After ending the call with Cecilio, Han Zhan went back to his room to change his clothes.
There was no sun today and the air outside was chilly, so Han Zhan put on thermal underwear and a sweater, and also wrapped a down jacket outside to keep warm.
When he was young, Han Zhan never wore thermal underwear, even in the freezing cold of winter. He always wore a thin sweater and a windbreaker, and he could spend the whole winter in style.
But now, he knows that he should wear warm clothes when it is cold, without his grandmother’s reminder.
This is what it means to grow up and become sensible.
When Han Zhan came downstairs, he saw Song Ci holding Han Jun and coaxing her softly. Han Jun's face was slightly red, and he looked listless. His little hands hung limply on Song Ci's arms.
Han Zhan walked over and stood in front of Song Ci, staring at Xiaobao in her arms and asked, "What happened to Junjun?"
"My tonsils are inflamed and I have a fever. I just gave me medicine, but I refused to eat. I even vomited up the milk I had this morning." Song Ci's dress was covered in Han Jun's vomit.
"I'll give her medicine, you go change your clothes."
"good."
Song Ci took the elevator back to her room to change her clothes. When she came downstairs, she saw Han Zhan feeding Han Jun medicine.
Han Jun, who had previously been making a fuss and refusing to take medicine, became as obedient as a little rabbit in front of Han Zhan.
Han Jun sat on the baby dining table, sitting very well. Han Zhan held a 5 ml syringe in his hand and said to Han Jun rationally and indifferently: "Do you want to eat by yourself, or do you want Dad to feed you?"
There is no option to not eat it.
Han Jun thought carefully for a moment, then opened his mouth. Han Zhan put the syringe into Han Jun's mouth and slowly pushed the syringe in. Han Jun frowned and drank the unpalatable liquid medicine.
After Han Zhan had finished feeding all the medicine, Song Ci walked forward, looked at Han Jun with a smile, and said to Han Zhan: "Why does she listen to you so much?"
Han Zhan threw the syringe into the trash can, stood up, and said, "There's no need to make a big deal about giving them medicine. Just discuss it with them in the calmest possible tone. Children also know what's good and what's bad, so they'll behave naturally."
"If you don't believe me, try it again my way at noon."
Song Ci really plans to give it a try.
Because Han Jun had a cold and was worried that it would be transmitted to Han Miao, the two sisters started to move around separately from that day on and slept in separate rooms.
It was breakfast time when Valgen came slowly from his room to the dining room.
Valanciunas wore a hooded sweatshirt with a motorcycle leather jacket on the outside today, and his long legs were wrapped in a pair of black jeans. The mixed style did not look out of place on him.
Seeing Han Jun looking sick, Arang walked over and deliberately waved his lollipop in front of Han Jun, "Little Junjun, do you want to eat it?"
Han Jun opened his mouth happily and was about to touch the lollipop when he found that Arang had moved the candy away again.
Han Jun felt wronged and pouted as if she was about to cry.
Han Zhan threw a pair of chopsticks at Arang, and Arang suddenly turned around as if he had a pair of eyes on the back of his head, and quickly raised his hand to grab the long chopsticks that were flying towards him.
Seeing that his sneak attack had failed, Han Zhan threatened Arrang in a cold tone, "Don't bully Junjun."
Argen: "Oh, I feel bad."
Song Ci placed a glass of milk in front of Han Zhan and told Arang, "Junjun is sick and has a fever. Don't tease her."
After Song Ci spoke, Arang stopped arguing with Han Zhan.
He pulled out a chair and sat down, poured himself a glass of milk, tilted his head back and drank it in a few gulps, then picked up the knife and fork to eat the fried eggs.
Valan can use chopsticks, but he is not used to them. Whether eating Western or Chinese food, he prefers to use a knife and fork, or a spoon.
Han Zhan stared at Arang, who looked like a reincarnated evil spirit, and asked him, "What were you doing last night?" The housekeeper said that the light in Arang's room was not turned off all night.
Arjan said, "Playing games with others."
"Playing games?"
"Yeah." Agen was a little excited, as if he had discovered a new interest. He said, "Didn't your company develop the Banban holographic projection game? Now that more and more people are using Banban, holographic game competitions have also been spawned."
"Unlike traditional esports competitions, holographic gaming is more exciting. I played the game Devil's Island last night and found that the mental quality of gamers is generally low."
"I heard that the winner of the Alcatraz game will receive a prize of one million. I plan to participate."
Han Zhan asked him, "What's the one million you need?"
After sucking up the yolk from his soft-boiled egg, Jean said, "Who would complain about having too much money?"
Alcatraz has been rated as the most psychologically challenging game among all Banban holographic online games. The story of Alcatraz follows a group of civilized people whose plane crashes onto an unnamed island and where they engage in a battle with the indigenous inhabitants.
The game's graphic quality is so gory and realistic that it's received mixed reviews from users. Those who enjoy thrilling games consider it a treasure, while those who prefer aesthetically pleasing graphics and romantic fantasy games consider it a game for perverts.
And a little pervert like Valanciunas really likes Devil's Island.
In fact, the Banban game cabin was developed by Han Zhan's company, and one-third of the games in the Banban system were developed by Han Zhan's game companies.
Han Zhan really made enough money.
"Aren't you afraid of losing the game?" Han Zhan saw that Arang looked confident and couldn't help but pour cold water on him. "After all, this is just a game, not the real world. Maybe someone has a stronger mentality than you."
Valan didn't believe it. He had seen the most extreme darkness and evil. To Valan, Devil's Island was a reflection of his past life. He didn't believe anyone could be more powerful than him. For this match, Valan was determined to win the championship!
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