Chapter 1868 Mommy will take you back to your bedroom

Hmm?

Ye Wudao frowned.

What on earth did this little girl go through that made her think that a stranger approaching her was going to hit her.

Song Qianqian heard the noise and ran out in a hurry.

With just one glance, she almost understood the situation.

She smiled at Ye Wu with an apologetic look: "Sorry, sorry, my daughter is afraid of strangers."

"Shanshan, don't cry, Shanshan, don't cry, mom will take you back to the bedroom and wait, okay?"

Okay!

Shanshan nodded quickly.

Song Qianqian picked up Shanshan and walked into the bedroom.

At this time, Ye Wudao clearly found that Shanshan's legs were abnormally thin compared to ordinary people, as if they were skin and bones.

He could basically conclude that Shanshan had a leg disease.

Song Qianqian sent Shanshan into the bedroom, and Shanshan's crying gradually stopped.

After Song Qianqian came out, she smiled at Ye Wu with an apologetic look: "Sorry, sir, I disturbed you." WeNXuEmi.Cc

"Please sit for a moment, the noodles will be ready soon."

Ye Wudao suddenly said: "Shanshan has a leg disease?"

Song Qianqian nodded: "Yes, you can see it."

Ye Wudao: "Why don't you treat her."

Song Qianqian smiled bitterly: "I have treated her. I used all my savings to treat her legs, but... there is no effect."

"The doctor said that Shanshan's legs are basically hopeless to recover."

Ye Wudao pondered for a moment and said: "I can try it."

Song Qianqian was a little surprised: "Have you studied medicine?"

Ye Wudao nodded: "Yes."

Song Qianqian said: "Hey, when you have time, I will let you check Shanshan's legs. She is still a little shy now."

"To be honest, more than one doctor told me that There is no medical skill in the world that can cure my daughter except Tianluo Thirteen Needles. "

Ye Wudao: "What a coincidence, I just know Tianluo Thirteen Needles."

Song Qianqian smiled even more bitterly: "Mr. Ye, you are joking."

"As everyone knows, only Long Shuai can perform Tianluo Thirteen Needles in the world. You said you can perform Tianluo Thirteen Needles, doesn't it mean that you are Lord Long Shuai?"

Ye Wudao nodded seriously: "That's right."

Song Qianqian's face changed in an instant: "Mr. Ye, don't say anything nonsense."

"If this gets to Long Shuai's ears, your life and mine will be in danger."

Ye Wudao: "I'm serious..."

Song Qianqian looked unhappy: "Mr. Ye, I don't want others to joke about my daughter's illness..."

"Forget it, you sit for a while, the noodles will be ready soon."

I...

Ye Wudao didn't know how to defend himself for a while.

Song Qianqian went into the kitchen and continued to work.

Not long after, two bowls of steaming noodles were brought out.

Song Qianqian brought a bowl to Ye Wudao, and another to Shanshan, and then continued to work in the kitchen.

Although it was just a simple scallion fried noodle,

the scallion fragrance and the round and smooth fried eggs stimulated people's taste buds.

Ye Wudao was really hungry, and he ate voraciously.

While he was eating, the bedroom door was gently pushed open.

Little Shanshan sat in a stroller and moved out little by little.

There is no doubt that little Shanshan could not afford a wheelchair and could only use a stroller.

"Uncle..." Little Shanshan's eyes dodged, and she was about to say something but stopped.

Ye Wudao asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Little Shanshan picked up the fried egg in the bowl with difficulty and said, "Uncle, Xiao Shanshan will give you the egg to eat. Can you stop hitting mom later?"

Hmm?

Ye Wudao felt very sad.

I really don't know how this mother and daughter survived before.

Ye Wudao put down his bowl and chopsticks and walked towards little Shanshan.

Little Shanshan suddenly became alert and full of fear.

Ye Wudao said gently: "Little girl, don't be afraid. Uncle is a soldier, not a bad guy."

Really?

Hearing the word "soldier", Xiao Shanshan's eyes suddenly brightened: "Uncle, are you really a soldier?"

"Then do you know my father and my grandfather?"