"Sir, according to Miss Beka's condition, we plan to help Miss Becca with infusion therapy, but it is not very convenient here, can we take Miss Becca to the medical room on the second floor?"
the doctor asked.
"Hmm."
He nodded, "You go first, I'll carry her down." ” "I'll see you later, sir."
The two doctors nodded and smiled at him, then got up and left Beka's bedroom.
Half of the maids followed the doctors, and the other half stood waiting for orders.
He reached out and touched his daughter's hot forehead again, hugged his daughter's small body with his other hand, frowned and picked her up, "Don't be afraid, Dad will take you to the doctor, and you will be fine tomorrow." ” Beka, whose head was chaotic, was lying soundly, unwilling to be picked up, and even more reluctant to know that she was going to the medical room on the second floor for injections.
"Becca, don't get an injection, don't don't, don't woo" His daughter's intense cry made his whole heart clench, his face was solemn, and his thick and powerful palm patted his daughter's little back, coaxing her in a dumb voice, "Good, Dad asked the doctor to be very light and light, and promised not to hurt you, um" "But the needle still hurts, it hurts when it pierces my flesh."
Becca stood up straight under his father's embrace, rolled up his pale face under the small bangs with tears, and lowered his head to pretend to be his own pair of small hands, "Becca just don't get injections, just don't." ” "How can you get better if you don't get an injection?"
"I want my dad to fight for me" "Dad doesn't know about injections, and it will hurt you even more if you help you get it."
"I want my dad to help me hang the needle, and then we lie to the doctor together that I hung the needle myself, and then the doctor uncle will go to the computer as before and enter the information that Becca has been treated, and then the computer will kill the virus, and Becca's illness will disappear."
Becca said.
He smiled helplessly.
This silly girl.
What's in the little head?
He put the strands of his daughter's hair hanging on her face back to the back of his head, and looked at his daughter's slightly curly hair and thought of her mother inexplicably.
This girl looks very much like her mother, even her hair, but she doesn't look like him as a father at all.
But like her mother, it's squeamish and beautiful.
If you want to be like him, you will be a bold woman.
He pursed his lips.
He watched his daughter be distracted for a few seconds, and then patiently explained to his daughter, "Silly girl, what kills the virus is the potion in the needle bottle, not the computer, and the doctor enters the data in the computer so that he can find out what disease you had last time and what medicine you prescribed last time when you have the next follow-up visit."
So you have to get the injection yourself, and your illness will be better, um" After Becca heard his father's words, her little face immediately darkened and crumpled.
But she still didn't want to get an injection, kicking her little feet and muttering, "But in addition to injections, there must be other ways to get rid of the virus, right, we should try more methods, and only get injections when there is no way." ” "Hmm."
He admired his daughter's active thinking, although the girl's intentions were very bad, but he still smiled and asked, "Then you say yourself, what other way can you get rid of your disease besides injections?"
"Well, scold it daddy."
"Scold whom" "Sick."
Becca stood a little tired, put her little hands around her father's neck, and leaned her little body on her father's chest before continuing, "Dad, you scold the virus very loudly, and then they will be scared and leave" oshow7 t1706231537: