You Are My Rare Passion

Chapter 4009

He felt that his heart was heavy. It was like a big stone falling. He was suffocated when he breathed. He felt like he had been suffering from asthma before and couldn't breathe.

He went back to Gu Junzhu and ye Xingbei, "Dad, mom."

Gu Jun strides over, squats down behind him, embraces his little body in his arms, "son?"

"Dad, I feel bad..." He touched his chest. "It's hard here Out of breath... "

Ye Xingbei was startled and rushed over quickly, "isn't it asthma?"

Her nervous face turned white.

Since they met Gu Junzhu, xiaoshumiaoer has never suffered from asthma.

Sometimes she can't help but think optimistically, maybe his son ate too much, had good resistance, and had recovered from asthma.

When she heard that Xiao Shumiao was out of breath, her first thought was that Xiao Shumiao was suffering from asthma again.

Her heart beat fast and she was very nervous.

How she hopes sapling's asthma can be cured!

Asthma is an acute disease. If it breaks out, it will be fatal if it is not treated properly or in time.

Her son with such a disease, like with an irregular bomb, think of it, she is worried.

"It's not like that." Gu Junzhu stroked the young sapling's chest and asked Gu Qingrun and Yue ya'er to come.

Gu Qingrun and Yue ya'er arrived soon, and made a detailed inspection for the young trees.

After the inspection, Gu Qingrun replied with a smile: "don't worry, young master, young lady. Young master is very healthy. Young master said that he can't breathe. He should be in a bad mood, chest tightness, nothing. Eat something delicious, watch TV, divert attention, and be in a good mood."

Yue ya'er nods to agree with Gu Qingrun's diagnosis.

A false alarm, leaf Star North scared forehead cold sweat all came out.

But it's good news.

She took the sapling into her arms, and then she kissed him again and again. She asked in a soft voice, "because brother Xiaoci has gone to Zhai's house, you are in a bad mood, aren't you?"

The young tree nodded, "well."

After thinking about it, he asked softly, "Mom, it's because I've soiled brother Xiaoci's painting that brother Xiaoci doesn't like our family. Did he go to grandfather Zhai's house?"

"Of course not," Ye Xingbei said with a smile, "how can your brother be so stingy? You see your brother cried so sad when he left. It can be seen that he didn't want to leave us, right? "

"Well," said the young tree sadly, "since you can't bear it, don't go, OK? Why do you have to go? "

"Didn't your father say that? Because he likes painting more, "Ye Xingbei said, touching his face," because grandfather Zhai's family is more suitable for him, and he prefers to learn to draw with him than our family Your brother loves painting, doesn't he

"Well," little tree miao'er nodded, "brother Xiaoci is a lovely painter. When I played with my brothers, brother Xiaoci didn't take part. He said he wanted to paint, and he liked painting."

"Yes," said Ye Xingbei, "you see, in our family, only he likes painting. How lonely is he? In Zhai's home, both your grandfather and grandmother like painting. They share the same ideals and have the same language. That's the place where he can grow up, right

Xiaoshu miao'er thought about it, nodded and said, "I understand. I'm a dog with brother Xiaoyue, brother YeGe, brother Qiqi and brother Xiaojing. Brother Xiaoci is a cat. We talk barking, brother Xiaoci talks meow, and grandfather Zhai and grandmother Zhai talk meow, too. Therefore, brother Xiaoci prefers to be with grandfather Zhai and grandmother Zhai, who talk meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow We're always talking in a loud voice. We're not interested in our loud voice