After the genius doctor dressed as a poor little

Mu Jingxiao's expression was full of helplessness, "Huanhuan, don't make trouble..."

Jiang Huan originally planned to play for a while longer, but facing Mu Jingxiao's aggrieved and helpless expression, he was defeated again without any surprise, hooked Mu Jingxiao's little finger with his finger, and looked at Mu Jingxiao suggestively. He said, "Old Gong, how about you wash it for me?"

Mu Jingxiao's Adam's apple slid up and down, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay..."

So, Mu Jingxiao carefully and carefully washed Jiang Huan from the beginning to the end, and when he was about to gear up to eat, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Jiang Huan didn't realize it at first, but when he saw Mu Jingxiao's brows were furrowed, he asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Mu Jingxiao propped herself against the wall, shaking her head forbearingly, "...it's fine."

He obviously didn't seem to be okay, Jiang Huan was a little worried, there must be something wrong there, right?

He stretched out his hand to hold Mu Jingxiao's wrist, then frowned, wrapped his arms around his waist, helped him lie on the bed, then took out the medicine from the bedside, and ran to pour a glass of water for him to drink.

The man on the bed held his stomach and frowned slightly. Jiang Huan blamed himself, "I shouldn't have taken you to eat at the roadside stall."

Mu Jingxiao has never been exposed to this kind of food since he was a child, and he suddenly ate so much that he really developed gastroenteritis.

Mu Jingxiao's painful lips turned white, but she still smiled at him when she heard the words, "It's what I want to eat."

Jiang Huan felt even more distressed in an instant. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. What he just gave Mu Jingxiao was the special medicine he made himself before, and it would take a few minutes at most.

He kicked off his shoes, opened the quilt and lay down next to Mu Jingxiao, with one hand on his stomach and slowly rubbed it.

Mu Jingxiao kept his hand on Jiang Huan's hand, and hugged him tightly with the other hand, rubbing his head in his arms, probably because of the pain, his voice was not as low and steady as usual, but a little fragile , "Huanhuan..."

Jiang Huan patted him distressedly, and coaxed softly, "It's okay, the pain will be gone soon."

In fact, Mu Jingxiao is not afraid of pain, his stomach has always been not very good, sudden pain is a common occurrence, afterward Zhao Ma's cooking has always been good for the stomach, stomach problems rarely occur.

The reason why he is like this may also be because Jiang Huan is here, and he unconsciously wants to hug him and act like a baby, because he knows that the other party not only doesn't hate his acting like a baby, but likes him very much.

This was something he had never experienced when he was young. He knew from a very young age that acting like a baby was useless. When people of the same age acted like a baby in the arms of his parents, he had already learned to solve problems by himself.

In the past, he felt that he had never felt envious, but now it seems that he should have been envious at the beginning, right?

But not now, he has Huanhuan, and he can act like a child.

Thinking of this, Mu Jingxiao buried her head in Jiang Huan's chest, feeling the warmth of the massage on her abdomen, and felt that it didn't hurt that much.

It wasn't until Mu Jingxiao relaxed his brows that Jiang Huan breathed a sigh of relief, and the other party breathed and kissed lightly, as if he had fallen asleep.

Now both of them are sweating profusely, Mu Jingxiao is in pain, and Jiang Huan is anxious just now.

He got out of bed lightly and wiped Mu Jingxiao with a hot towel, then took a shower casually, then quickly pulled the quilt away and lay down.

Mu Jingxiao may have sensed his presence, reached out to hug him tightly, felt the temperature in his arms, and loosened the frown that had just been frowned.

On the second day, there was a rare time when Jiang Huan opened his eyes and Mu Jingxiao was still beside him. The other party had already walked over, and he didn't know why he didn't leave, but turned sideways and looked at him with his eyes open.

Peeking at the captured bag, Mu Jingxiao felt a little guilty, and said to Jiang Huan, "Are you awake?"

Jiang Huan nodded and asked, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Mu Jingxiao shook his head, "It doesn't hurt anymore, Huanhuan's medicine is very effective."

Jiang Huan smiled, "As long as it doesn't hurt, don't eat those things in the future."

Mu Jingxiao, "Yes, but it's quite delicious."

Jiang Huan laughed out loud, stretched out his hand to pinch Mu Jingxiao's cheek, and said viciously, "It's delicious but you can't eat it. I was worried about me last night. Don't eat it secretly, you know?"

This appearance is almost like a worried old father who is worried about his ignorant brat.

Mu Jingxiao looked helpless, "Huanhuan treats me like a child?"

Really, Jiang Huan got stuck, "Oh, anyway, you don't want to eat these things in the future."

Mu Jingxiao hugged him, buried her face in his shoulder, and said obediently, "Okay."

"It's more or less the same." Jiang Huan patted Mu Jingxiao's head in satisfaction.

Mu Jingxiao always felt that this head-patting action was somewhat familiar.

The two didn't tell Mother Zhao and Mrs. Mu what happened last night, lest they worry.

Jiang Huan was afraid that Mu Jingxiao's stomach could not bear it, so he only let him drink porridge in the morning.

Mu Jingxiao drank the porridge and watched Jiang Huan feed A Mu the meat and bones. After A Mu successfully bit the bone, Jiang Huan patted the dog's head with satisfaction.

