Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

The door of the ward was opened again and a group of people came in. Under the guidance of the nurse, a child also lay down next to Wu Xie's bed.

There are several beds in their ward, but maybe because it is winter and business is slow, no one is staying in them.

It has been so long, and only this family just arrived.

The crying of the other child made Wu Xie glance at them a little irritated. The child must have been admitted with an injured leg. There was a thick circle of gauze wrapped around his leg, and there were abrasions of varying degrees on his body.

Wu Xie had no intention of guessing whether the other party's injuries were caused by a car accident or a fall. Anyway, their three bottles of water were finished, the child woke up, and the message from Fatty urging them to go home for dinner also arrived.

There was really no reason for him to stay and be tortured by the other child.

Crying is a child's nature. Wu Xie encourages his baby to release his emotions and not keep everything in his heart. He pampers him, loves him, and gives him the right to cry in his own arms. But this does not mean that Wu Xie likes children and will forgive their crying.

On the contrary, Wu Xie actually hates children.

There are often naughty kids coming to his parents' house to play, and every time they come, without exception, they will either break his things or try to steal his childhood toys.

Naturally Wu Xie was not willing to give it. Even though he was quite old now, he was still childish enough to argue with those little brats.

Hate every child equally.

Of course,

Except for small milk bottles!

When Xiaopingzi started crying, Wu Xie felt as if his heart had melted into water, and he wished he could give him the best things in the world.

To put it bluntly, it's biased.

So even though his parents kept urging him to get married, Wu Xie always had a clear understanding of himself that he was actually not capable of taking on both the roles of husband and father.

Of course, he didn't want to try.

Who stipulated that a family must have a man, a woman, and a child?

He, Fatty, and the little brother, the place where the three of them are together is also home...

Wu Xie picked up the child and motioned Zhang Qiling to follow him out to the nurses' station. He asked the nurse to take the child's temperature again and arrange for his discharge.

"It's little boy Zhang Xiaoping, right?" The nurse held the folder in her hand and checked the child's name with Wu Xie.

Wu Xie nodded. He had just written this name randomly. The new era was troublesome. It was difficult to even see a doctor without an ID card or a household registration booklet. No matter who looked at you, they would think they were looking at a human trafficker. In the end, Wu Xie had no choice but to use his connections and came all the way to this private hospital.

The medical expenses are also paid by the dead man.

"The temperature has gone down. Remember to continue to observe the child when you go back. If the temperature rises again, you must come to the hospital immediately." The nurse swung the thermometer in her hand and said to Wu Xie, "Take the medicine back. Remember to give the child one bag three times a day. You need to come again tomorrow to get saline drip."

"The child has a good physique and recovered quickly. Parents should not be so careless in the future. Fever can also kill people!!!"

Perhaps it was because it was rare to see a child as fair, handsome, well-behaved and quiet as Xiaopingzi, the little nurse's heart was successfully captured, and she reached out to touch the tiny child nestled in Wu Xie's arms.

"Little boy, you didn't cry today, that's amazing!"

The child didn’t like anyone other than Wu Xie. He touched his face and hair, squinted his eyes and hid for a while.

Wu Xie put his hand on his head and smiled awkwardly at the nurse, "He is shy."

The nurses didn't mind. After all, they were thankful to meet a child as well-behaved as Xiaopingzi in a day.

Kids nowadays are simply monsters!!!

"It's cold, be careful not to catch a cold when you go back."

Wu Xie nodded to indicate that he understood.

Wu Xie is not the kind of parent who would hold a child, hold his little hand, and teach the child to say "Say goodbye to sister" in a pinched voice.

So, she walked away holding the child. When she was about to leave the hospital, a figure suddenly rushed over from the side, shouting, "Get out of the way!"

Wu Xie only heard the voice but didn't see the person. He was still wondering why, when his waist tightened and he was lifted up by the young man.

Surprised: “Huh?!”

Wu Xie's feet were suspended in the air as he moved from the young man's left hand to his right hand, and then he was put down steadily.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Xie found that he was originally standing on the right side of Zhang Qiling, but now he was standing on the left side.

"What's wrong, young man?" Wu Xie asked, and as he spoke he felt a cool breeze blowing across his lower limbs.

Only then did he see a child not even as tall as his waist, wearing a hospital gown, rushing out from where he was originally standing.

Wu Xie:......

Ok, that made him hate kids even more? – _ – ?

Then, several people, probably chasing the kid, came out, brushing against their bodies one after another and ran out.

Zhang Qiling waited until all the people ran past before he released his arms around Wu Xie's waist.

"Sorry, sorry!" someone shouted.

Wu Xie cursed inwardly, running so fast, aren't you afraid of falling?

The next second, someone cried out and fell to the ground.

Wu Xie saw this and touched his nose guiltily, thinking that his bad mouth was quite effective.

With a smile on his face, he walked out of the hospital in a good mood, holding the small bottle of milk, and Zhang Qiling followed behind him.

"Xiaopingzi, let's go home." Wu Xie said softly to the little guy in his arms.

The weather outside was very cold. Wu Xie carefully wrapped the small bottle with his scarf, then unzipped his cotton coat, put the child on his chest, and zipped it up again, for fear that the child would catch a cold again.

The outside of the children's hospital is usually filled with vendors selling things that children like.

As he was walking, Wu Xie suddenly stopped when he saw a child on the side of the road who was throwing a tantrum and crying loudly because his parents refused to buy him balloons.

She lowered her head and looked into the child's big eyes with clear whites, and like a bad uncle, she asked in a tempting tone: "Baby, do you want to buy a balloon?"

The child tilted his face up, with only his small face exposed. His bright red little nose stuck out from the gap between Wu Xie's chest and his cotton coat to breathe air to avoid being suffocated by Wu Xie.

Hearing this, he shook his head.

He doesn't really want it.

Wu Xie sighed dejectedly. Why do other children want it, but his own child is indifferent?

So Wu Xie ran to Zhang Qiling and asked, "Brother! Brother!"

"Do you want to buy some balloons?"

Zhang Qiling:.......

The two people looked at each other on the curb. Zhang Qiling's eyes were a little helpless, while the child who was crying because his parents didn't buy him balloons continued.