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Chapter 1311

He was wrong. Song Wanting was wrong. This was all made by adults. The child was so small. Why should he let him bring his disability in his life?

Lin Ling looked at Ye Qianmo's tightening eyebrows and was trying to raise his toes to help him smooth it. However, she knew that she couldn't do that.

"Mr. Ye, don't think so much first, maybe you're wrong. You know, there will be misdiagnosis in the hospital. Some doctors like to exaggerate the problem, and then treat it too much." She persuaded

The persuasion is very weak.

After all, Ye Qianmo is a person who has experienced major events. From an early age, he heard that his mother always told him that being a person must always have a sense of crisis, and always have the best hope and make the worst plan.

Although the results of the consultation have not yet come out, he can almost determine that he will not misdiagnose.

At this time, it was not uncomfortable, and it was not uncomfortable. Modern social medical conditions were so good, that is, the child really had congenital heart disease. He believed that his financial resources and social status would not let the child have something to do.

He wants to calm down and handle the next thing.

"You stare at there, and you will call me as soon as you come out. You can know this. Don't tell anyone else. Remember, it is anyone!" Ye Qianmo told a whisper, Lin Ling nodded solemnly

Then, then

"Rest assured, Mr. Ye, I will keep my mouth like a bottle."

Ye Qianmo's instructions have a few aspects. First, he can't let his parents know. How do they say that their children are also their grandson. They are all old. They know that grandson has a heart disease and is afraid it is difficult to accept.

Secondly, he didn't want Xia Youxin to know that she was so soft and thought about everything. Knowing that he was ariring about this children with disabled, she couldn't help it.

Third, he didn't want Song Wanting to know that she had tried her best to want her child to be good. He could see her efforts. She was making confinement, melancholy, and her body would be affected for a lifetime.

"You arranged Yueyue to feed the children water and breastfeed, are you all ready?" Ye Qianmo asked again.

"It's all ready, Mr. Ye."

"Song Wanting is inside, want to see the child, take it in and let her see it." Ye Qianmo explained that Lin Ling took Yueyue into the door.

"I still have something, Miss Li, you take care of your children." After Lin Ling entered the door, she said to Yueyue, and she left again, went to the pediatrics and waited for the results.

Yue Yue smiled at Song Wanting, and yelled respectfully: "Madam, the child has taken you. If you are physical strength now, it is best to let him suck milk, the sooner the milk sucks, the more the milk will be."

Song Wanting heard that she would have a breastfeeding figure for her child. She glanced at Ye Qianmo, and said embarrassedly: "I'm a little tired, it's not okay now, or try it later."

Ye Qianmo's heart is still heavy. He didn't pay much attention to Song Wanting's expression, but just explained the Yueyue: "Forget it, you can soak milk powder for your child."

"Well, or now, the formula milk powder is not much worse than the breast milk. I go to soak it." Li Yuezheng finished speaking, and the other Yueyue came forward to pick up the child.

It may be because the child cried again because of changing the individual, not the same as other children. He cried a little bit, and he cried after a while.

"What's the matter with you! Don't you make milk powder? Why do you change people! Look at my son crying! Stupid!" Song Wanting suddenly came to the spirit and rebuked loudly.

Lin Ling's salary for the two-month-old nanny was very high, several times higher than that of the ordinary nanny. Due to such a high salary, the nanny-in-law also tolerated Song Wanting's bad temper. Li Yuesao apologized in a panic and hurriedly

He put down the milk powder and picked up the baby.

After the child was brought over by Li Yuesao, she still cried. Ye Qianmo always paid attention to the child's little face.
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