The noodles with bone soup were very hot. Chu Xia took a bite and blew on it, just as she was about to eat it. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that Cen Huaian had already grabbed a large chopstick and stuffed it into his mouth without stopping, as if someone had snatched it away.

In an instant, Cen Huaian's face twisted.

Chu Xia was so scared that she quickly put down her chopsticks and raised her hand to pinch his mouth: "You kid! Spit it out quickly, do you want to burn yourself to death?"

But Cen Huaian dodged Chu Xia's hand and swallowed the noodles in his mouth without spitting out at all.

Chu Xia looked at him like this, and her heart didn't know what to feel, sour and painful.

She stood up and quickly brought back a bowl of cold water and placed it in front of Cen Huaian: "Rinse your mouth with cold water before eating."

She knew it was impossible to ask him to give up eating.

Chu Xia could feel Cen Huaian's resistance to her, but he also knew it hurt, so after hesitating for a while, he picked up the bowl and rinsed his mouth with cold water.

He didn't say a word to Chu Xia during this period.

It was a small bowl of noodles, but there were a lot of noodles in it.

But Cen Huaian protected the bowl and finished eating, his eyes still looking at other people's noodles with desire.

Before he could react, Chu Xia quickly touched his stomach, and it was already bulging, indicating that he was full.

But this child was obviously afraid of being hungry, and wanted to eat enough as long as he could have a meal, regardless of whether it would upset his stomach.

The noodles in bone soup were really delicious. It was a soup made from pure lamb bones, fresh and fragrant. She almost couldn't help wanting another bowl, so it was no wonder that Cen Huaian wanted to eat more.

"I'll bring you here next time."

Chu Xia stretched out her hand to pat his head, but was dodged by Cen Huaian.

She didn't care.

However, when they walked out of the state-owned hotel, seeing that Cen Huaian wanted to run, Chu Xia grabbed his arm regardless of his resistance.

"Where are you going?"

"None of your business!"

Chu Xia finally heard Cen Huaian's voice, which was childish but a little hoarse, like the voice of a child with a cold.

His tone was vicious and his eyes were impatient. It seemed that he really had no feelings for Chu Xia, his mother.

However, Chu Xia saw that he gritted his teeth and wanted to bite, but in the end he didn't open his mouth to bite.

It was called resistance, but he just struggled with his arms and didn't hit with his body.

Chu Xia couldn't tell what she felt in her heart, but she just felt that her eyes were a little hot.

She blinked, smiled, pinched his face and said, "I'm your mother, if I don't take care of you, who will?"

Cen Huaian stared at her with wide eyes, as if she had done something unforgivable.

But when she pulled him away again, he stopped resisting and stopped saying a word.

The pillar industry of Liangzhou City is the textile factory. There are a total of six large textile factories in the whole city, and several factories are in one area. This place was not the city center before.

But now with the development of the factories here, and not too far from the city center, this place has developed very prosperous.

Chuxia took Cen Huaian to take the bus to Liangzhou City Hospital. She had a monthly ticket issued by the factory, but she didn't use the money.

Cen Huaian had never taken a bus. Only

then did he have the curiosity of a child. He followed Chu Xia, and after getting on the bus, he quietly looked up and looked inside the bus.

In his heart, he was still thinking: the children in the yard are so childish, and there is nothing special about this bus.

However, when Chu Xia pulled him to sit down, his whole body was tense. When the car started to shake, his eyes suddenly widened, and his skinny little hands tightly grasped the backrest in front of him.

Chu Xia looked at his appearance, and suddenly reached out to turn his head towards the window: "Look at the scenery outside, is it different from when you walk?"

Cen Huaian didn't say anything, but he didn't turn his head back, just leaned on the window and looked outside.

Liangzhou City Hospital was not far away, and the bus stopped at the door of the hospital two stops later.

When Chu Xia took Cen Huaian down, she noticed that there was a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.

"We have to take a ride on the way back."

The hospital was also very simple, a long four-story building with gray-white walls.

Entering from the main door in the middle, the upper part of the wall inside was white, and the lower part was painted green.

There were patients and doctors and nurses rushing in the corridor.

It was Cen Huaian's first time in the hospital. He didn't know what his mother wanted to do? But smelling the strange smell in the hospital, he wanted to run away again. Chuxia was

also the first time to come to the hospital in 1981. She asked the nurse where the Chinese medicine department was, and then she registered and took Cen Huaian there.

In fact, she had just taken Cen Huaian's and her own pulse on the bus.

Although she studied Western medicine all her life, she was in cardiothoracic surgery, and she was busy in the hospital all day.

But she was born into an orthodox Chinese medicine family, and she learned to read by using Tangtouge.

Since she was a child, her grandfather forced her to memorize medicinal prescriptions and follow the preparation of medicinal materials. She was tired of it, so she rebelliously applied for Western medicine in the college entrance examination, which her grandfather criticized all the time.

But her grandfather just sighed at the time, told her not to forget Chinese medicine, and to study hard after applying for the major, and didn't say much.

Thinking about it now, I was really ignorant at that time and didn't understand my grandfather's heart.

But fortunately, my grandfather had passed away when she came here, otherwise my grandfather would be so sad to see his son die.

As for her parents, they divorced when she was a child, and later threw her to my grandfather and never took care of her again.

So she was very professional in taking the pulse. The main reason for her and Cen Huaian's poor health was malnutrition.

Her health was worse. She didn't take good care of herself during the confinement period and had some minor ailments. The original owner didn't care. In addition, she worked hard and often didn't eat enough. If she didn't take good care of herself, her body would soon collapse.

Although she took the pulse, she still planned to take Cen Huaian to the hospital for a check-up.

In this way, she would buy herbs for herself and Cen Huaian to regulate their bodies after returning, and Cen Huaian and other people in the family compound would not suspect anything.

After all, the original owner had never been exposed to medical knowledge.

Cen Huaian was a genius in the book. He could remember things at the age of five, and he remembered them very clearly.

The Chinese medicine doctor who was treating the patient was an old man. Chuxia felt very friendly when she saw him because his temperament was very similar to her grandfather.

She looked down at his name tag: Li Guanzhong.

Chuxia laughed. Guanzhong: the name of a Chinese herbal medicine.

She pulled Cen Huaian to sit down, put Cen Huaian's hand on the pillow, and said to Li Guanzhong: "Doctor, can you help me see what disease he has? How can I make him healthy?"

Upon hearing this, Cen Huaian immediately looked up at Chuxia, his eyes were very complicated, with surprise, and an expression of wanting to believe but not daring to believe.

Li Guanzhong glanced at her: "He can be seen to be severely malnourished, this little body is hungry. Now you know to worry about the child's health, what were you doing before? You young people are irresponsible as parents."

Chuxia did not refute when she was scolded, but just nodded and responded with "hmm".

While feeling the pulse, Li Guanzhong's brows furrowed even more tightly, and his eyes looking at Chuxia became more and more serious.

"Who are you to him?"

Chuxia was very obedient, and said as if she was facing her own grandfather: "I am his mother."

"If you are really his mother, how could you starve him like this? Do you know what his physical condition is like now? Severe malnutrition! None of his internal organs develop healthily! If you don't take good care of it, you will have serious diseases in the future, and even your life will be in jeopardy!"

Li Guanzhong said angrily, staring at her, very angry that she, as a mother, raised the child like this.