Chapter three thousand and nine take care of(2/3)
"Can't it..."
The old man narrowed his eyes.
"Are you worried that I will take care of the doll?"
...
"Of course not!"
The woman immediately denied it.
"I-"
How could she refuse the help of the elderly because of this?
In this village, what she believes most is Uncle Zou and Dr. Zhang.
They really helped her a lot.
...
"Just not."
The old man nodded with satisfaction.
"Then you go away quickly."
"I'll go back to the ward if you leave."
"Go quickly and go quickly."
The old man waved his hand like a driving away.
......
The woman smiled bitterly.
"Uncle Zou..."
Seeing the old man looking impatient, the woman knew that it was made by the old man, but she couldn't say anything else.
She sighed in her heart.
She knows the old man's stubbornness...
"Oh well."
"Uncle Zou."
The woman decided not to stalemate with the old man over this issue.
"thank you."
The woman bent over to the old man.
"That doll will be taken care of."
"I'll try to come back as early as possible."
"Please trouble you."
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"Dog Mom, you're just too polite."
The old man said that he was not very satisfied.
“How long have we known each other?”
"Are you still so polite to me?"
"What's my relationship with the doll?"
"I'm happy to do this for her."
"Don't try to come back as early as possible, either."
The old man looked disgusted.
"Don't rush to do something wrong."
“It will take more time to go.”
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"Um."
The woman responded obediently.
...
"That's it."
The old man acts decisively.
Leave as you say it.
"goodbye."
"Don't worry, I'll be by the doll forever."
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"Um!"
The woman nodded vigorously.
A comfortable smile appeared on his face.
I have to say that the old man’s arrangement is indeed the best.
Women don't need to ask for leave.
There are also people taking care of the children.
It's just a trouble for the old man.
...
The woman finally left.
Before leaving, the old man stuffed the umbrella into the woman's hand.
“It’s still raining outside.”
"Don't get wet."
"When I get sick, I, an old man, can't take care of you two."
...
The woman took the umbrella from the old man's hand.
"That's really terrible."
The woman murmured.
She was sick at the same time as the child...
Who will take care of her children?
The woman shook her head.
“I will take good care of myself.”
Even for the sake of her children, she cannot make herself sick.
...
The woman turned around and left.
After the woman's figure finally disappeared from the old man's vision, the old man turned around and walked into the health center.
Since he stayed, he naturally had to do what he promised.
...
The old man sat on a stool beside the hospital bed.
He sorted out the fallen forehead for the sleeping child.
The child's face is still pale.
But there was a hint of blood more than at the beginning.
...
The old man narrowed his eyes and smiled.
He looked at the position of the window.
The sky outside was dark, and the light rain hit the glass window.
There was a little noise.
To be continued...