Tell mommy, daddy is kneeling again

Dr. Fan put on his reading glasses, held Rong Ling's arm with one hand, and slowly massaged around his fractured area with the other.

It's strange to say that the place that used to hurt even a little bit of movement is fine now when he presses and rubs it.

Rong Ling felt that the fractured area began to heat up gradually, and it was very warm and comfortable.

In less than 10 minutes, Dr. Fan sat down, fixed him with a splint, took off his glasses and announced, "Your arm has been reset, try moving it."

Already reset?

So fast?

Rong Ling had no doubts about Dr. Fan, so he shook his hand directly. He was indeed able to move, and he was very flexible.

This move frightened Dr. Fan, he blamed helplessly: "You brat, you always do your best in other people's affairs, and you are so casual and harsh when it comes to yourself, this is just reset, don't mess it up again."

Rong Ling smiled and did a few stretching movements. After confirming that there was no problem, he whistled happily, "It seems that I can continue my work tonight. Thank you, Doctor Fan."

Doctor Fan sighed heavily, "Okay, let's go."

He didn't even take out the QR code like he did with other patients, making it clear that he didn't want to take money from the poor kid.

The Fan family, their ancestors have practiced medicine and saved lives in the rivers and lakes for generations. In ancient times, they had the habit of treating the common people for free with the money of treating the emperor. Nowadays, many hospitals and universities beg him to give lectures without charging fees.

Don't worry about food and drink, and have plenty of money, and provide free medical treatment to those who are really in difficulty and in need.

The benevolence of a doctor should be like this.

Rong Ling took out the stack of money from his pocket, took out 1000 yuan from it, and handed it to Dr. Fan.

Dr. Fan looked at the whole pile of money, and asked worriedly: "You boy, where did you get so much money? Is it the right way? You can't go astray, or your sister will suffer. .”

"A woman hit me, and she paid for my medical expenses."

Dr. Fan took the 1000 yuan, took out basic material expenses from it, and stuffed the money into Rong Ling's arms.

He instructed: "Go eat something good, drink something good, save the rest and don't waste it."

Rong Ling was slightly stunned, and it took him a long time to react. He said "thank you" and put on the hood of his sweater and left in a hurry.

Ever since his father beat his mother away and he left that home with his younger sister, he rarely felt the warmth from his elders. Dr. Fan was the only elder who would stand in his position and consider him.

After walking for a while, Rong Ling suddenly realized that he forgot to take the handbag.

However, thinking of bringing his younger sister to Dr. Fan's place on Friday, he didn't go back to get it.

He had to hurry to get to his evening work, and he had to find a bank to deposit the money before then.

……

Li Yufei returned home exhausted, it was already very late.

Kang Bo came over and said respectfully: "The young master fell asleep on the sofa, no matter how much we persuaded him, he refused to go to the room, saying that he would not return to the room until you came back."

Li Yufei sighed, raised her hand and rubbed between her brows, "I'll go and see him."

No matter how tired she was, she had to take her son back to the room first, and she couldn't let him sleep on the sofa alone.

Although the sofa at home is very soft, and the temperature is also set by the central air conditioner, no matter how you sleep all year round, you will not catch cold, but she always feels that he is still young, so he has to go back to the room to sleep before waking up.

Junjun is sleeping on the sofa in the living room.

He is curled up like a small animal, and he is wearing a small blanket that Kang Bo found for him. It seems that he will not catch a cold, but his facial features are wrinkled, and his hands are tightly clutching the small blanket. The whole person looks special disturbed.

Li Yufei walked up to him, wanting to hug him.

Junjun suddenly muttered, "Is mom back..."

She was startled.

Jun Jun was talking like a dream, and slowly opened his eyes. He waited for her to fall asleep, so his voice sounded a little hoarse, with a bit of nasal sound: "Mom..."

Concubine Li Yu's heart ached, she hugged him softly, and picked him up.

"Junjun, why are you sleeping here?"

Junjun: "I'm waiting for my mother to come home."

Li Yufei coaxed softly, "From now on, if Mom comes back late, don't wait to write it down. It's Mom's fault, and I wasted some time on the road."

As she spoke, she carried Junjun back to the room and gently placed him on the bed.

Junjun pulled the blanket obediently, "Mom, go to bed early, good night."

He was so sleepy that he couldn't hold on anymore, his eyelids were clenched, and he fell asleep as soon as he finished speaking.

Junjun is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

Li Yufei leaned over and kissed his forehead, "Sleep, good night, Junjun."

The next day.

Li Yufei had finished breakfast with Junjun at home, and when she arrived at the company, she received several products from Party B.

Because there was a meeting, she ordered the secretary to drive the car for regular maintenance. She had won several new projects, and Du Shaoheng also needed to make more connections. The time of using the car increased, and the maintenance date was brought forward. .

After the meeting, as soon as Li Yufei arrived at the office, the secretary knocked on the door.

She signed without looking up, "Enter."

The secretary came to her respectfully and put the car keys and a handbag on her desk.

"This is?"

"I found it in your car. I didn't open it for inspection without your permission."

"Open it."

"Yes."

The secretary opened the handbag and took out some documents and two small books with cartoon stickers.

One is a small book with the words 'Fan's Medical Center' written on it, which looks like a medical record card, and the other is a winter vacation homework book of an ordinary elementary school, with the school's address, class and students' names written on it.

Class Two of the third year, Xiaoyi.

Only first name and no last name.

Judging from the cartoon stickers, it looks like a girl.

The grade is not very old, that is to say, it may be a friend Junjun knew who left things in the car. After all, Junjun will go out with friends occasionally, and they are all driven by family members or people in the company.

Li Yufei rubbed her temples gently with the knuckles of her index finger, "Where is this school?"

"Uh, over there on West Street."

"West Street?" Li Yufei was very surprised, "There is also an elementary school in that place?"

"Yes, the school's enrollment resources are very poor. Most of the students are children who have been forgotten in the new village for the elderly. Their parents don't care about them, and their grandparents have no ability to tutor them."

"Has Junjun been there?"

The secretary shook his head, "The young master is very obedient, basically at school and at home, occasionally looking for Mo Mo and Han Bao, and not going anywhere else."

There are a lot of gangsters on West Street, and there are many romantic places.

Unless a family is too difficult to uncover, it will generally not choose to send their children there to study.

Some children are only in fifth or sixth grade, and they will hang out with messy gangsters. There are many who go to jail in their teens, pregnant, drop out of school and have no skills.