and share this life with affection

Zhang Laoer did go to Liu Shuyi.

The first is because it can hold back Liu Yun.

The second reason is that he still has a child and is getting older, so he really hopes that there will be someone to send him off when he is old.

Things that I had never thought about before, after getting AIDS, many of my thoughts became cowardly.

When I went to find Liu Shuyi, two children were playing in the yard.

Zhou Enyou looked at the little snowman as big as his palm in a weird way, and Liu Shuyi spotted him first.

Regarding this, Zhang Laoer was quite surprised.

Although he didn't do anything special, he was confident that Liu Shuyi wouldn't be able to spot him.

His plan was to at least wait until Zhou Enyou left.

Liu Shuyi's acuity exceeded Zhang Laoer's cognition.

"Sister, the little snowman needs a nose. Go to the kitchen and bring out the carrot." The little girl was very affectionate. Zhou Enyou nodded and got up, running towards the villa.

When he saw Zhou Enyou coming in, Liu Shuyi stood up, patted the snow on his trouser legs, and sat down on the small chair calmly.

Her expression was so calm throughout the whole process that Zhang Laoer couldn't figure out whether she had deliberately sent Zhou Enyou away and was waiting for him to pass.

Zhang Laoer still passed by and stood in front of Liu Shuyi. The snow fell silently, and the man's wide snow boots made a creaking sound on the ground.

"Little sister, alone?"

Liu Shuyi behaved very well, folded his hands on his knees, raised his tender face, and looked at Zhang Laoer, "Are you okay?"

His expression was ignorant and naive, without any sense of prestige.

"Uncle, you are destined to be with me. How about you call me godfather and I'll let you learn your skills?" Zhang Laoer has read too many martial arts novels and thought that at this time, this girl should kneel down and give him a hand just like in the book. kowtow.

But he didn't wait for anything, he just kept receiving Liu Shuyi's confused look at him.

Zhang Laoer's heart skipped a beat. He didn't know why, but he actually had the idea of ​​being seen through by this little girl.

Zhang Laoer actually didn't get it wrong here.

Liu Shuyi knew him.

At the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, when Zhang Laoer took Liu Yunlai to seek peace with Bian Zhi, she glanced at him from a distance, and she remembered Zhang Laoer's face.

Therefore, when she just saw Zhang Laoer from the corner of her eye, she deliberately sent Zhou Enyou away.

"Godfather," Liu Shuyi smiled and said to Zhang Laoer without any scheming: "But I already have many godfathers and I don't need one anymore. Do you have anything else?"

Zhang Laoer: "..."

Zhang Laoer: "It's not like there are too many godfathers. Besides, your fat godfathers can't help much."

Liu Shuyi looked at him with wide eyes and asked, "So, what role do you want to play in me?"

Zhang Laoer, who almost showed his waistcoat: "...I can teach you skills, I can teach you things you can't learn in books, I can..."

Zhang Laoer listed carefully, and Liu Shuyi listened from all directions.

In the kitchen, Zhou Enyou was picking and choosing the right nose for the snowman.

Liu Shuyi looked at Zhang Laoer, and suddenly heard the nanny in the kitchen say: "This is suitable for this. Get out quickly, otherwise the little snowman will melt."

Liu Shuyi raised her eyes and suddenly looked at Zhang Laoer in compromise, "Okay, godfather."

Zhang Laoer: "..." Suddenly... agreed?

Liu Shuyi struggled to pull a chair from the corner of the garden. As if he hadn't noticed the little snowman Zhou Enyou had just placed, he placed the chair on top of the snowman and pointed at the snowman towards Zhang Laoer.

"You sit down, I should kowtow to my godfather."

Zhang Laoer was satisfied.

This is the plot that should be in a TV series.

He lowered his head and saw the snowman under the stool, and felt that the relationship between Liu Shuyi and Zhou Enyou was not very good. Otherwise, why would he not even cherish the child's snowman?

He sat down with a smile.

As soon as he relaxed and leaned back on the chair, he heard a "click" and one of the old legs of the stool broke off on the spot. Unprepared, Zhang Laoer's whole body snapped! ’ He immediately sat on the snowman.

Then--

Even Zhang Laoer's heart-rending roars had to be controlled.

Zhang Laoer lowered his head in disbelief. He saw a sharp dagger made from a wooden stick buried inside the snowman. The dagger passed through his inner thigh and directly pierced the artery.

Zhang Laoer looked at Liu Shuyi with huge surprise.

Liu Shuyi's eyes were very indifferent, but there was a confused smile on her face. She put her hands behind her back and said "Ah--" "Why are you bleeding?"

This expression almost made Zhang Laoer feel that Liu Shuyi had no knowledge of this matter and that everything was an accident.

Zhang Laoer subconsciously wanted to support him and raised his hand towards Liu Shuyi.

Liu Shuyi looked at him, and slowly took two steps back under Zhang Laoer's gaze.

She didn't say anything, just looked at him and smiled.

Zhang Laoer was bleeding like a river.

Liu Shuyi tilted his head and said to him in a childish voice: "Uncle, if you don't leave, you will be discovered soon."

Zhang Laoer stood up quickly. He looked at Liu Shuyi with difficulty and couldn't believe that he was being tricked by a three-year-old child.

"Goodbye, uncle." Liu Shuyi smiled innocently.

Zhang Laoer dragged the sick leg and walked for a long time. He turned around and saw Liu Shuyi squatting on the ground, holding loose snow and spreading it little by little on the spot where his blood had just been.

Zhou Enyou came out with a radish, and Liu Shuyi stepped forward and took Zhou Enyou's hand, "Sister, let's go play on the swing."

The two of them walked away holding hands, and Zhang Laoer was about to look away and leave.

Zhou Enyou suddenly turned his head and gave him a cold look. His look was exactly the same as Bian Zhi's, causing a layer of cold sweat to break out on Zhang Laoer's back.

a few days later.

The Chinese Medicine Hospital issued an announcement.

The general meaning is that the doctor has too many patients every day, and the number and time of consultation will be adjusted later. Please understand.

This is quite normal.

Bian Zhi used to see doctors five days a week for more than ten hours a day. To outsiders, her iron-clad body could not hold on.

Patients also feel understood.

But very quickly, Bian Zhi's consultation time changed from seeing a hundred people a day to eighty people, five days a week, to one, three, five.

After a week.

I saw eighty people a day, then fifty, then thirty.

The number of people is gradually decreasing.

The patients are dissatisfied and feel that the traditional Chinese medicine hospital has lost its reputation as it has become more famous. Even though the price of medicine remains the same as before, the number of medicines is limited.

The number grabbing system is full every day. It is really hard to find a number. Scalpers are asking for [-] yuan for a number.

Because of these things, the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital was even on the hot search list.

Zhou Suihuai pressed him down.

In the garden, Bian Zhi was teasing the little teddy that Zhou Enyou had just raised. It was a very clingy dog, and Bian Zhi giggled.

Zhou Suihuai had been observing her for a long time. Perhaps he had been observing her for some time.

Except for the decrease in the number of consultations, everything else is normal. If I have to say it, I go to bed later than before.

Occasionally when he gets up, he will see Bian Zhi walking in the corridor over and over again.

He was silent.

Observed continuously for a week.

After he fell asleep, Bian Zhi would quietly get up and not walk far, just walking back and forth in the corridor over and over again, like a tireless top.

When the sky turned white, she would quietly go back to her room, as if nothing had happened, lift the quilt, hold him in his arms, close her eyes, and fall asleep peacefully.

However, the number of patients at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital has continued to decrease. Recently, even Mr. Qin has made appointments in advance.