The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 2340 critically ill

Chapter 360 critically ill

"Forget everything!"

Seeing Tang Wangfan gulping down the water and sinking, Ye Fan's expression changed and he pushed Tang Ruoxue.

It's just that Tang Ruoxue gritted her teeth and grabbed Ye Fan, which prevented Ye Fan's push from being completely successful.

Ye Fan was amazed by Tang Ruoxue's great strength, and he was so angry that he pressed his palm with five points of strength.

With a bang, this time, Tang Ruoxue was shaken away with a muffled grunt.

"roll!"

Ye Fan shouted angrily: "Wang Fan has something to do, I will never let you go."

He rushed past Tang Ruoxue like a whirlwind, reaching out his hand very quickly to grab the sinking Tang Wangfan.

"Grumble-"

Just when Ye Fan was about to grab Tang Wangfan, Tang Wangfan, who had already sunk to the bottom, spat out several blisters.

Then he swished to the other end like a rabbit with his legs blinking and swishing.

Then he flailed around the swimming pool again, spitting out a series of bubbles from time to time.

His eyes were still wide open, watery and full of fear.

I'm going, can I really swim?
Ye Fan was taken aback, and then realized: "Wang Fan, don't be afraid, Dad is here!"

"Go away!"

At this time, Tang Ruoxue also ran over, pushed Ye Fan away, and was very happy to hug Tang Wangfan:

"Wang Fan, you really know how to swim and reflex, that's great."

"I said earlier, if you push, you can swim."

"Quick, quick, continue to swim a few more laps to get familiar with it, once you get familiar with it, you will never forget it in the future!"

Seeing Tang Wangfan floating on the water, Tang Ruoxue was very happy, and then pushed him into the water.

"Tang Ruoxue!"

Seeing this, Ye Fan hurriedly tore Tang Ruoxue away and said angrily, "Enough is enough!"

"What is enough is enough? Facts have proved that I was right. Wang Fan really learned how to swim."

Tang Ruoxue showed no weakness to Ye Fan:

"While he has overcome his fear of water, he can fully master this skill by swimming a few more laps."

Tang Fenghua and the others accused her of not taking care of Tang Wangfan much this year, and Tang Ruoxue wanted to pour all the parenting knowledge she had absorbed into her son.

Ye Fan advised again: "Don't pull the seedlings to encourage growth!"

"You don't have to worry about it, I have a sense of how to take care of the children!"

Tang Ruoxue was very annoyed at Ye Fan: "Don't you know that when teaching children, parents are the most taboo to tear each other down?"

"When I don't take care of him, you blame me one by one."

"When I wanted to teach him well, you stood up and pointed at me again."

"Ye Fan, what are you going to do?"

After finishing speaking, she pushed Ye Fan away again, reached out and pressed Tang Wangfan who had floated out.

"Wow, Dad, Dad—"

Seeing Tang Ruoxue approaching him again, Tang Wangfan yelled and started to swim with his hands and feet.

As if he had been stabbed by a fire stick, he kept scurrying about in the large pool, determined not to let Tang Ruoxue touch him.

During this period, he also spouted water at Tang Ruoxue from time to time to protest.

He seemed to know the danger his mother posed.

On the way, he kept yelling at his father, which made the corners of Ye Fan's mouth twitch.

One was chasing, the other was swimming, and they continued to shout. All of a sudden, there was a mess of water splashes, and it was extremely noisy.

Ye Fan looked at this scene in surprise.

It wasn't that the mother and son's chase surprised him, but that he found that Tang Wangfan's swimming speed was getting faster and faster, and his movements became more and more smooth.

He even knew how to predict Tang Ruoxue's trajectory, and made several superb moves in a serpentine shape, which made Tang Ruoxue keep missing.

"Dad, Dad—"

For the last time, Tang Wangfan, who threw off Tang Ruoxue, rushed to the edge of the swimming pool on Ye Fan's side.

