From Sidekick to Bigshot

Jian Yunnao's life has not been easy these days, and some things have almost destroyed all his beliefs.

　　 He followed his elder brother like a walking dead, he couldn't feel the meaning of being alive.

　　 If it hadn't been for knowing that his hands might be healed, he might not even have the courage to live.

　　 And now, another good news has come, and his operation has been confirmed.

　　 Jian Yunnao smiled.

　　 smiled and cried again.

　　 Jian's father, Jian's mother and Jian Yuncheng looked at him, while their expressions were solemn, but there was a trace of peace of mind.

　　 After a while, Jian Yunnao's mood calmed down, Jian Shuming said to Jian Yuncheng:

　　 "This time, things must be done well. If the operation is really successful, we really have to thank the top surgeon."

　　 "I know." No extra reminder from Jian Shuming, Jian Yuncheng also knows what to do.

　　 After everything is done, the top surgeon will definitely be paid.

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　　 Early the next morning, Jian Yiling did not get up on time as usual.

　　 The old lady Jian went to Jian Yiling's room and knocked on the door and no one answered.

　　 "Little boy, have you overslept?"

　　 "Little boy, grandma is a little worried, grandma has come in."

　　 Seeing that no one answered, the old lady Jian opened the door.

　　 In a pink room, a princess bed, a group of small bodies curled up on the bed, and the quilt swelled up.

　　The old lady hurriedly stepped forward, lifted some quilts, and touched Jian Yiling's forehead, shocked.

　　 "Why is it so hot?"

　　The old lady hurriedly shouted: "Yu Min! Old man! Yu Min! Come here!"

　　 Jian Yumin was in the next room. He was sleeping late at this time. He heard the old lady's anxious shouts. He was wearing a dark gray pajamas and ran over before he had time to wear shoes.

　　 "Yumin, Xiaoguai has a fever! People are all burnt!"

　　 Have a fever?

　　 Jian Yumin hurried forward and took Jian Yiling out of the quilt.

　　 hurriedly grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around Jian Yiling.

　　 "Let the driver go and drive."

　　 Jian Yumin walked downstairs holding Jian Yiling, while giving orders.

"Well……"

　　 Feeling someone holding herself, Jian Yiling started to resist while she was half asleep and struggling restlessly.

　　 "Hey, it's elder brother, elder brother, you have a fever, elder brother takes you to the hospital, don't be afraid, elder brother will not bully you."

　　 Jian Yumin thought she had a bad impression of being here at Jian Yiling, so she started to struggle when he held her.

　　 Jian Yumin comforted Jian Yiling, while holding Jian Yiling into the car.

　　 The old lady hurriedly followed, and she hurried to let the driver go to the hospital before he could follow her.

　　 The old lady on the road told the driver to drive, but it was not a problem how many tickets were.

　　 Jian Yumin looked at Jian Yiling, who was still not at peace in his arms, and did not know why his brows were frowned together, with a solemn expression.

　　 My sister's weight is a little lighter than he thought. She hugged her small body in her arms, as if he would hurt her with a hard effort.

　　 This is the first time she did not cry when he hugged her, but in this case, it is better to cry.

　　 When I arrived at the hospital, I saw the doctor. I had a common cold and fever, my body temperature was three to nine and a half degrees, and gastroenteritis occurred.

　　 The doctor quickly prescribed Jian Yiling the medicine and put a drip.

　　 After a while, Jian Yiling's frowning brows gradually loosened, but a small slap-sized face was still pale and bloodless.