Chapter 730

Following the sound, she rushed over quickly. wxya

At the same time, a small figure rose from the sofa...

Following Little Pickle's scream, the two figures rushed towards the stairs at the same time, and two pairs of small hands caught her three or four steps above the ground.

Boom!

When the strength of Little Pickle's lower body hit Dingdong's arm, Dingdong also said "ah".

Ling Qiyang hugged his sister's head and shoulders, comforting nervously, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you're fine."

Little Pickle opened her eyes wide in horror, seeing clearly that the two little heads on top of her head were her brother and sister, the fear in her eyes disappeared immediately.

"Thank you, Guoguo, thank you, sister."

She got up, patted her leg, and suddenly found that Tinker Bell was frowning.

Chen Yilan came out of a room and saw three little guys staying on the stairs, with blood slowly oozing from the corner of the little sauerkraut's forehead, she couldn't help asking in surprise, "What's wrong? What happened just now?"

"Grandma, my sister accidentally rolled down the stairs." Ling Qiyang replied.

"Ah? Quick, quick!" Chen Yilan hurried over to pick up the pickled cabbage, and said to Ling Qiyang, "Hurry up and get the medicine box."

Sitting on the sofa, she kept checking her little granddaughter's hands and feet, and touched her head, her eyes full of distress.

"Misfortunes never come singly, why are you so careless, baby, remember not to panic in the future, go downstairs slowly, you know?"

"Understood, grandma." Little Pickled Cabbage nodded, then looked at Ding Dong with her head and hands hanging down, and asked worriedly, "Sister, are you okay?"

"I... I'm good." Ding Dong moved behind the sofa, feeling sore in her heart.

Ling Qiyang came with a medicine box, and together with his grandmother, he and his grandmother helped her sister disinfect, and put the OK bandage on her.

"Grandma, pack the food quickly, and I'll take it for Daddy." After handling it, the little sauerkraut fell to the ground, and took grandma's hand to the kitchen.

After a while, the food was served, and Chen Yilan helped the little sauerkraut upstairs, and Dingdang followed behind hesitantly, and followed them into the room.

Gu Mingxuan was just finishing wiping the scars on Ling Moxue's body, and pulling the quilt for her.

Turning his head, he caught a glimpse of the band-aid on his daughter's forehead, hurried over and squatted in front of her, his eyes full of concern, "Baby, where did you hit?"

Little Pickled Cabbage shook her head, "I didn't hit it, I accidentally fell on the stairs."

Gu Mingxuan held her face distressedly, and kissed her forehead lightly, "Walk slowly in the future, and know how to protect yourself."

Standing behind, Ding Dong gently shook his right arm, pursed his lips, and there was a hint of envy in his dark eyes.

"Yes, Daddy." Little Suancai nodded, and then pointed to Dingdong, "My sister is very powerful, she and Guoguo rushed over to catch me."

"Really?" Gu Mingxuan looked at Dingdong happily, this quiet and shy eldest daughter is really brave.

"Ding Dong, come, let Dad have a look." Gu Mingxuan was going to hold her hand, but Ding Dong shook his head and stepped back, as if he didn't like being close to Gu Mingxuan.

"Sister, he is father." Little Pickled Cabbage pushed her.

Little Ding Dong blushed, staggered her steps, and quickly ran to the sofa to sit down.

Gu Mingxuan had no choice but to wait for his mother to arrange the food on the coffee table before he walked over and sat down, picked up the food and started eating...

From time to time, he raised his head and glanced at Tinker Bell on the opposite side.

Little Ding Dong caught his gaze and hurriedly avoided it, her little face turned pale and red again.

"Ding Dong." Gu Mingxuan smiled, swallowed a mouthful of rice, and said gently, "If you don't like to call me Dad, you can just treat me as an uncle. Uncle really likes you too, so don't be afraid of me."

Looking at Ling Moxue on the bed, Dingdang's eyes slowly turned red.

"Mom, she will get better, you don't have to worry." Gu Mingxuan said again.

