Xuyou sat by the bed with heartache and headache, took out his cell phone, and coaxed his daughter to her tears:

"First sister, you have breakfast first. Dad will come to the doctor immediately. Don't let your mother wake up and get you hungry again."

How can an ordinary doctor see a psychic? Xuyou has been lingering on the verge of life and death for many years and can also treat first aid. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is half a doctor. He saw Qing Xiran yesterday, but he just fainted and fell asleep, and there was no other serious injury.

But why haven't you woke up yet? There is no way, now you can only treat it as a living person. You can find an ordinary doctor to come and see it. If it really doesn't work, you can think of other solutions.

Qing Yi shook her head one by one, not wanting to have breakfast. She knelt on the bed pitifully, gently pulling her mother's hand, trying to pull her mother up, and choked:

"Mom, get up, the sun is getting hot, get up quickly."

Xuyou sighed, got up and called in a misty mist. After calling, he turned around and saw the first sister holding Qing Xiran's arm sideways, crying pitifully and sadly. This way, Xuyou couldn't bear it. He stretched out his big hand and easily pulled the little girl into his arms, pulled a corner of the quilt, wiped the first sister's tears in a careless way, and comforted her with a very unfamiliar feeling:

"Dad has called the doctor. Please let mom sleep for a while. Can we go for breakfast?"

"My mom is okay, right?"

Qing Yiyi, who was nestled in Yuyou's arms, looked at Yuyou with red eyes, and his little hands pulled Yuyou's sleeves, trying to seek his affirmation.

Yuyou said with certainty,

"Mom won't be a problem. She is your mother, my wife, who can do everything."

What to do? He was actually anxious, but now he is not only Qing Xiran's man, but also a father. As a father, no matter how anxious he is, he has no confidence, he must firmly tell his child that it is okay, it is okay.

Otherwise, as a child as a No. 1 sister, she would be more afraid and panic than him.

He silently felt the role of father, and the responsibility and strength he brought to him. He was comforting the child, and the cell phone in Yuyou's hand rang.

He didn't really want to take it, probably either he wanted to kill the mutant monster or he had to deal with some messy things in the camp, but his wife didn't know the personnel and left the children to show him. He was in a hurry. It was almost noon and he had not coaxed his daughter to have a bite of breakfast.

If he doesn't eat, his daughter will not gain weight and will often get sick. He thought that the first sister would be too thin, and in the future he would raise his daughter well and keep the first sister as strong as a cow.

But now, before this great ambition was warm, I encountered great difficulties. The first sister woke up early in the morning and couldn't wake up her mother. She said she didn't eat breakfast, and kept crying by her side.

It seemed that as long as she cried, she could wake her mother up.

Xuyou, who was taking care of the child for the first time, was anxious and frustrated in his heart. He took a quick look at the caller ID on the phone screen and was about to hang up, but he was stunned. The caller ID on the screen, two big words: Wife!

Who took his wife's cell phone to call him?

His wife didn't carry her mobile phone with her? Or did she put it in the RV?

When I was evacuating from the East District yesterday, I was secretly evacuated Qing Xiran's RV, but this RV and another RV equipped with a genius child were ordered by Xuyou to send it to the Times Base in the development zone.

So, was the person who called the phone secretly sick or Wen Jing? Both of them were sent back to the Times Base together with the RV.

Xuyou frowned, hugged Qing Yiyi with one hand, picked up the phone with one hand, cleared his throat, and was about to ask, Qing Xiran's voice came from inside.

"Where am I now?"

Xuyou: "..."

Is he experiencing something supernatural? Or is someone calling him in disguise his wife's voice? Or is his wife traveling through time?

"I heard Yiyi crying, am I in your main camp?"

On the phone, Qing Xiran breathed a sigh of relief and said to Xuyou, who was frightened and couldn't speak:

"You asked Yiyi to answer the phone. It's almost noon now. She has been crying until now?"

"I, I, you, you..."

Xuyou was a little confused about the direction, so he held his cell phone, turned his head, and asked after a while:

"Wife? Are you my wife?"

Qing Yiyi in his arms looked back at him with red and swollen eyes. He was crying, but now he said angrily:

"My mother's life and death are uncertain. You actually asked someone else to be your wife again. Do you want to anger me to death??"

"No, she said she was your mother."

Yuyou didn't know how to explain it at all, so he simply pressed the amplification, gave the phone number to Qingyiyi, and said:

"If you don't believe me, listen. She took your mother's cell phone and called me, and the sound was like your mother."

"Yiyi, stop crying, listen to your mother."

From the phone's amplification, Qing Xiran showed a slightly metallic texture, but it was still a light and worried voice, as if it could teach people to imagine the helplessness when she said this and her slightly frown brows.

Then, she waited for a while, and waited for Qing Yi to calm down a little before she said again:

"Mom can't wake up, and the system has been patching. In the past few years, Mom has not stopped running the system, so there are too many bugs. It may take some time to wake up and accompany you."

After saying this, Qingyiyi and Yuyou looked at each other, and couldn't help but move closer to each other, and a sense of creepy crawled onto the backs of the father and daughter.

What is the person on this phone talking? He is so scared when talking in a tone that looks like his mother/wife.

"Okay, I know you don't believe it either, I don't believe it myself, but you don't cry anymore, you have to eat three meals a day, remember to listen to Uncle Xu..."

"I'm her dad."

Xuyou couldn't help but interrupt his speech, no matter whether the other party was his wife or not, what about Uncle Xu? Call him Dad!

"I heard that this is 86.5% chance that it will be your father's patron saint, Uncle Yu."

"Qing Xiran" on the phone seemed to be unintentional about such a title, and there was too much entanglement, so I'm telling the truth.

The father and daughter, who were so scared by a cell phone, were shocked. How could the person on this cell phone know the probability of 86.5%?

Perhaps because Qing Xiran's tone of speaking was so similar to her mother. As a child, Qing Yiyi first believed that the person on the phone was her mother.

I heard Qing cry and asked:

"Mom, when did you wake up, mom? Yiyi is very well-behaved, super well-behaved."

This is very naive, just like going to kindergarten. As long as she is obedient in kindergarten, her mother will naturally come to pick her up when school is over.
Chapter completed!