"are you going back tomorrow?" Back at the hotel, Yang Guo tidied up his clothes, grabbed Qiqi who was about to climb into bed with his little shoes, and casually asked song Zhiwen.

"I have a reservation for seven o'clock in the afternoon." Song Zhiwen laughed, "the Internet said it would take two hours, and I have to go to work the next day."

"Just arrange it." Yang Guo nodded. He will spend two more days in Shudu, take Qiqi to see the giant pandas, then walk to Jiuzhaigou, which is called a paradise, and finally go to the important city for the meeting.

Counting with fingers, it has been eight or nine days since the two brothers ran out of Yangcheng. There have been minor disturbances along the way, but on the whole, it is quite interesting. Although it's a little hard to drive, you can enjoy the scenery along the way.

In other words, Yang Guo's biggest feeling in the world is that the scenery along the way is more attractive than the scenery in the scenic spot. Although the quality may not be comparable, sometimes you don't know whether you are looking at people or scenery in the scenic area, and you don't enjoy the relaxed freehand brushwork of the scenery along the way.

It's a long night. Song Zhiwen has long been asleep, but Yang Guo is sorting out the photos taken with SLR in recent days. He copies them into the computer, and then selects some good ones to post on his microblog.

He never fixes pictures when fiddling with photos. Unlike other photography masters, he likes whitening or adding some lomo special effects. First, there is no such leisure and leisure. Second, Yang Guo himself pursues truth, goodness and beauty. It should be like what it was originally like!

"Huh?" In the originally quiet room, only Yang Guo occasionally heard the sound of mouse tapping, but Yang Guo heard a faint groan.

Kiki? Yang Guo heard the sound coming from his big bed. He didn't care to play with the computer anymore, so he quickly stood up.

"Qiqi, Qiqi." Yang Guo walked over, but found that Qiqi had curled up in bed, biting her fingers in her mouth, and was stunned. Yang Guo quickly leaned down and whispered twice.

Without a response, Yang Guo gently turned Qiqi over and pulled her fingers out of her mouth. At this time, Qiqi's painful moan became clearer. Qiqi's eyebrows were frowning, her lovely face was wrinkled with pain, and thin beads of sweat were exuding from her forehead.

Touching her daughter's back again, Yang Guo found that the clothes on her back were wet with sweat! It can be seen how much pain Qiqi is suffering!

"Qiqi, Qiqi, tell Dad, what's the matter?" Yang Guo asked anxiously.

At this time, it was already more than one o'clock in the morning, and the human body was in deep sleep. Song Zhiwen was sleeping like a pig at the moment, and he didn't hear Yang Guo's call.

After several calls from her father, Qiqi lifted her eyelids slightly, but at the moment, her consciousness was a little confused, and she was in a dream like state, so she could only say one word: "pain."

Yang Guo certainly knows that Qiqi is in pain now. Looking at this, it's still painful, which is no less than that time in the United States!

no way! Unable to delay like this, Yang Guo quickly turned over his bag, took out a windproof coat and wrapped Qiqi. Then take your wallet and mobile phone, and hurriedly hold Qiqi out.

He is going to send Qiqi to the hospital. What kind of situation is it? It's useless for him to worry in the hotel room, but he still has to hand it over to a professional for diagnosis. Yang Guo didn't wake up song Zhiwen, but left him and his room card in the hotel.

It's no use getting song Zhiwen up in the middle of the night. Yang Guo is no longer the Yang Guo who just became his father. He can calmly deal with these emergencies!

When he arrived at the hospital, the doctor checked and told Yang Guo that it was because Qiqi's gastric mucosa received cold stimulation, the mucosal blood vessels contracted strongly, and the gastric endocrine disorder also led to the current gastric spasm.

Yang Guo guessed the result when he came to the hospital by taxi. After confirmation, Yang Guo regretted it. Not only did the doctor accuse him, but he also regretted why he was not strict at that time.

Qiqi ate steaming hot pot and then ice cream, alternating cold and heat. It's strange that her stomach can be good! Moreover, Qiqi almost ate half of the ice cream, and a lot of cold stimulation is the main reason for Qiqi's stomach trouble now.

Fortunately, this problem is not too serious. The doctor asked Yang Guo to mix a cup of warm salt and boiled water for Qiqi to drink. After drinking it, Qiqi's condition gradually improved. Looking at his daughter's eyebrows slowly stretching out, and then gradually falling asleep, Yang Guo breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Yang Guo's eyes were bloodshot and his hair was messy after a night of fighting, the doctor did not let him go, Yang Guo was caught and trained outside the ward for a long time: "as a parent, should we be strict or strict? Especially pay attention to the child's mouth. She is not sensible, and you are not sensible? Especially now children like to eat cold drinks, so you should be more strict in controlling, eat less or even don't eat. These are irritating junk food. Don't let her cry, and you can't stick to the principle!"

Yang Guo knew that he was wrong and accepted the doctor's blame obediently and respectfully. He secretly decided to be a more strict father in the future, and he couldn't let Qiqi's temperament do it.

In the middle of the night, Yang Guo stood beside the hospital bed and didn't sleep. He had been observing Qi Qi's condition for fear that she would have stomach pain again. Looking at her daughter's hair scattered on the white pillow of the hospital bed, Yang Guo's heart was not to mention how uncomfortable it was. He also photographed it and sent a microblog to warn fans and himself that he should pay attention to the food safety of children when he is out.

After posting Weibo, there was an immediate response the next day!

First of all, Zheng Yujie, who swipes Yang Guo's Weibo the first thing when she gets up every day, calls with sleepiness when she sees the Weibo. Although yawning, Zheng Yujie's deep concern still makes Yang Guo feel very warm.

Zheng Yujie's phone has just been put down. It hasn't been ten minutes since Fang Beibei called!

"How did you know?" Yang Guo asked strangely.

"I read your Weibo!" Fang Beibei said, "Why are you still so confused as a father? Qiqi can't take care of it!"

"Hey, hey." Yang Guo smiled a little embarrassed. "I'm not as careful as you. If you were with me, there wouldn't be so many things."

"I'm criticizing you! Don't talk about it. Admit your attitude sincerely!" Fang Beibei said angrily.

Although he was criticized, Yang Guo was elated when he heard it. What made him happier was that Fang Beibei was actually following his microblog and called at the first time.

Is this a great progress in the relationship between the two?

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