Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

"Well, you will like this gift." Mo Ziqi didn't make it clear, but said vaguely.

Thinking that Xin Ziwen and Xin Miaomiao could connect with each other, he couldn't say anything else, so he asked her to pass the phone to Lu Hanfan.

After just saying a few words, the phone is about to be handed over to the servant?

Xin Miaomiao was a little unhappy.

Seeing that Lu Hanfan answered the phone without any pressure, she stared at him, almost popping her eyes out.

Mo Ziqi was on the other end of the phone and briefly explained everything to Lu Hanfan.

Lu Hanfan was startled in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He nodded calmly and said, "I see." After saying that, he hung up the phone on his own.

Xin Miaomiao stared at the side: "Meow!" Master Ben Miao hasn't said goodbye to Qi Qi yet.

"He'll be back tomorrow." Lu Hanfan said, picked her up from the phone, and went to the sofa in the living room. Several doctors came in with medicines, one was to give him anti-inflammatory water, and the other A few went to see Xin Xiaotian.

They need to record Xin Xiaotian's daily state for better treatment.

Xin Miaomiao was worried about Xin Xiaotian, fearing that he would suddenly get sick again, so she followed her upstairs.

It was rare for Xin Xiaotian not to lose his temper this time. He lowered his head and stood in front of the window talking to himself.

Several doctors asked questions behind him, but he didn't answer a word, as if he couldn't hear their questions, Xin Miaomiao sighed silently in his heart, and walked up with little paws.

When Xin Xiaotian saw her, his eyes lit up, he bent down and hugged her, lovingly touching her little head: "Are you going to sleep? I'll hug you and coax you to sleep, okay?"

Several doctors looked at each other in surprise when they saw how clear his speech was.

But Xin Miaomiao lowered her eyelids in frustration. These doctors probably thought that Xin Xiaotian was normal at first, just like her.

Little did they know, this was just a way for Xin Xiaotian to talk to himself.

Later, Xin Xiaotian started talking about his wife and daughter again, with a smile on his lips, talking very vigorously.

Today, he seems to have a lot of words.

As he was talking, he suddenly became agitated again, and tears welled up in his eyes. With the lessons learned from the past, Xin Miaomiao got out of his arms this time.

A few doctors were also afraid of irritating him, so they quickly walked out of the room.

In the room, Xin Xiaotian's mood gradually calmed down when no one was around. He sat facing the wall and kept scratching the wall with his fingers. Time and time again, his fingernails and the wall scraped together. There was a sharp sound.

Xin Miaomiao looked outside, her eyes flushed with distress, now she knew the reason why Xin Xiaotian's nails were twisted, probably because he scraped the wall like this every day to make it look like this.

She went downstairs sadly.

Downstairs, Lu Hanfan was handling things with his computer. Xin Miaomiao sat beside him. He glanced at her and said, "It will be fine."

Xin Miaomiao looked up at him.

Lu Hanfan still didn't look at her, but comforted her: "Medical science is advanced now."

Xin Miaomiao nodded, but she didn't think so in her heart.

Her father probably suffered from heart disease. It is easy to say but not easy to want to be well.

Perhaps with the passage of time, the pain in his heart will be less, and he will heal naturally.