Before Ye Fan opened his arms to hug him, Tang Wangfan bounced up from the water with a whoosh like a fish jumping over a dragon's gate, and jumped into Ye Fan's embrace.

His body was indescribably hot.

Then he tilted his head and leaned against Ye Fan's shoulder, limp and powerless.

"You bastard, you're getting more and more cunning!"

Tang Ruoxue said angrily, "Ye Fan, throw him away."

"Okay, I can't swim anymore, he has no strength."

Seeing this, Ye Fan was slightly taken aback, quickly wrapped his son in a bath towel, and then ran away in a hurry.

Although Tang Wangfan really learned to swim through his swimming reflexes, Ye Fan still felt that it was not safe to swim like this.

So he hurried away with his son in his arms.

"Ye Fan, you bastard!"

Tang Ruoxue cursed angrily: "A loving father is a loser, so just let him go."

"He has become a waste, and I will never let you go."

She couldn't stop stomping her feet, and then chased after her.

Tang Ruoxue disappeared quickly, focusing on her son, so she didn't see that there were a few more cracks on the ground where she stomped.

"Okay, don't torment him, I'm really sleepy and tired."

Ten minutes later, Ye Fan put Tang Wangfan, who had changed his clothes, on the bed, then looked at Tang Ruoxue who walked in and said:
"No matter how much you want to train him, you must also consider his age and physical endurance."

Ye Fan reminded: "Haste makes waste."

Looking at her son who had fallen asleep with exhaustion on his face, Tang Ruoxue's expression eased:

"You think I want to hold him in the water?"

"I taught him how to swim two days ago, and gave him a life buoy and a floating board, but after two days of learning, he only knows how to take a bath."

"Today I couldn't bear it anymore, so I stimulated him in extreme ways."

"It turns out that it worked for him."

"This son of a bitch is young, not only will he be able to adapt to the wind, but he will also play a fool, and he will die if he doesn't clean it up."

Tang Ruoxue reminded: "He looks like this, it has nothing to do with the eldest sister and your parents spoiling him too much."

"The child is so young, if you don't take good care of it, if you are so exciting like you, I guess there will be a lot of psychological shadows at a young age."

Ye Fan stared at his daughter and warned: "Anyway, you don't give me those messy moths in the future."

Tang Ruoxue responded unceremoniously: "You are not qualified to teach me a lesson."

"I just took the child's pulse and found that his body is a little strange."

Ye Fan changed the subject: "His senses are different from ordinary people."

Tang Ruoxue frowned: "What do you mean?"

"His eyes and ears are ten times sharper than ordinary people."

Ye Fan explained: "He can see and hear things far better than ordinary people."

Tang Ruoxue narrowed her eyes: "Could it be that I stimulated him these days to unlock his potential?"

"It's shameless!"

Ye Fan said angrily: "My son is very talented, and it has nothing to do with your arousal."

Tang Ruoxue took over the topic: "He is very talented, so from this point of view, I have to train him more strictly."

She couldn't waste her son's talents.

"Don't mess around!"

Ye Fan hurriedly advised: "Wangfan's senses are very keen, but his heart is very fragile."

"His current age and body cannot afford high-intensity things."

"Even because of the power and sharpness of his senses, his body is easily overdrawn and becomes exhausted."

"Erlangshen usually covers his third eye when he has nothing to do, just because he wants to rest himself."

He reminded: "In the future, you need to let Wang Fan rest more and exercise less, and I will prescribe a prescription to adjust his senses."

In Ye Fan's view, keen senses are a good thing.

But if it is too sensitive, it will become a burden, and you can hear many noises that normal people cannot hear during sleep.

Tang Ruoxue didn't respond to Ye Fan, but just looked at her son in thought.

She was very resistant to killing her son's talent...

"Ding--"

At this moment, Tang Ruoxue's phone vibrated.

She took out her mobile phone and put it to her ear to answer. Soon, her expression changed:
"What? My father is critically ill?"

(End of this chapter)