Mu Jingxiao, "..."

I finally know why this action is familiar.

After dinner, according to the previous agreement, Mu Jingxiao sent Jiang Huan to Wu Jie's house. The other party was waiting at the door early, and there was a beautiful woman standing beside him, who should be his wife.

Wu Jie has the bald head and beer belly that middle-aged men must have. Standing together, the visual impact is not too obvious.

Moreover, Jiang Huan didn't know the identity of the woman. When he greeted her in the past, he still asked, "Is this your daughter?"

Wu Jie's smile froze upon hearing this, but the woman next to her covered her mouth and giggled, after all, who doesn't like being praised for being young.

Originally, there was not much age difference between the two, only five years old, but Wu Jie's wife usually pays attention to maintenance, often hangs around in various beauty salons, and in order to maintain her figure and skin, she seldom eats greasy things, and goes to bed early at night, It can be said that the living habits are very good, so even if he is in his 40s now, he looks like he is only in his early thirties.

And Wu Jie is exactly the opposite. Because of his work, he can’t avoid staying up all night. It’s inevitable to go out to talk about business, big fish, meat and wine, so he’s bald when he’s only in his 40s. With a beer belly, he looks like 50 Many years old middle-aged uncle.

One of the couple looks younger and the other looks older, isn't it easy to be misunderstood?

Wu Jie may have been misunderstood before, so he quickly regained his smile and explained with a smile, "This is my wife."

Then, the surprised expression on Jiang Huan's face successfully made his heart attack. He really regretted why he didn't listen to his wife's advice to take good care of him.

People who don't know now say that his wife is his daughter...

Mrs. Wu Jie was much happier, she couldn't keep her mouth shut the whole time, she and Wu Jie brought Jiang Huan to and around Mr. Wu, and offered to pour tea for him.

When the two were waiting beside her, she deliberately said, "It's good for you to be like this. When you become too old to move, I'll take your money to find the little boy."

Wu Jie had a lot of social activities recently, and he always felt uncomfortable after work. Hearing this again, he panicked, "...the age difference between us is not that big, so it shouldn't be too late."

Mrs. Wu Jie hehe, "It's not that you know it in your heart."

Wu Jie, "...then what should I do?"

Mrs. Wu Jie smiled slightly, "Does it have something to do with me? I still want to find a little boy, so I won't help you."

Wu Jie, "..."

While the two were talking, Jiang Huan had already finished watching the situation of Mr. Wu, and Wu Jie and his wife didn't bother to chat, and hurriedly asked how the situation was.

Jiang Huan sat next to him and wrote the prescription with a brush, "Since I dare to write a prescription, I am sure of it."

These words sounded like bragging, if it came from someone else, maybe Wu Jie would really think it was bragging, but it would be different if the person who said this was Jiang Huan.

He had inquired with Zhang and Li's family more than once before, and he naturally knew the other party's medical skills well. Hearing Jiang Huan's words made him feel more at ease.

Wu Jie walked up to Mr. Wu and squatted down, and said, "Dad, did you hear that your disease is curable very well, you have to be obedient and finish drinking."

The old man is only in his seventies this year, but he looks like he is in his 90s after being tortured by illness in recent years, and his body can be called emaciated.

However, he never gave up the hope of living, and he still persisted after so many years, because he was reluctant to part with his family.

It is difficult for him to speak now, he rolled his eyes and nodded slowly, "...Okay,...Okay."

Wu Jie looked at his father who was able to support himself in the past, but now it is difficult to even say a word, and his nose immediately felt a little sore.

Then, he felt his arm being mercilessly twisted a few times, and he almost didn't cry out, so he suppressed his tears forcefully.

He stood up and looked at his wife, complaining in a low voice, "Why are you pinching me, it hurts like hell."

Mrs. Wu Jie rolled her eyes, "It's okay, I'm just afraid that Dad will feel bad when he sees you."

The old man was not in good health, and he was still crying here, not afraid of affecting the old man's mood. Mrs. Wu Jie really didn't bother to talk about Wu Jie.

At this moment, Jiang Huan also wrote the prescription and handed it to Wu Jie himself. He took the prescription with both hands,

He led Jiang Huan out of the old man's room, then rubbed his hands together in embarrassment, "Well, Doctor Jiang, do you mind seeing one more patient?"

Jiang Huan glanced at him, "Is that patient you?"

Wu Jie was stunned when he heard the words, "Ah? How did you know?"

Jiang Huan said calmly, "I can see it, reach out."

Wu Jie first stretched out his hand, and then realized Jiang Huan's meaning, his hands began to tremble, "You...you mean, I, I...I have a physical problem?"

Even Madam Wu Jie turned pale with fright, "No way, are you really sick?"

His eyes were red after he finished speaking, and he beat Wu Jie while crying, "I told you to pay attention to your body, if you don't listen... If you are really dead, I will go to the little boy immediately!"

Wu Jie trembled even more, "Old... Wife, I, I, I..."

Jiang Huan looked at the two of them and sighed.

The author has something to say: Huanhuan: I feel sorry for Lao Gong, hug~

霄霄（撒娇）：焕焕……感谢在2021-07-09?14:34:51~2021-07-10?14:32:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!