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Chapter 523 Murder of biological father

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    "But fortunately, the waking time will be gradually extended." The third senior sister said, and another needle was inserted into Song Qinrong's calf, "Little junior sister, she is very strong."

    "Girl is very strong." Fu Sichen stood aside and responded in a low voice.

    His eyes stayed on Song Qinrong's sleeping face and never moved away.

    Third senior sister took the last injection, stood up and rubbed her lower back: "Taking care of patients is really not an easy task, you have worked hard too."

    Speaking of which, Third Senior Sister has always had a cold and indifferent attitude towards Fu Sichen. This is the first time she has expressed condolences to him in such a calm tone.

    Fu Sichen finally moved his eyes away and glanced at the third senior sister: "It's not hard to take care of the girl."

    "That's what I say, but you haven't closed your eyes and rested well these past few days, have you?"

    The third senior sister sighed as she spoke, with a hint of disgust and helplessness as she handed him a cup of tea, "Okay, if your body collapses, I'll probably faint from fear when you wake up.

    This cup of herbal tea replenishes qi and blood. Drinking it will make you feel better.  "

    Looking at the tea handed over by the other party, Fu Sichen's eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment: "for me?"

    She has always hated herself, when did she become so kind?

    Xiaobao was watching their movements secretly from the side. Of course, he also saw the whole process of the third senior sister secretly putting "ingredients" in when she turned around to get tea.

    You have to let Fu Sichen drink this cup of tea.

    Thinking of this, Xiaobao stepped forward and tried to grab the cup of tea on tiptoes: "Third Aunt, Xiaobao also wants to drink. You give it to Xiaobao!"

    Seeing that Xiaobao jumped up and knocked over the tea, Fu Sichen had no choice but to take it.

    Even if he is not a doctor, he still has basic common sense.

    To put it bluntly, this kind of tea has about the same effect as a refreshing energy drink, but its medicinal properties are relatively mild.

    But no matter how gentle it is, you can't let Xiaobao, a three-year-old child, drink it.

    In order to make his eager son give up, Fu Sichen had no choice but to say "thank you" to the third senior sister, raised his head and drank the tea.

    The expression on Xiaobao¡¯s face almost made him laugh on the spot for a second.

    But he still tried to control himself.

    After Fu Sichen finished drinking the tea, he placed the cup on Song Qinrong's bedside. Ignoring Xiaobao's angrily rolling his eyes, he asked again, "How long will it take for the girl's wound to heal?"

    "The skin is growing now, but it will take at least half a month for granulation tissue to grow." Third Senior Sister replied.

    Fu Sichen¡¯s breath was stagnant: "In other words, the girl has to endure this kind of pain all the time for half a month?"

    Speaking of this, the third senior sister also felt very sad: "At least. The wound will scab completely before the little junior sister won't feel any pain."

    Fu Sichen¡¯s hands clenched into fists.

    When Xiaobao on the side heard this, he no longer thought about when Fu Sichen would be poisoned. He immediately ran to Song Qinrong's bed and looked at the person on the bed with red eyes: "Mom"

    "Xiaobao?" Song Qinrong slowly opened her eyes and faced Xiaobao's pitiful little face.

    Xiaobao was stunned for a moment, then immediately wiped away his tears and said happily: "Mom! You're awake!"

    "What's wrong with Xiaobao?" Song Qinrong asked gently, obviously worried about her son crying just now.

    Seeing this, Fu Sichen hurriedly walked up, tucked Song Qinrong's quilt with one hand, and rubbed Xiaobao's head with the other: "He is worried about you, afraid that you will fall asleep if you sleep for too long."

    Song Qinrong couldn't help but lower her eyebrows: "Mom won't fall asleep."

    Xiaobao pushed away Fu Sichen's hand on his head in disgust, and responded aggrievedly: "Mom"

    His movements were not strong, but Fu Sichen was pushed hard enough to shake his whole body.

    "Fu Sichen?" Song Qinrong looked at him in shock.

    The man was top-heavy and his vision began to blur. He forced himself to speak: "I didn't"

    Before the word "thing" came out of his mouth, he fell headlong.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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