The new glass door was installed within a few hours.

Enter here.

It's as if the explosion last night didn't happen.

Shen Pianzhi entered the laboratory to work.

He and his three children work in an office that was cleared out next door.

He Licun stared at the latest document in his hand, and the words in his eyes seemed to overlap.

He shook his head vigorously, but the picture did not become clear.

Zhao Lingfei, who was guarding He Licun, immediately noticed something was wrong. He worriedly said: "Master He, do you still feel uncomfortable? Otherwise, you should go back to the hospital and lie down."

"I'm fine." He Licun frowned and continued to scan the contents of the document.

Zhao Lingfei's voice just now was neither high nor low.

It happened to be heard by three little guys.

Shen Xiaonian blinked and looked in the direction of He Licun: "Daddy——" Xiaonian paused and then forcibly changed his words: "Uncle He, what's wrong with you?"

Xiaotian and Xiaohan also looked at He Licun.

"I'm fine."

"But, there seems to be something wrong with your face."

While the little girl was talking, Shen Xiaohan had already walked to He Licun, took his hand domineeringly, and placed his fingertips on his wrist.

He Licun raised his eyebrows and stared at his son: "Can you see a doctor?"

"A little bit."

Shen Xiaohan had a serious face. After feeling He Licun's pulse, the expression on his face became heavier. He raised his head and stared at He Licun: "You are sick."

He Licun didn't take his son's words to heart, thinking that he was feeling randomly, and asked him with a chuckle: "Really, tell me, is there anything wrong with the pulse you just felt?"

"You have severe insomnia." Shen Xiaohan's face was cold and his tone was a little bad: "You should rest immediately instead of working here."

this time.

The smile on He Licun's face faded.

He stared at his son's young face for a few seconds.

He really didn't expect that Xiao Han could really detect his illness from his pulse.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiaohan frowned even more tightly: "You should lie down and rest now. Brother Xiaotian and I are here, and we will protect mommy."

"I'm not that fragile yet." He Licun reached out and rubbed his son's head: "Go and play, don't worry about me."

"Master He, you were sent to the emergency room early this morning, so don't be brave!" Zhao Lingfei's eyes were already red: "Just rest. It won't be too late to do these tasks after you feel better!"

usually.

He Licun never allowed him to mention this in front of the young master.

Now.

Zhao Lingfei really couldn't hold himself any longer.

He half-knelt in front of He Licun, his voice choked with sobs: "Master He, please rest!"

A flash of displeasure flashed across He Licun's eyes.

Just before he opened his mouth to scold Zhao Lingfei.

Xiaohan stared at him and said word by word: "Go and rest right away, right now."

Father and son looked at each other.

It probably took a few seconds.

He Licun relented: "Okay, I'll rest for ten minutes and call me later."

Obediently closing the document, He Licun adjusted the angle of the back of the seat, found a comfortable position, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Seeing that he was finally willing to rest, Zhao Lingfei's eyes turned red and he gave Shen Xiaohan a grateful look.

In silence.

He Xiaotian stepped forward and asked quickly in sign language: "Is Daddy's situation serious?"

He rarely saw his brother showing such a serious expression.

It is rare to see Uncle Zhao so excited.

Shen Xiaohan sighed, stared in the direction of his father, and nodded slightly.

Just now.

He also found out from his pulse that Daddy had already taken medicine.

Without medication, his condition would definitely be worse.

Xiao Nian was also nervous: "Brother, can Daddy's disease be cured? Daddy will definitely be fine, right? Brother, don't scare Nian Nian, Nian Nian will be scared..."

Shen Xiaohan put his index finger to his lips and made a silent gesture.

Without answering his sister's words, he looked at Zhao Lingfei and lowered his voice: "Uncle Zhao, could you please help me find a computer?"

Having seen many surprises from Shen Xiaohan, Zhao Lingfei sniffed and nodded immediately: "Okay, young master, I'll go right away."

I don’t know if the medicine given by Shen Pianzhi worked.

He Licun's breathing was even, as if he had fallen asleep.

Inside the office.

Shen Xiaohan held the laptop that Zhao Lingfei found for him, and quickly looked up information on it with his fingers.

Xiaonian rarely reads medical stuff, so she basically can't understand what her brother looks up on his computer.

Xiaotian could understand a little better. He typed a line on his mobile phone and showed it to his younger brother: "Are you looking for literature on nerve damage?"

"Yeah." Shen Xiaohan nodded: "However, there is very little information published on the Internet, and there is not much information available."

"I have a way to do this." He Xiaotian typed another line and showed it to Shen Xiaohan.

Immediately afterwards.

Xiaotian raised his head, looked at Zhao Lingfei, and communicated with him in sign language: "Uncle Zhao, can you do me a favor?"

Zhao Lingfei smiled bitterly, and he would not hesitate to give the young master's orders, even if it means going up mountains of swords and under seas of fire: "Young master, just say it."

soon.

After Zhao Lingfei used the resources around him.

All documents related to nerve damage were sent to Shen Xiaohan's mailbox in the form of electronic documents.

at the same time.

Shen Xiaohan has also easily opened Mommy's special database.

A piece of information about nerve damage is quietly lying in Mommy's database.

Shen Xiaohan was stunned for a moment and subconsciously opened a document with the latest date.

A document exactly like the one sent to him by Zhao Lingfei appeared in his sight.

Is mommy also studying daddy’s disease?

No wonder, he just felt a very overbearing medicinal effect on his pulse.

The medicine that daddy uses should also be prescribed by mommy.

This moment.

Shen Xiaohan's lips slightly raised, and his mood improved a lot.

It seems that mommy still cares about daddy very much.

With mommy in charge, Xiaohan is not worried that daddy's condition will continue to progress.

Silently close Mommy's special database.

Shen Xiaohan returned the notebook to Zhao Lingfei: "Uncle Zhao, thank you, I can't use this computer now, please give it back."

Xiaotian and Xiaonian looked over at the same time.

Xiaohan explained: "Mommy is already in charge, I think we don't need to worry."

Now.

He has a more important thing to do.

That is.
Chapter completed!