Yun Qiao pursed her lips and said, "It's certainly not easy to be someone's stepmother, but as long as you have a clear conscience, you don't have to care too much about what others think."
Han Rou's eyes flickered slightly, and her smile was a little forced: "You, you are right, but I haven't seen it that way yet. I always can't help but care about what others think."
Gao Qian handed Yun Qiao's prescription to An Xiaomei and turned to say, "Doctor Qin is right, Comrade Han, sometimes you really shouldn't care too much about what others think. Qingqing is still young and doesn't understand. You should reason with her and discipline her when necessary. Don't be afraid of other people's judgment. You should know that if you don't prune a young tree, its trunk won't grow straight. As long as you treat Qingqing well and raise her to be a child with both good character and good academic performance, when she grows up, everyone will see how well you've raised her and naturally appreciate your efforts."
Han Rou moved her lips, revealing a smile uglier than tears. "Sister Gao, hearing you say that, I feel even more pressured. I'm really afraid I won't be able to do it and meet your expectations of me."
"Look at you, you're overthinking it again." Gao Qian was also a little helpless: "I don't mean to put pressure on you. In fact, I think you're doing pretty good now. I see how you treat Qingqing."
"Sister Xiao Gao, hearing what you said, my efforts over the past six months have been in vain." Han Rou raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely be twice as kind to Qingqing in the future."
As they were talking, An Xiaomei had already prepared the medicine and walked out of the pharmacy with the injection tray. "Sister Xiao Gao, the injection is ready."
"Give it to me, I'll call her."
Gao Qian took the injection tray from An Xiaomei and walked over.
When Xiong Qingqing saw the needle, she cried even harder, buried her head in Han Rou's arms, and kept crying and shouting that she wanted to leave.
Han Rou hugged her lovingly and comforted her softly.
Seeing that she couldn't hold Xiong Qingqing down any longer, Gao Qian just winked at An Xiaomei and said, "Xiaomei, please help me."
An Xiaomei came over, held down Xiong Qingqing's legs, and stuffed them between Han Rou's legs, asking her to clamp them together: "Hold them tight, don't let her move, or the pillow will break your butt and it will be over."
Han Rou nodded repeatedly.
An Xiaomei grabbed Xiong Qingqing's hands again, pressed her waist, and signaled Han Rou to pull her pants down a little.
Seeing this, Gao Qian quickly walked forward, picked up a cotton ball, disinfected her little butt, and gave her an injection.
"It's done, it'll be done soon." Gao Qian pressed the syringe down while comforting softly.
Xiong Qingqing's little face turned red from crying, and tears and snot were running down.
After removing the needle, Gao Qian asked Han Rou to press on her and release it when the bleeding stopped.
Han Rou said, "Nurse An, please press it for me."
An Xiaomei nodded: "Okay."
An Xiaomei reached out and held the cotton ball. Han Rou took out a piece of fruit candy from her pocket, peeled off the plastic wrapper of the candy, and stuffed the candy into Xiong Qingqing's mouth.
After eating the sweet candies, Xiong Qingqing gradually stopped crying.
At this time, the needle hole stopped bleeding. An Xiaomei released the cotton ball and pulled up her pants.
Han Rou gently wiped the tears from Xiong Qingqing's face and asked softly, "Qingqing, does it still hurt?"
Xiong Qingqing held the candy in her mouth, her cheeks puffed out. She shook her head and said in a tearful voice, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Seeing this, Yun Qiao spoke up and reminded her, "Comrade Han, when you return, give your child plenty of water and a lighter diet. Don't give her any more sugar, and don't give her any sweet cakes or drinks. Her throat is already badly swollen, and eating sweet things will easily irritate the inflamed area, worsening the symptoms of the infection. She'll also produce phlegm, and her cough will be even worse."
"Damn it, I get it. I'll stop giving her candy when I get back." Han Rou nodded repeatedly, then added, "But let her finish the one in her mouth. It took a lot of effort to coax her to stop crying. If you ask her to spit it out now, she'll definitely cry again."
Yun Qiao said calmly, "Whatever you want."
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