The nurse and nurse carried away the old man's body and bed sheets and quilts one after another, and a bed was empty again.

Hongmei had a seat when she was fine and sat on the bed where the old man had slept before to rest.

Children can play with Hongmei, and Hongmei is patient with them.

My eyelids did not completely close over time.

A gap can pass through the light, and you can always see something if you can see it or not.

I saw Chen Hao get up to do the final examination and will be on the operating table tomorrow.

I saw Hongmei go to the wooden bed after the old man left and brush the video of her mobile phone, and could hear the messy gossip and news.

Of course, I also saw the child's father covering the child with a blanket, which means the child should be asleep.

I also fell asleep again, hoping to catch the last bus for the child.

After solving my child's wish, I might be able to wake up.

When I woke up, I might be able to chat with Chen Hao, who was cured, in the real world.

Rolling my eyes and trying not to pay attention to the visible gap, I fell asleep in a drowsy way.

I can be sure that this is the dream of a child, a lot of children sitting in the classroom to attend classes.

Parents of children at the door are waiting at the door to pick up their children. Under the guidance of the teacher, the children are attending origami classes in kindergarten.

I observed each child, thinking about finding the child with asthma to ask and enlighten him.

Of course I immediately discovered something was wrong, and all the children's faces were flowery.

I couldn't see my face clearly in a vague way, and I observed every child in confusion.

More than 20 children in this class are almost all spent, so I looked at the teacher who taught origami.

I can't be so naughty that I am a teacher in my dreams, but then I realized that the teacher's face is also gorgeous.

What's going on? You can't have children as much as parents, right?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but think of someone, that is Hongmei.

Could it be that Hongmei fell asleep on the wooden bed after the old man left with her cell phone? At this moment, I entered Hongmei's dream.

I stood among the children and shouted to the parents' position: "Hongmei?"

One of the parents who came to pick up the child raised his hand and shouted, "Teacher, I am Hongmei."

I took a look at my outfit and was actually wearing a staff dress.

It seems that Hongmei has regarded me as a teacher, so I naturally walked over.

"Teacher, my little tiger is good, right? Didn't it cause any trouble?" Hongmei said.

"I'm very well-behaved, don't worry." I said.

"That's good, teacher, you look like you are alone. But I can't remember it for a while. It must be a movie star who hits his face." Hongmei said with a smile.

"No, you remembered it wrong." I said with a wry smile.

"Well, can I take Xiaohu home?" Hongmei said.

"Of course." I smiled and opened the door that blocked the parents and pulled Hongmei in.

Hongmei looked at the crowd of children in front of her and said to me: "Teacher, do you know which one is our little tiger?"

I smiled bitterly and said, "Don't you know your child?"

"Hasn't this been working outside the country for too long? I went out to work as soon as my child was weaned." Hongmei said embarrassedly.

As soon as I said this, I immediately understood what Hongmei wanted. I thought to myself that when I got better, I would definitely give Hongmei some money so that she could go home to see the child.

But at this moment I really had no choice, so I walked towards the children.

"Well, do you remember any conspicuous marks of your child? You also know that there are so many children a day, and I don't know who the little tiger in your mouth is." I said helplessly.

"My child has a small black mole on his nose." Hongmei said immediately.

"Okay, I'll go and have a look." I said and walked towards the class.

All the children were still origami in front of the class teacher. At this moment, all the children with faces had their noses in the same position.

I stood in the middle of the classroom and understood something. Hongmei never took over her child. How could she know where her child was sitting? The only characteristic she knew also became the symbol of her child.

There are no children from Hongmei here, or what Hongmei wants is not the children here.

What she wants is to go home and meet her real child.

I grabbed a little child and pulled it up, grabbed it and handed it to Hongmei and said, "This is your little tiger."

"Xiaohu, let's go home." I watched Hongmei pull Xiaohu away from the kindergarten.

I stood there and watched, for some reason I felt warm.

I felt the warmth, and after waking up from the dream, I really felt the quilt pressing against the warmth.

It seems that because I unraveled Hongmei’s dream of missing her child, my body has regained my feelings about coldness and warmth.

Hongmei beat her and said to herself: "I'm going to wipe the back of the young master."

At this moment, the parents of the asthma child said, "Hongmei, why are you so happy?"

Hongmei said happily: "I dreamed of my own child."

This is the first time I feel happy that it can be that simple.

I was passively taken into a small shower, and I was happier than ever before when I could see Hongmei humming a small song.

I really want to say that the salary for a year is paid to her and let her go home, but I can't speak out.

There are only children in the whole place who have not helped, and I thought about it tonight.

It's good to be able to see a slit, and it's finally time to judge by the light and darkness of the room.

I always dream about where the child is going to go to sleep with everyone at night, right?

But obviously I miscalculated and I lost a moment in my dream.

Until I woke up the next day, I was woken up.

When Chen Hao was taken to the operating room, I woke me up because I pushed the bed and hit the door.

When I woke up, I understood that I didn’t snipe the child at night. If I didn’t snipe, it would mean that I couldn’t fulfill my wish.

Could it be that I can't get up in my life? Thinking of this, I realized that I didn't hear the sound of the child throughout the day.

I struggled to move this finger, trying to support myself after testing my head and looking at the diagonal child's bed, but found that I couldn't move at all.

Hongmei noticed my strangeness and pressed me down, as if she thought I was twitching and pressed the button at the head of the bed.

After the doctor came, Hongmei began to explain my previous convulsions. The doctor took the flashlight and opened my eyelids again.

Then I covered my eyes back, and this time I entered darkness again.

The doctor didn't say anything about leaving. On the side, I heard the child's mother come in from the door and start crying and asking the doctor: "Why haven't my child come out yet?"

The doctor asked in confusion: "What happened."
Chapter completed!