I was thinking in a mess, but what I didn't expect was that there seemed to be a very strange atmosphere between the two people, one doctor, one patient, and one child. The atmosphere was a little nervous.

Mrs. Zheng frowned and opened her eyes. Just now, she had already noticed that the orthopedic doctor was a little strange, as if she knew the mother and daughter.

His eyes fell on Miao Xin and the child's faces.

Miao Xin combed her ponytail, and because of raising children, her face like a child has a layer of maternal glory. She is in her twenties this year. If she hadn't had a daughter, that too childish face would only remind people of middle school students. It can be said that after more than ten years, Miao Xin's appearance and facial features have not changed much, and she has not experienced many years of washing.

Zheng Dasao couldn't tell anything on the face of the two-year-old Tongtong, but the more she looked at Miao Xin's little face, the more she found some questions.

I seem to have seen this woman somewhere.

Some people have some special features of their faces, which make people remember for many years. Miao Xin happens to be this kind of baby face, not everyone has it.

Tongtong drank the water from the water cup in her mother's hand, took a sip or two, shook her head and said she would not drink it anymore.

Miao Xin drank a few sips of water that his daughter had not finished.

At this time, Tongtong stroked her mother's hair with her little hands. While touching her, she seemed to be afraid of her mother's scolding and was trembling.

Miao Xin was not afraid of being scratched by his daughter, but was afraid that his daughter would hurt her hair, so she let her daughter grab her with her little hands.

When Mrs. Zheng looked at the mother and daughter, she suddenly recalled the time when she took care of her daughter, and a complex smell appeared in her heart.

In the quiet treatment room, probably only Chen Xiaoyi felt that the air in the room was too stuffy and almost suffocated him. For a moment, he even had the impulse to snatch the child from her arms.

Zhao Wensheng brought the nurse in now, making Chen Xiaoyi seem to have grabbed a life-saving grass.

"I'll leave it to you." Chen Xiaoyi said briefly, and he passed by him and rushed out of the door.

Zhao Wensheng watched him walk away speechlessly.

The nurse was going to give Zheng Dasao a drip and asked Zheng Dasao's opinion: "Go to the ward first and get the injection, or do it here before going over."

Mrs. Zheng was hesitating whether to stay in the hospital here and live in the same place with her mother-in-law, which made her feel uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!