“I just want to see him, otherwise how can I be a father?”No matter what kind of scenery is in front of outsiders, at present, he is just a father, and a child may die at any time.

His mood can understand, but she still does not let him in, "Little treasure can not be cured, I do not know, he is now in the period of illness, very easy to infect, you absolutely can not go in."

"Then..." the danger of smallpox, even if Tang Xuyao had never seen it, had heard that he was worried about his son and could worry about mulberry.

"I am a healer, and it is my task to heal and save people, well, come again tomorrow."Samanth was not in the mood with him.

Even if she closed the door and could not see it, she could still hear that Tang Xuyao's carriage had not left for a long time.

I’d like to be out there with Don.

At this time, Tang Xiaobao could not eat anything at all, but Sanghu had to eat, otherwise how would he have experienced taking care of him?

After feeding Tang Xiaobao some water, he put some itching ointment on his rash, "Little treasure, you must get better, think of those who love you, and I don't want to have a dead person under your hand, because you can't make wine anymore, if you die, then I can't even do it."

He thought he was so funny, he was sleepy and incomparable.

Within a day, herpes was all over Tang Xiaobao's whole body, and those clothes would also wear herpes, and Sanghu could only take off his clothes for him, leaving one thing, and regardless of any men and women, in the eyes of Sangting, he was clearly a little doll.

Only in ancient times, men and women were six years old and had different seats, but the eyes of doctors did not distinguish between men and women.

Tang Xiaobao slept all day and night, and Sanghu would wake him up once every once in a while, not expecting him to talk to himself, just let him wake up.

But the waking kung fu was not much, and in a blink of an eye he fell asleep again.

Sang was standing still with him, but there was some noise outside the door, but her door was always closed, and the man did not come in, and it sounded like the hard-hearted grandmother.

She was still angry, but if she was selfish, she opened the door to let her in, and spread the smallpox to the old thing, so that she could go to hell earlier.

But Sangli didn't want more innocent people to die, and she and this grandmother's account, she would naturally count, but not at the expense of someone else's life.

At night, Tang Xiaobao suddenly shouted hungry, Sangting thought he heard wrong, after two nights did not meet the eyes, she also thought that she had hallucinations, but carefully listened to it, is shouting hungry.

Sanghu was happy, "Wait, I'll go and give you the porridge heat."

However, when she came back with the lukewarm porridge, Tang Xiaobao fell asleep again, but with this time, Sangting has been putting the porridge in the pot, with warm heat, no matter when Tang Xiaobao woke up, he can eat.

But Tang Xiaobao's sleep, until dawn.

Hungry, Tang Xiaobao felt that he was about to starve to death, wanted to shout Sansang, but found Sangting sitting on the bedside asleep.

He knew that she was so tired in order to take care of herself that her daughter-in-law herself had to suffer, though he might not be able to protect her for the rest of her life.

Without waking up mulberry, he barefoot, so cool, he felt that he had been blown up in the hot pot for a long time, and now I just wanted to be cold and cold.

Smell the taste, he found some temperature of porridge, did not put into the bowl, in the small basin with a spoon bite to drink, drink finished shooting full of shiny rash belly, he remembered that he was bare ass.

“Ah!”Tang Xiaobao shouted loudly.

Just he lightly put the bed did not wake the mulberry, the voice was to wake up the mulberry, subconsciously looked at the bed, empty, the kitchen is a little moving.

Sang Yu hurried over to look at it and found that Tang Xiaobao, who was holding an important part, was staring at himself in anger.

“Little treasure?”

“Who asked you to take off my clothes?”Tang Xiaobao left his mouth, he was not seen by Sang Sang, finished, he really had no face to live.

Sang Li laughed, looked at the light of the porridge basin, thinking that his voice was so loud and powerful, afraid that God's eyes were open, and his little life was saved.

"Sanzan, I'm a man, you're a woman, you're responsible for me."Don Xiaobao shouted.

"Boy, I've been busy for two days, and I've finally taken your little life back, and you've been kind to the revenge."

Tang Xiaobao drank porridge, also had the strength, the fire gradually retreated, in addition to the body of the strange itching, but not so weak and uncomfortable, "How will I revenge it?"I'll be all over you anyway, and you'll have to be responsible for me, I don't care, I don't care."

If not, he began to be rude.

Sang took a step, went to his front, grabbed his little braid, "good, you will give me a good taste, hurry to get dressed to lie on the bed, with you to bring your father to come, and I warn you not to catch, no matter how itchy you can't catch, otherwise you will really become a *, I can't cure it."

As soon as Tang Xiaobao thought of his face, he swallowed his mouth, "You let go, it hurts, it hurts."

"It's just right, listen to me, I'm tired, I'm going to sleep for a while now."He was safe, and Sanghu could rest.

Tang Xiaobao was tucked in his hair and had to follow her, and he later realized that he did not seem to have to die.

“Sanson, can I not die?”

Sanghu had wanted to frighten and frighten him, but he was sick at first, and then he was a bad one, "Well, you don't have to die, but if you don't obey, you will become a face, ugly, and you can't marry a beautiful daughter-in-law."

Tang Xiaobao heard that he could live, happy hands and danced, "I don't want a beautiful daughter-in-law, I want you, and besides, no one is beautiful."

"Poverty," said Sang-Tian, pressing him to bed, and yawning himself, "your father will come later, and you will talk to him through the door, so that he may not worry, but you cannot get out of here for a while."

He didn't have to die, he could be with Sang Sang every day, and Tang Xiaobao didn't want to go home.

Sangli slept, he took his chin to look at her, and his heart was refreshed to heaven.

Tang Xuyao came when he could not wait for the hour, heard his son's voice talking to himself, excited tears, "Where is mulberry?"

"She's tired, she's sleeping, all right, Dad, don't worry, Sang Sang said I'm not going to die, I won't die, you go back, you can't see you now, so as not to infect you."

Don felt that he might have raised a white-eyed wolf.