Ye Linchuan took out the small table and put it on the bed, neatly arranged the pen and paper, and made a gesture of invitation.

Ye Ya was extremely uncomfortable. Behind her little hand, she murmured, "Ming... Will you be able to write tomorrow?"

"Not good." The two words were cold and strong.

"But, but I can't write some words..." Her voice was small, embarrassment and reluctance mixed in her eyes.

Ye Linchuan smiled, took out a crumpled note from his pocket, Ye Ya recognized at a glance that it was the one he had torn from the album, his heart tightened, and his expression immediately became guilty.

Ye Linchuan coughed softly and gave her a slow, word-by-word concept: "Dear brother, I'm going out. Don't worry, Ya Ya is a hundred years old, you can..." He paused, "Z, H, A, O, G, U…”

Facing the note, Ye Linchuan read out the crooked words one by one.

After reading, he raised his eyebrows: "Forget that you haven't received English training, then I'll change to one that you understand." He continued reading in Chinese pinyin, "Zi, drink, ah, oh, brother, Wu."

Ye Linchuan was very patient, and he bit the six pinyin letters clearly and standardly.

He read a sentence, Ye Ya's head was the first point, and finally he didn't dare to look up at people.

"Be kind to yourself."

end.

Ye Linchuan looked down at her, "It's well written, and the signature is very personal."

Refers to the bottom four-leaf clover leaf.

"Want me to carry you up to write?"

Ye Ya pursed her lips, kicked off her small shoes and sat on the bed, looked at the pencil, and Nuonuo said, "The pencil is too long, and Ya Ya can't catch it."

Ah.

Ye Linchuan sneered in his heart, holding the pencil with one hand, only a click, the pencil that had just been completed was instantly divided into two. Ye Ya sucked in a breath of cold air, her eyes widened.

"Need to cut?"

Seeing that she could not escape, Ye Ya resigned herself to holding the pen and dropped a small dot on the snow-white paper.

She raised her head and had a strong thirst for knowledge: "How do you write the words review?"

Ye Linchuan picked up another pen and wrote the review on the draft, so that the little girl could not understand it, and deliberately did not connect the pen.

Ye Ya understood, and wrote three words of review in his notebook according to the pattern.

Her eyes rolled, and her brain began to turn. As a result, before her lips were fully opened, Ye Linchuan ruthlessly exposed the little trick in her heart:

"Write well, don't think about those crooked ideas."

huh.

Ye Ya drooped her head and wrote the review letter stroke by stroke. She had no energy, her straight spine slowly fell with her lost mood, and her small body was twisted like a ball of cotton.

Ye Linchuan frowned, put his palm on the little girl's forehead, forcibly raised the little head, and taught in dissatisfaction, "Sit down, do you want to get your eyes in?"

Ye Ya was reluctant to sit down.

Ye Linchuan lowered his eyebrows and saw a few more lines on the paper——

[I shouldn't run around today, making my brother and shenshen anxious...]

Hmm, well written.

"continue."

It was late, the moon was hanging high, the lights outside the window went out one by one, and the hour hand on the bedside table was about to point to eleven.

She looked at her little finger that was red from holding the pen, and at Ye Linchuan, who was ruthlessly acting as a supervisor, and pouted, "I'm sleepy~"

"Sleepy?" Ye Linchuan smiled.

"Yeah." Ye Ya nodded heavily.

"Then write quickly, and you can sleep when you're done."

Ye Ya leaned against the back wall, and kicked his legs with a pair of small feet, "The TV says that the baby's sleep time should not exceed 11 o'clock, which is not good for brain development."

Ye Linchuan did not change his face: "The TV also said that the age of the baby should not exceed 100 years old, which is not good for the carrying capacity of the earth's population."

"..."

Ye Linchuan urged: "Grandma, write quickly."

"Ugh..." Ye Ya was really sad, lying on the table and crying helplessly.

Ye Linchuan sat on the edge of the bed with his long legs crossed, watching her cry silently.

This little brat is very shrewd. He uses his intelligence to do evil. If he doesn't suffer today, he will suffer later.

Ye Ya cried for a long time, but no one coaxed her, she finally gave up, choked up and sat up, picked up the pencil, and wrote the review book while whimpering. She realized that the set of Mengbang's passing was useless on Ye Linchuan's side, so she might as well finish writing it.

Time passed slowly, and the tip of the pen fell and rubbed on the paper. She felt an itch on her back, and Ye Ya stretched her hand to the back and scratched hard.

"Adi, I'm itchy..." Ye Ya's eyes were watery.

Ye Linchuan looked at her lightly: "Don't make excuses, it's useless."

Ye Ya pursed her lips.

She didn't make any excuses, it was really itchy.

Ye Ya scratched her back and belly, resisted the itch and finished writing the review paper, and handed it to Ye Linchuan: "It's done."

"Read it again." Ye Linchuan's eyes were half-closed, and there was obvious tiredness between his brows.

Ye Ya glanced at him cautiously, and repeated the content on the paper in a small milk voice: "I promise not to run around, not to walk around, I deeply know the mistake, I know this is wrong..."

After Ye Ya read the guarantee, she licked her dry lips, anxiously waiting for the order of the king of the family who had just usurped the throne.

Ye Linchuan took the review book, shook it off and scanned it carelessly, with a very satisfied expression.

"Go to sleep." Ye Linchuan moved away from the table and spread out the bed, got up and left the room.

Ye Ya breathed a sigh of relief, her little hands clumsily took off her skirt, and she was stunned when she grabbed the pajamas and was about to put them on.

Little red rashes appeared on the snow-white skin at some point, not many, but itchy.

