He looked at Jian Yi with his eyes closed on the sofa, then looked down at Jian Xiyan in front of him, as if he was a little silly, and asked tremblingly, "You, what's wrong with your father?"
Jian Xiyan glanced at him blankly, pursed his small mouth, and wrote patiently: yun.
Jian Chenglang stammered: "Who are you talking about, who is dizzy?"
Jian Xiyan gave him a blank look, as if he didn't expect that his brother's eyes were so bad that he didn't even see what he wrote just now.
He pointed to Jian Yi on the sofa and wrote: Dad.
This time, Jianxi Yan wrote a lot bigger.
Even a super nearsighted person can clearly see what he wrote.
He thought about it, and then wrote: Dad Yun.
After finishing writing, he drew the tablet into Jian Chenglang's eyes.
Jian Chenglang looked at these words that could not be mistaken, and finally healed, and his voice rose sharply: "You said your father is dizzy?!!!"
Jane Xiyan nodded.
Jian Chenglang: "..."
Jian Chenglang couldn't ask too much, and couldn't control so much. He hurried over to push his brother on the sofa several times, and found that Jian Yi was not awake. It really seemed to have passed out.
Jian Chenglang was dumbfounded.
The first thought that popped up in his brain was:
Isn't his brother sick and fainted suddenly?
wrong!
His brother has undergone regular physical examinations in recent years, and the last physical examination time was a week ago.
The report obtained is also very healthy and there is no problem.
Or is his brother actually stunned by the proverb?
Has Xiaoyan's combat effectiveness been so strong?
Until the end, his thoughts were--
It's amazing!
His brother would faint! ! !
Jian Chenglang's brain is confused, and all the messy thoughts are coming up.
Jane Xiyan stretched out his hands and pulled the hem of his clothes.
Show him the clipboard: Let’s drag Dad to sister Lili, I’m about to start writing.
Jian Chenglang: "..."
Little ancestor, your father is still alive and dead at the moment, you are still thinking about writing your composition!
You are really a good son of your father.
Jian Chenglang took out his mobile phone and was about to call 120 to save people, while anxiously asked Jian Xiyan: "How did your dad faint?"
Jian Xiyan saw that Jian Chenglang didn't seem to understand this, so he wouldn't help him drag his father.
So he pointed at the watermelon juice on the coffee table.
Also write: Nv Mu Fu Yue.
Jian Chenglang: "..."
Can you write something that humans see.
The photographer couldn't see it anymore, and was about to step forward to explain that it meant sleeping pills.
He had been holding back his laugh just now, just for fear of laughing out loud.
Not only him, but the audience in the live broadcast room also laughed.
Jian Chenglang noticed the existence of the photographer now. He was too worried about Jian Yi just now. Moreover, the photographer has been following the shooting for many years, not far away from them, and the location is well controlled.
Seeing this moment, Jian Chenglang glanced at him and said, "What the **** is going on?"
With that said, Jian Chenglang deleted the 120 typed from the phone.
Since the photographer is not in a hurry to call 120, it means that his brother should be fine.
Jian Chenglang calmed down a lot.
Then, the photographer squeezed a smile, cut out the video of Jian Xiyan just taken, uploaded it to his mobile phone, and handed it to him.
Jian Chenglang took it, and after reading it, there was a long silence.
In the video, Jian Xiyan skimmed the option of "hit his dad hard," and put his cold and ruthless gaze in the direction of "instantly making people fall asleep".
The fastest way is sleeping pills.
Although the Jianxiyan child does not know what medicine this is, he knows the word "medicine".
He used to take medicine before, and there are various and colorful medicines.
And his medicine was all given to him by an uncle.
So, Jian Xiyan went to a room on the first floor with his writing board and cell phone.
I went to the psychologist who had been giving him psychotherapy.
Seeing Jian Xiyan, the psychiatrist took the initiative to look for him, but he was in a good mood and greeted him familiarly.
Jian Xiyan stroked the words "sleeping pills" carefully on the tablet and asked the doctor if he had this.
There are doctors naturally, but in order to get in touch with Jian Xiyan, he didn't immediately give it to him, but said with a smile:
"Is it for your father?"
Jian Xiyan tilted his head and thought, this medicine is indeed for father to take, so that he faints.
So Jane Xiyan nodded.
After all, they were all so familiar, and the psychiatrist didn't doubt him, but he didn't give more and gave him one.
Afraid that Jian Xi's saying is too young to understand, the psychologist said straightforwardly: "Take this medicine and you can sleep for eight hours."
Jian Xiyan's eyes lit up instantly, nodded, as if thinking of something, and then wrote: What if Dad doesn't eat.
After all, the psychiatrist has stayed at Jian's house for a while, knowing that Jian Yi doesn't like taking medicine, and sometimes he has a cold and fever, so he goes directly to the hospital for drips.
Of course, if you have a father, you have a son, and Jian Xiyan also doesn't like taking medicine.
But the psychiatrist has found a way to feed him medicine, so he said:
"It's simple. Later you will give your dad a juice, put the medicine in the juicer and squeeze it together. When your dad drinks the juice, he will naturally eat the medicine."
Jian Xiyan instantly remembered that once he did not take medicine, the doctor would let him drink juice.
Jane Western saying: "..."
He never drinks juice anymore! !
When Jian Xiyan came out from the doctor, he knew from his memories that the doctor liked to give him watermelon juice the most.
Because watermelon is sweet, it can cover the bitter taste of medicine.
Then, Jian Xiyan went into the kitchen, threw the medicine into the juicer, and asked the aunt to cut a few pieces of watermelon.
Seeing that there was medicine in it, the aunt thought it was secretly put in by the psychologist as usual.
She concealed herself for fear of being seen by Jian Xiyan.
Even, in order to make the medicine fully blend with the watermelon juice, the aunt took the medicine out of the juicer with gloves while Jian Xiyan was not paying attention, found a tool to crush it into powder, and poured it into the juicer. Stir it in the machine, fearing that the watermelon juice will be bitter, and adding a lot of sugar as usual.
In this way, when Jian Xiyan got the watermelon juice brought out by her aunt's kind and kind face, let alone what was added from the outside, even if she drank it, she couldn't drink any bitterness of the medicine.
Jian Chenglang was already dumbfounded when he saw this. When he saw Jian Xiyan put watermelon juice on the coffee table, he wrote to Jian Yi: "Uncle gave it to you." His expression was completely petrified. .
It was Jian Chenglang who offered to faint his brother and drag him to the Lu family, and gave Jian Xiyan a glimmer of hope.
And now, "he" gave his brother a glass of watermelon juice, making his brother faint.
Jian Chenglang: "..."
It's over, he won't survive today!
【The composition must be written in the next chapter! 】