Little Ding Dong nodded to him and said, "You...you eat slowly."

"Hey." Gu Mingxuan happily responded.

This was the first time she spoke to herself, and it was a word of concern, and now her appetite improved.

Little Dingdong walked to the bed, next to Little Pickled Cabbage, and asked her softly, "Will Mommy wake up?"

"Of course I will wake up." Little Pickle turned to look at her and blinked, "But I don't want Mommy to wake up, she will be in pain when she wakes up."

Ding Dong gently pulled the corner of the quilt with one hand, and her voice was as low as a mosquito, "I want her to wake up, I don't want her to sleep all the time."

"..." Little Suancai frowned, thinking she was weird, "Mommy doesn't hurt when she sleeps? Why don't you understand?"

"I understand, I don't want my mother to be in pain, and I don't want my mother to be unable to fall asleep." After she finished speaking, she blinked, and two lines of tears fell down.

Little Suancai wiped her tears sensiblely, "Don't cry, don't disturb Mommy, I'll take you out."

The two came out and sat down against the wall by the door.

"Did you miss your own mother?" the clever little pickled cabbage asked sensitively.

Little Ding Dong nodded, "My mother didn't wake up after she fell asleep that night."

"My mommy won't, don't worry, sister."

Little Pickled Cabbage inadvertently touched her right arm, and Little Ding Dong turned away with a "hiss".

"What's wrong with you?" Little Pickled Cabbage was very strange.

"hurts a little."

"It hurts?" Little Pickled Cabbage wanted to touch it again.

Ding Dong avoided it again, and then shook her hand, "Don't make noise, if mom and dad know, they will be worried, and they will get better soon after a hand hurts."

"A sprain?"

"I don't know, it just hurts when I receive you."

"Then I'll take you downstairs and let Guoguo put a plaster on you." Little Pickled Cabbage hurriedly pulled her up.

Hearing what his sister said, Ling Qiyang hurriedly asked Dingdang to raise his right arm to have a look, but Dingdang kept frowning and shaking his head, and it hurt when he moved.

"Then how do I stick it?" Ling Qiyang was at a loss with the plaster.

At this time Chen Yilan came down from upstairs, Ling Qiyang glanced at her, and suddenly said: "Yes, let Daddy see, he has experience."

"I'll call."

Ling Qiyue quickly climbed upstairs, and Chen Yilan grabbed her in a panic, "Slow down, slow down, my baby, what are you doing in such a panic?"

"My name is Daddy."

"Why are you calling me Daddy?"

"My sister's hand is injured."

Chen Yilan let her go, came down and pulled Dingdang's right hand, Dingdang wrinkled her face in pain, "Grandma, don't touch me."

"How could this happen?" Chen Yilan didn't understand, and sighed, "Oh, your grandpa left because of something else, otherwise, he would understand."

After a while, Gu Mingxuan came down, and Ling Qiyue stayed on top to take care of her mother.

"Come on, let me see."

Gu Mingxuan picked up Ding Dong, let her sit on the sofa, and then gently pinched her wrist with two slender fingers, and then slowly moved up, gently pinching her small shoulder blades.

Tinker Bell wrinkled her face, her eyes were fixed on him...

"Does it hurt?" Gu Mingxuan asked.

"pain."

"Yangyang, don't you have a nice little book for little ones? Come, show it to Tinker Bell."

"Okay." Ling Qiyang understood his father's eyes, picked up the book and put it in front of Ding Dong, "Look, this is the girl's favorite flower fairy, I will read it to you later, do you want to learn to write? "

"I think." Ding Dong nodded.

At this moment, Gu Mingxuan pressed two fingers, and Dingdang's dislocated shoulder was fixed.

He let out a sigh of relief and told Tinker Bell that everything was fine. Tinkerbell moved his arms in doubt, and opened his eyes wide in surprise...

What a capable father.

"Does it hurt now?" Gu Mingxuan bent down and asked with a smile.

Ding Dong blushed, "It doesn't hurt, thank you..."

thanks dad.