Ye Ya wanted to scratch but didn't dare to scratch. She sat on the bed for a long time and didn't recover.

The disobedient child in the storybook will be cursed by the witch. Not only will the nose grow longer, but the person will also become ugly. She... She is disobedient, and she runs around if she is disobedient, which must make the witch unhappy.

But……

But the witch is a foreigner, why do you want to curse a Chinese herb all the way?

Ye Ya couldn't figure it out, so she simply didn't want to.

Closing his eyes, he deeply reflected on his mistake again, curled up in the quilt and closed his eyes.

Ye Ya couldn't sleep soundly, like countless ants crawling on her body, which made it very itchy. Her brows were tightly wrinkled, and she turned from left to right, right to left. The itch finally overcame the sleepiness and made her groggy. Get up from the bed.

The rash on his torso expanded into blisters, his forehead was hot, and Ye Ya stared blankly around the empty, dark room, his eyes fixed behind the curtains.

Will the witch be behind?

She is afraid.

Very afraid very afraid.

Ye Ya was terrified, got out of bed barefoot and ran into Ye Linchuan's room, the little back panicked, as if a ghost was chasing him.

"Adi..." Ye Ya stood by the bed and pushed him.

"Yes, a witch catches... catch me."

Ye Ya was afraid and stammered.

Ye Linchuan was originally a light sleeper, and woke up when Ye Ya pushed for the first time. He closed his eyes and groped to turn on the light, the sudden light made Ye Linchuan frown, and then his eyes narrowed into slits.

As far as the eye can see, the little girl has fluffy hair and tears, and herpes the size of a grain of rice can be seen on the open skin of her pajamas.

Ye Linchuan was awake instantly, and a jingling jumped up from the bed, pulling Ye Ya to lift her clothes off.

The herpes spread on the front and back, and the skin was hot, apparently with a fever.

"What's wrong with you?!" Ye Linchuan's eyes widened slightly, looking around at her physical condition.

Fear exploded in my heart, Ye Ya's tears were worthless, and she couldn't stop choking:

"I'm itchy... woo... my head hurts, I want mom... I want mom..."

"mother……"

She didn't dare to cry too loudly because she was afraid of disturbing her brother, but she was very sad, and the tears could not be controlled.

The itching is very heavy, and the leaf buds unconsciously want to scratch.

Ye Linchuan hurriedly grabbed it: "Don't scratch."

Ye Ya is still crying.

Her cries 360 degrees around his ears, making his mind confused and his mind blank.

Ye Linchuan was at a loss.

He has never faced such a situation. There used to be a doctor at home, and the children had a fever and brain fever doctor who would deal with it in advance. They were professional, but he was not.

Ye Ya's crying gradually became weaker, her breathing was much faster than before, she was confused and kept calling her mother.

Ye Linchuan didn't bother to think, got up and changed clothes in a hurry, grabbed a coat and wrapped Ye Ya, picked her up and walked out.

"uncle?"

Shen Zhou had been awakened and stood in front of the door watching them.

Ye Linchuan was busy changing shoes, and said without raising his head, "Ye Ya has a rash on her body. I'm taking her to the hospital now, and you can help look after the house."

After saying that, he picked up the key and hurried downstairs.

This situation made Ye Linchuan feel uneasy about leaving her behind, so he committed himself and put the child in the passenger seat.

Ye Ya became very quiet after getting in the car, sleeping on the side with her head tilted. Every time she wanted to scratch her head, she would be stopped by Ye Linchuan.

She is a clone.

He didn't dare to go to the nearest pediatric emergency department. To be cautious, Ye Linchuan could only make a detour to the private hospital he frequented.

The car sped along the deserted road at midnight.

Ye Ya looked to the side with her eyes half-open. The profile of her face under the dark lantern was very similar to that of her father, and her expression of nervousness and worry was more like that of her father. At this moment, she felt a little warmth from father's love, and she was not so scared anymore.

Unconsciously, Ye Ya shed two more tears.

Ye Linchuan glanced out of the corner of the eye, wiped away the tears on the little girl's face with a big hand, and checked the temperature by the way, his tone was not as cold as before, "Honey, go to the hospital immediately, it will be better in a while."

"...will you give Yaya a needle?" Ye Ya said weakly, frightened and scared.

"Don't give Ya Ya a needle."

Commitment, Leaf Bud relaxes.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of the hospital.

Ye Linchuan picked up Ye Ya and rushed in.

The emergency department is still working, and Ye Linchuan has deposited a huge amount of treatment fees here. Even if he is not the president of Ye's now, he can still receive exclusive services as before.

The hospital quickly arranged a doctor for Ye Ya, and the examination did not take long. Ye Linchuan sat in a chair anxiously waiting for the results.

"Your daughter has chickenpox. Hasn't she been vaccinated against chickenpox before?"

The doctor's words made Ye Linchuan dumbfounded and began to think about whether clones also need vaccines. He looked down at the little girl who was sleeping in his arms, pursed his thin lips lightly, and made a low hum.

"The initial symptoms are not serious, and follow-up care should be taken to maintain it. Generally, it will be cured after it has been issued."

"Don't you need to be hospitalized?"

"No need, I'll prescribe some medicine for you to go back and feed it, and watch it at night, don't let the child scratch it, and be careful not to let other children touch it to avoid contact infection."

"The blisters usually scab after 2-3 days. During this time, you should ask for a leave from the school first. You should also ventilate your home well, and pay attention to light meals."

The doctor patiently talked about the precautions, and Ye Linchuan listened very carefully. Finally, he took the medicine and the order, and left the hospital again with Ye Ya in his arms.