Ye Pianran's lips were pursed tightly, and his throat seemed to be strangled by his hands.

"Ranran, there is one thing I have to tell you."

Yang Yu sighed slightly, walked up to her hands and held Ye Pianran's hand tightly, "Ranran, Xiao Chengzi seems to be sick."

Xiao Orange is really sick.

Since he was sent to the hospital last night, he has never refused to tell her that no matter how he coaxed him, he was indifferent. Fortunately, he ate, no matter what she fed him.

But his eyes were empty and spiritless, as if the entire soul had been hollowed out, leaving only a body.

The hospital doctor diagnosed that he was self-enclosure.

In theory, this type of disease can be attributed to neurology.

"What did you say?" Ye Pianran opened his eyes wide and looked at Yang Yu.

Yang Yu lowered her head and slightly lowered her eyebrows. She was afraid that Ye Pianran would not be able to bear the severe damage after repeated experiences, so she concealed Xiao Chengzi's suspected autism and said that he was sick.

"He experienced something like that last night, and it is not easy for him to eat and drink now. Ranran, he is heart disease. Heart disease is cured by heart medicine. You are his closest person. At this time, you must not fall down."

Yang Yu whispered in front of Xiaochengzi's ward.

Ye Pianran's shoulders shook slightly, and he slowly stepped forward, opened the door of the ward and walked in slowly, standing in front of Xiao Chengzi's bed.

Hearing the sound, Xiao Chengzi still did not react at all. She curled up, hugged her knees with her hands, and made protective actions.

Ye Pianran tried his best to calm himself down and spoke with a flat volume: "Little Orange."

"Mommy is here."

Hearing the word "Mommy", Xiao Chengzi reacted a little, turned her head and glanced at her, then quickly turned her head.

Ye Pianran held his hands tightly, and his heart seemed to be frying in a pan.

Go forward and carry him into his arms.

"Little Orange, don't do this...Mommy is a little scared..."

Yang Yu stood at the door, looking at the scene with a dull expression, her eyes were slightly hot, and tears were falling from her eyes.

Cheng Feng rushed over when he heard the news and saw Yang Yu leaning against Xiao Chengzi's ward and crying secretly. His heart was slightly tightened and he slowly walked forward.

Hand the tissue in her hand to her.

"Wipe your tears. As a doctor, how do you cry in the hospital?"

Yang Yu turned her head and took the toilet paper handed over by Cheng Feng, but did not wipe her tears, but curled her lips and smiled: "-Didn't you want to cry?"

"As a doctor, I can't even save anyone I care about."

Cheng Feng leaned against the wall as she learned her movements and slowly closed his eyes: "Everyone wants to cry, this is just a way to vent his emotions."

"When did you cry?" Yang Yu turned her head and stared at Cheng Feng with her eyes stained with mist.

Cheng Feng looked ahead with his eyes ethereal and blurry.

"Probably... I followed my tutor into the operating room for the first time when I was in my freshman year. The operation failed and the patient's family cried with the patient's body at the top of their lungs."

"I encountered such a situation in the operating room for the first time. I was young at that time, so I couldn't bear to cry. At that time, the tutor did not scold me, but just patted me on the shoulder. It was from that moment that I realized that there are many people who die every day in this world, and the doctor just reduced this probability."

Yang Yu remained silent.
Chapter completed!