They cried fiercely, and Ye Tianxin kept coaxing her.

Even with Mrs. Tang and Mrs. Song helping Ye Tianxin, Ye Tianxin still feels at a loss.

She even thought, how great would it be if there was a magic that could transfer the pain in the children's body to her.

She is a mother.

She should bear all the pain.

Her children just need to be innocent and grow up safely.

The medicine enters the children's bodies bit by bit, and a seven-day treatment course.

After a course of treatment, Ye Linlang will pump the children's blood again to detect various data in the blood.

Adjust treatment plans according to changes in the data.

"sweetheart."

Ye Tianxin handed the treatment plan in her hand to Ye Tianxin.

"This is a seven-day treatment plan developed for children. I hope there will be good treatment results in these seven days."

"good."

Ye Tianxin glanced at the treatment plan, but she didn't take a closer look.

The attending doctor is her own mother, so why would she not trust her?

If she didn't even believe her own mother, who else could she trust?

Xiao Jin and Youyou cried even harder today than yesterday. The two little babies couldn't speak at all, and could only use crying to represent their own thoughts.

I do not feel well.

I feel very painful.

It hurts a lot.

Ye Tianxin hugged Xiao Jin, and Xiao Jin was so angry that she was so angry that she was crying.

In an instant, Ye Tianxin felt that it was her own obsession that caused the children to suffer such grievances.

"Xiao Jin, I'm sorry, it's my mother's fault, it's all my mother's fault."

It’s because my mother didn’t give you a healthy body.

It was my mother who caused you to suffer such pain at a young age.

It's all my mother's fault.

Xiao Jin was still crying, and Ye Tianxin patted Xiao Jin's back with her hands, and she hummed a folk song from Jiameng in her mouth.

"Fat baby, ride on a horse to Shudu..."

This nursery rhyme has a cheerful poll and a beautiful voice.

Ye Linlang hugged Youyou with tears in his face and said, "Xiao Youyou, look, isn't it nice to sing mother? Our Xiao Youyou, today, I'm very well-behaved. I'll go out to play with my mother in a while, okay?"

Xiao Youyou didn’t know whether she was attracted by Ye Tianxin’s nursery rhymes or by Ye Linlang’s words.

He stopped crying.

A pair of small black eyes stared at Ye Linlang's mouth in a daze.

"Oh, our little Youyou, is so cute. From now on, grandma will buy you many beautiful little skirts. You wear one a day, and we will be our little princess every day."

Ye Linlang thought so when he had Ye Tianxin.

After giving birth to a daughter, you must dress up your daughter as a little princess from now on.

Wear different small skirts every day.

Unfortunately, she left.

Let your daughter be your orphan who has been without a father or mother for more than ten years.

"Xiao Jin, after hearing what my grandmother said, do you think you don't have a small skirt? You are a boy, and boys don't wear small skirts?"

After a while, Wu Tong also came.

Ye Linlang was a little surprised when he saw Wu Tong coming, "Wu Tong, are you not going to work today?"

"What kind of work?" Wu Tong washed his hands with disinfectant and said cheerfully, "My son has become the president. I, my mother, can't enjoy the happiness of my life?"

"Come on, Xiao Jin hug me for a while."
Chapter completed!