen, where are you going?”

    Wen Tian raised his bloodshot red eyes and said with a pale face, “There is a temple nearby. I will take Xiaoguai to kowtow.”

    The live broadcast has not been turned off. Millions of viewers watched the crying boy with heartache, and were frightened by Wen Tian’s pale and terrifying face for a moment.

    Song Cheng frowned, his lips pursed, but he had no idea what to say.

    However, at this moment, Wen Tian’s phone rang unexpectedly.

    Wen Tian took out his phone mechanically and answered it, “Who are you? Can you make Xiaoguai better?”

“Yes,” a low and solemn voice from the other end of the phone came through the receiver, vibrating slightly on the eardrum. Jiang Han said, “Sit down and count a few dozen times.”

    Wen Tian’s pupils expanded silently, and he asked woodenly, “Will Xiaoguai get better after counting a few dozen times?”

    Jiang Han said gently, “Teacher Wen, believe me.”

    Wen Tian held up the phone, his pretty face as pale as a handful of snow, which would break if touched.

    His mind was blank, and he actually followed Jiang Han’s voice obediently, slowly sitting down with the cub in his arms. He opened his soft lips slightly, and counted softly, “Ten, nine…”

    In his ear, Jiang Han’s voice was low and deep, overlapping with his voice, “Eight, seven…”

    “Two, two,” Wen Tian said in a daze with Jiang Han, “One.”

    Jiang Han exhaled softly, raised his eyes to look at Jiang Dabai who was sleeping on his back after taking the medicine, and laughed very softly, “Teacher Wen, ask Xiaoguai, are you still feeling uncomfortable now?”

    Wen Tian swallowed hard, and his slender neck rose and fell obviously.

    “Baby,” he asked with a hoarse voice, not very hopeful, “You, are you still feeling uncomfortable?”

    Wen Tian didn’t notice that the crying of the cub in his arms had slowly stopped. The cub bit his fingers, he lays in his arms with tears in his eyes, his whole body soaked with cold sweat, as if he had just experienced a serious illness. The little cub opened his eyes wide with sobs, and said in surprise, “It’s not uncomfortable anymore, baby, it’s not uncomfortable anymore.”

    The round eyes soaked with tears opened incredibly wide, and even lifted up his clothes to look at his belly curiously, “Really, it’s not uncomfortable anymore?”

    Wen Tian was stunned and frowned in confusion.

    Jiang Han laughed in relief, and he didn’t seem to know what to say, so he said, “Teacher Wen, you should also take care of yourself.”

    Wen Tian nodded woodenly, and it took a while for him to react that Jiang Han couldn’t see him nodding, and hurriedly added, “Well… Thank… Thank you, Mr. Jiang?”

    Jiang Han was strangely silent for a long time, and finally hung up the phone as if he had given up something.

    “Daddy, baby really doesn’t feel uncomfortable anymore, daddy won’t cry, daddy won’t cry anymore.” Jiang Xiaoguai stretched out his two little hands and clumsily helped Wen Tian wipe his face.

    Wen Tian then realized that his face had become wet.

    Wen Tian wiped the tears and cried with joy, “I’m glad you’re not feeling bad.”

    Song Cheng frowned, unable to calm down.

    Just now, Jiang Han seemed to want to tell Wen Tian about the other child, but Wen Tian just held the phone with trembling fingers and said nothing, looking like he didn’t hear anything at all.

    Jiang Han just sent him a message: This world revolves around Lin Qing, but at the same time it is completely against Wen Tian, ​​and Wen Tian is much deeper than them.

    He has caught the nanny who kidnapped Jiang Dabai. Although the nanny took the whole thing on herself, he quickly found Zhang Bizhen.

    Lin Qing’s mother, Zhang Bizhen.

    Jiang Han had no impression, and Song Cheng had no impression either, but after a while, they naturally thought that it was because Zhang Bizhen was in poor health and lived too secludedly that they couldn’t remember this person for a while.

    ——Just like countless times before, it was not until this matter was brought to the fore that the memory gap would be slowly filled.