I forcefully pamper the little pitiful uncle, he is wild and lustful

An Ruo fed a bowl of sweet and soft millet porridge into Ling Shaoqing's mouth.

The hot bowl of porridge warmed Ling Shaoqing's stomach with An Ruo's full heart.

"Uncle, do you still want to eat? There are still some in the kitchen."

Ling Shaoqing shook his head: "That's enough. I won't drink anymore. You can go and rest."

An Ruo shook her head. The liquid in the suspension bottle had bottomed out. It would take another ten minutes to complete the infusion. She planned to accompany him here to complete the infusion.

"I'll stay with you here. I'll take a rest after the needle is removed."

Seeing his persistence, Ling Shaoqing didn't know what to say. He pointed to the small sofa opposite the desk and handed her a tablet: "Then you go and play on the sofa for a while, play some games or something."

An Ruo took the tablet and nodded. After sitting on the sofa and opening the tablet, she saw that many files on the tablet were marked with the Ling Group. The ones that appeared in his study were his personal tablet. These files Possibly confidential documents.

But Ling Shaoqing didn't care, just gave her the tablet and let her play games.

An Ruo didn't even have a mobile phone, and she didn't know how to download any games at all. She just glanced at it casually, put the tablet on the table, and stared at Ling Shaoqing's few remaining medicine bottles.

Ling Shaoqing seemed to be still busy at work, tapping the keyboard with his free hand from time to time, and looking through some documents.

The desk was very large, and because the infusion restricted Ling Shaoqing's movements, it was difficult for him to reach the folder with his backhand.

An Ruo stood up quickly: "Uncle, what do you need, I'll help."

When Ling Shaoqing saw the tablet placed on the table, he frowned and asked, "You haven't played for a while?"

An Ruo shrugged: "I don't know how to play, uncle, I'm not bored. You tell me which one you want to get, and I'll help you get it."

Ling Shaoqing pointed to a red folder on the outside of his desk, and An Ruo quickly picked it up and handed it to him.

"What about the others?"

Ling Shaoqing shook his head. He quickly skipped some contents on the document, then signed it and put it aside.

"Bring the tablet over and I'll teach you."

"No, I won't play."

Ling Shaoqing was afraid that she would be bored at home, so he insisted on teaching. An Ruo had no choice but to bring the tablet over. There was only one chair in front of the desk. An Ruo bent down to look at it at first, and then simply sat cross-legged on the ground.

Ling Shaoqing placed the tablet on his lap, first recorded a fingerprint password for her, and then taught her how to open the app store and download games.

"What do you like to play?"

An Ruo shook her head: "I've never played it."

She has already done it. In an era when electronic products are so common, she has never played with anything.

Ling Shaoqing suddenly remembered that An Ruo didn't even have a mobile phone.

Seeing An Ruo's strange look on the tablet, Ling Shaoqing's eyes were full of heartache.

He first downloaded a Xiaoxiaole game for Anruo that girls like to play, and also downloaded some reading and video software.

"These are all basic. If you want to read novels, just click here to read. If you want to watch TV series, just click this video. This game is very simple. You can play it when you have time."

An Ruo nodded, quite interested in Xiaoxiaole.

She looked at Ling Shaoqing: "Can I really use your tablet to play this game?"

Ling Shaoqing nodded: "Of course, you can play whatever you want."

Anruo was curious about playing the game. The colorful pictures on the screen were really attractive. The first level was also very simple. She could pass it quickly by following the prompts.

Ling Shaoqing had never played this game before. He lowered his head and watched An Ruo playing the game on his lap, and would help her click together from time to time.

The two of them just sat on the carpet and the other on the chair and played together.

I don't know how many times passed, but Ling Shaoqing suddenly felt a pain in the back of his hand. He looked up and saw that the liquid in the bottle had been infused long ago, and some blood was returned to the infusion tube.

He quickly reached out and pulled out the needle, pressed the eye of the needle with one hand for a moment, then lowered his head and started playing with An Ruo.

It wasn't until the difficulty increased later and An Ruo couldn't pass the level in one go that she raised her head with some annoyance: "Oh, the difficulty has increased and I didn't pass..."

Before she could speak, she suddenly realized that the bottle hanging on it was out of medicine. She suddenly jumped up and pressed her head hard against the chin of Ling Shaoqing, who was lowering his head to study how to pass the test for her.

bang.

An Ruo ignored her own head and looked at Ling Shaoqing's chin and then his hands.

"It's over, it's over, I forgot you're still wearing the sling bottle, the medicine has been dripped long ago!"

Ling Shaoqing helplessly covered her numb chin and smiled: "Waiting for you, my blood can fill up the bottle!"

Only then did An Ruo see a red section in the infusion tube, and the needle had long been pulled out by Ling Shaoqing.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, I will never play games again." An Ruo almost cried, lowering her head and apologizing.

Ling Shaoqing rubbed his chin and shook his head: "It doesn't matter. It's not your fault. Come here and let me see if your head is broken."

She was anxious when she got up just now, and she almost knocked him over. His jaw was numb from the pain, and he didn't know what was going on with An Ruo's head.

Only then did An Ruo react. She felt a sharp pain on the top of her head. She quickly looked at Ling Shaoqing's chin: "Uncle, is your chin okay?"

Ling Shaoqing hissed: "It's okay. Fortunately, uncle's chin is real."

Well, it’s not funny at all to be joking at this time.

Ling Shaoqing waved to her, and An Ruo put her head towards her.

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts~"

Ling Shaoqing's hands tugged on her hair twice, and he saw a small bump bulging on the top of her head.

Oh my god, just like that, she actually got a bump on her head.

Ling Shaoqing immediately picked up the phone nervously and called his dedicated doctor: "Make an appointment for an MRI, right away. I'll rush there right now."

The doctor was stunned for a moment: "Mr. Ling, don't you have a stomach problem? There's something wrong with your head too?"

"It's not me, it's An Ruo. Her head just hit my chin and hit a big bump."

The doctor on the other end of the phone rolled his eyes fiercely because Ling Shaoqing couldn't see him. He was definitely the only one who had to bang his head on his chin and undergo an MRI.

"Mr. Ling, after all, MRI contains radiation. My suggestion is not to do it if you can. Can you first tell me about Miss An's situation? Is the impact serious?"

"About the size of a peanut."

Well, it's such a big bag. The doctor rolled his eyes in disgust: "Well, Mr. Ling, could you please ask Miss An if she feels any discomfort? Is she feeling dizzy or vomiting?"

An Ruoneng heard the voice on the phone and shook her head quickly: "No, I'm fine. I don't need any tests."

After saying that, he grabbed Ling Shaoqing's cell phone and hung up.

"Uncle, it was just a bump. Is it necessary to undergo an MRI?"

Ling Shaoqing had a serious look on his face: "This is your head. The impact may be big or small. Don't be careless. It's better to check it."

An Ruo didn't take it seriously: "In the past, when Zhao Minmin pushed me down the stairs and there was a big egg bulge on my forehead, it was fine. This small bump is nothing. I'll be fine tomorrow after a little sleep."