Abduct a boy and bring him back

Qiao Mohan sat in front of the dining table and waited for a minute. He tapped his finger on it rhythmically twice, and then got up to call for someone.

However, when he walked to the door of the bathroom, he saw Ling Huan squatting on the ground with his back facing him, looking a little strange.

"Ling Huan?"

Ling Huan's body shook, and he got up from the ground suddenly. He only felt his stomach twitch. Before he could manage his expression well, he clutched his stomach and squatted down again, "Damn it!"

Qiao Mohan came to him in two steps, "What's the matter? Stomach pain?"

Ling Huan twisted his expression, and waved to him, "It's okay, it's just a little violent..."

"I don't think you're violent, you're discharged from the hospital... Get up, I'll find some stomach medicine!" Qiao Mohan pulled him up and carried him outside, and put him in front of Ling Huan with hot water.

They were all beaten up with stomach bleeding. Although it was not a serious illness of a special level, they were also people who entered the operating room. They rushed out so quickly, and the doctors didn't know what they were eating!Qiao Mohan rummaged silently while rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find medicine.

Needless to say, after getting to know Ling Huan, he has become more and more like an old lady. If this trend continues, he may be able to hold a child to raise him.

Ling Huan couldn't care less about bothering Qiao Mohan now, he curled up into a rice dumpling in pain on the sofa, Qiao Mohan picked him up and stuffed the medicine into his mouth, his actions were not considerate, " Open your mouth!"

Ling Huan did as he did, and was slobbered by the man again, swallowing the capsule.

"Thank you, Joe..."

He didn't know what else to say, he could only lower his head and thank Qiao Mohan listlessly, and he didn't know when he was as fragile as a golden egg.

"Thank you, I'll save it. I'll be thankful when you can fix your little body. I don't think anyone's child has stomach bleeding!" Qiao Mohan leaned on the sofa and automatically ignored it. The fact that Ling Huan just rolled around in the bathroom, otherwise he was really afraid that he would throw the wounded man out of the room if he couldn't bear it.

Ling Huan moved his lips, and thought to himself, there is no other child like him, no father, no mother, no pain!

The man glanced at him, as if thinking of something, "What's going on at your school, are you sure you won't go back? Are you going to be a nanny in my house for the rest of your life?"

Ling Huan collapsed on the sofa, "What's wrong with being a nanny in your house? The salary is high and there is no pressure. I am happy and at ease!"

The corner of Qiao Mohan's mouth twitched, and he didn't bother to teach this poor boy, "Well, then you should work hard, don't just run away for me after two days... I don't bother to look for it anymore!"

Ling Huan hummed twice, his eyes closed automatically, and his body felt tight.

The man got up and went to the kitchen. He ate the piles of noodles by himself, and put the porridge on the fire to warm it up. When Ling Huan felt better, he called him over to eat.

……

When Ling Huan got up, he was covered with a blanket that he didn't know where it came from, and a note was pressed under the cup in front of him. He sat up and picked up the paper to read. The font on it was strong and powerful, and each word seemed like It has been carefully practiced, and you can tell at a glance that you have worked hard when you were young.

He sighed and stuffed it in his pocket. Qiao Mohan's company had already left the house in an emergency, and said that there was still porridge on the fire, so he could remember to drink it.

l Ling Huan sighed, what kind of virtue and ability is he, to meet such a big pie!

Give food, drink, and medical treatment!

He was not in a hurry to eat, he got up from the sofa with great professionalism and went to the bathroom to finish the normal work just now, and then moved to the kitchen.

Qiao Mohan’s family is not big, but at a glance, he must be well-off. Even the kitchen looks resplendent and resplendent, and the stoves are all electronic touch-type. He put the porridge on it After serving it down and pouring it into a bowl, the aroma immediately rushed to my face.

This person's craftsmanship is not bad... Ling Huan couldn't hold back and took a quick bite into his mouth, but just after feeling it in his mouth for two seconds, Ma Shan spat it out again, well, he was mistaken, he was so sloppy Yes, the fragrance is also there, but the taste is too indescribable.

This is estimated to have put most of the bag of salt in!

Before leaving, he took all the things that Qiao Mohan found for him, and the garbage bag containing the pillow was replaced by a very high-end handbag that he didn't know where.

Ling Huan took a closer look, only to feel that thunder was rolling in his head, Armani?

Fuck, a broken pillow is really a blessing...

One person really became immortal, chickens and dogs ascended to heaven!

When he went back, his head was a little dizzy. There were only a few scattered people on the huge subway. He was carrying an Armani bag, afraid that someone would snatch it from him, and also afraid that others would not know what was in his arms. This is Armani.

The subway was still running fast as usual, and the station report made him drowsy. After arriving at the station of No. [-] Middle School, he subconsciously got out of the car with his bag and left. He half-closed his eyes and looked at the familiar scene. Ling Huan suddenly woke up again. , turn around and go back...

But, halfway through, he went back again.

Could it be that he can't even go that way after dropping out of school?When did I become so glass-hearted, this place is so far away from home, even if I have to take a detour, I still have to go home, it has been so long, I don’t know if my grandma is in good health, whether I am lonely at home alone, he is so unfilial , is she sad?

Ling Huan's mind suddenly became heavy again. He was used to being indifferent to anything, but his grandma was different. She was his only relative in this world. Even if his parents were still alive, he firmly believed that Apart from grandma, he has no relatives in this world.

When passing through the school gate, Ling Huan didn't look sideways. At this point in time, no one familiar with him found his figure, knowing that when he walked to the door of the house, his body was still too stiff.

The people living in the courtyard are all old men and women, and most of them are taking a nap at the moment. Ling Huan has not seen a familiar person, not even the aunt who is always elusive.

Holding the key of the house, he hesitated in front of the door for a long time, and finally opened the door on tiptoe. The house was still clean and tidy as before, without any abnormalities, as if he had never left.

He stood in the middle of the living room, and Zell listened carefully, as if he could hear the shallow breathing of grandma sleeping in the bedroom. After a while, he opened the door of grandma's room carefully, and saw grandma sleeping peacefully on the bed. I feel relieved.

He took all the money from the hospital out of his bag, put it all beside grandma's pillow, then turned around and opened the door to leave.