But tears in his eyes.

...

"Ahem."

Grandpa Zou smiled.

“It’s all a misunderstanding.”

"Just say it's open."

"just."

"Since the doll is awake, mom, please feed the doll some ginger soup."

"I was soaked outside and drank some hot warmth to the stomach."

"I'll feel more comfortable."

...

"Um."

When the woman got the reminder, she nodded suddenly, "Yes."

She originally regretted that she had let down the old man's kindness.

Now it's OK.

The child woke up.

There is no need to waste ginger soup.

...

The woman looked at Dr. Zhang.

"Doctor Zhang, can I lift the head of the bed?"

She was worried that the child's condition should not be moved at this time.

...

"Can lift it a little."

Dr. Zhang smiled.

“Relax when lifting.”

...

"OK."

The woman carefully held the child's shoulder with one hand and raised the head of the bed with the other.

It was a little bit, but the woman really only lifted her a little bit.

...

She took the bowl containing ginger soup.

She touched the wall of the bowl.

A slight burning feeling came from the fingertips.

She breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

fine.

No cold.

...

"Dog, drink some ginger soup."

"Okay?"

The woman smiled gently at the child.

"This bowl of ginger soup was specially cooked for you by your Grandpa Zou."

...

The doll nodded.

"Thank you, thank you Zou, grandpa."

The child said intermittently.

...

"What are you grateful for?"

Grandpa Zou frowned.

"Why are you doing so polite to Grandpa Zou?"

"alright."

The wrinkles on the elderly face are stretched.

"Don't talk if you feel uncomfortable."

"Drink some ginger soup to warm your body."

"Then have a good sleep."

"When the doll wakes up, you will find that you are not that uncomfortable."

...

"Um."

The doll opens its mouth.

...

The woman feeds the child little by little ginger soup.

The movements are very meticulous.

I was afraid that the child would choke or the ginger soup would flow to the child.

...

Xiao Xiao turned around.

He walked a few steps outward.

All he could do was done.

He looked at the time.

Hmm.

I wonder if Zhang Bo and the others are still picking strawberries or have changed places?

...

"young people."

The old man's voice came from behind Xiao Xiao.

...

Xiao Xiao turned around.

"Grandpa Zou."

"Dr. Zhang."

He also smiled and nodded to the doctor behind the old man.

...

Dr. Zhang brought the door to the ward behind him.

He looked at Xiao Xiao.

"Young man, are you a tourist here?"

...

"Yes."

Xiao Xiao nodded.

...

"Where is such a young man with such temperament in our village?"

Grandpa Zou muttered.

"It's obvious that he is the child in the city."
To be continued...