Chi You, your panda is hanging on the tree again!

Five hundred and forty-one nights in a single room, and now I have spent so much effort to make up...

540 three yuan two.

Han Qi pinched his forehead "hardly" on the little boy's soft face...it turned red...

Han Qi quickly rubbed him with his thumb again.

People are all made of clay, this little guy is made of dough, right?With a face pinched like this, the woman named Nuwa would have to stay up all night no matter what.

So, are those ugly people thrown by that woman with a muddy rope just to catch up with work?

Resigned to his fate, he got up from the bench, and Han Qi carried him to the payment office.

The nurse sister looked at the back of the little boy lying on Han Qi's shoulder.Then he tied a strand of hair behind his ear, looked at Han Qi's angular face and handed him the list, and at the same time asked a seemingly unintentional question.

"Your brother?"

Han Qi took the courage, his eyes fell lightly on the nurse, and he pursed his lips and smiled awkwardly at the nurse.

Sending the little boy to the ward, after Han Qigang put him on the soft bed, the little boy arched towards the quilt, his little face with red marks was full of satisfaction.

So, this brat transitions seamlessly from coma to sleep, right?

540 yuan, expensive enough.

Han Qi didn't take off his shoes, and when he lay down next to the little boy, his strong and tall body occupied most of the hospital bed.

He hadn't slept for two consecutive nights since returning from the mission to such a toss.

The curtains of the ward were blown up and down by the wind, and the brightness of the moonlight also swayed on the two people on the bed with the rhythm of the wind.

quiet.harmonious……

When Han Qi woke up, he found the little boy's head resting on his chin.And the little boy's saliva wet his collar a lot.

Han Qi moved his body back a little, and the little boy's pink mouth directly pulled out a thread from his neckline.

He stretched out his thumb and wiped the saliva from the little boy's lips.Then he wiped his hands clean with the boy's Chinese tunic suit. Han Qi looked at the boy's clean face and couldn't get up the strength to get up.

The heat source that was attached to it was far away, and the little boy's eyelashes tightened like a small fan.Then he turned half of his body softly, and pressed against Han Qi's chest again.

The soft touch is really good, Han Qi did not avoid it.

With one arm around the boy's waist, the other hand is playing with the boy's long soft hair.

Han Qi inserted his five fingers along the root of the boy's hair.

nice touch...

There was an inexplicable sense of loss when he left his hand, but Han Qi didn't continue because the little boy didn't sleep well.

The little boy rubbed the tip of his nose against Han Qi's loose neckline, as if his nose was itchy.

Could this kid be...

"Ah!"

Han Qi: "..."

The little boy woke up in a daze, and met Han Qi's cold and bluish face.

The crystal saliva sprayed Han Qi's entire chest, but the little boy didn't know it.

Little boy: Yesterday, yesterday...

The little boy watched Han Qi's eyes gradually become rounder, and then rolled around and sat up.

leg……

"It hurts!! Woohoo..."

Han Qi hurriedly pulled the little boy to lie down, pressed his shoulder, his voice was a little bit colder.

"Lie down obediently!"

The little boy looked at the twitching lips trembling, and his moist eyes made the muscles on Han Qi's face tighten.

Han Qi's eyes flickered slightly, and he slightly let go of the hand that was pressing on his shoulder, but his throat rolled unconsciously.

There are some things he doesn't understand.

But if this little guy is a relative of You Chaozhong, even if he likes it, he won't do it. It's not worth it to destroy the current life for a boy.

He had never liked anyone before, and it was the first time his heart was moved.But he didn't think the so-called liking would be such an important thing, maybe after a while, he would get used to seeing this little guy's face, and the so-called feeling would disappear.

Completely letting go of his hand, Han Qi watched the little boy exhale heavily from his nose, his eyes gradually returning to the clarity they used to be.

The nurse stood at the door and knocked, feeling that the atmosphere in the ward was a bit...

Why is this man kneeling on both sides of the patient's waist...

The nurse covered half of her face with the document in her hand.

Ask about the importance of face.

If it had been an ugly man, maybe the nurse would have called the police a long time ago.

But looking at Han Qijianshuo's tall, straight and imaginative back, what the nurse sister thought of was an idol drama about XX.

but……

The gender of the patient seems to be...male...

Er... "Kuuuuu!" Han Qi turned his head.

The nurse sister scratched her jaw with her index finger.

"That...the patient needs a re-examination now, it's convenient..." The nurse glanced at the bed, "Is it..."

During the examination, the little boy cried so much that most of the hospital couldn't survive, but in the end the doctor just said...

"It's okay, I can leave the hospital now."

The old doctor who was over half a century old rubbed the boy's head: "The average person doesn't have such a strong resilience. I really don't know if I should say you are lucky."

Han Qi could tell that there was something in the doctor's words.

The old doctor withdrew his head, straightened his chair and sat down, looked at Han Qi, and opened his mouth after hesitation.

"His leg should have been broken before."

Han Qi looked down at the little boy.

"There should be many times..."

Han Qi felt a sharp pain in his heart, his dark pupils shrank slightly, and his lowered hand trembled.

The doctor observed Han Qi's reaction, and his expression softened a little.

Even with the so-called medical ethics, some things are beyond his control.

Han Qi looked at the innocent boy with his chin resting on the back of the chair and wiping his tears with his sleeve, his throat was so tight that it was astringent.

"Such a painful child, treat him better in the future."

Han Qi looked at the doctor, pursed his thin lips and said nothing.

When Han Qi was about to turn around and go out with the cub, the old doctor behind him spoke.

"Wait a moment……"

Han Qi turned around and watched the old doctor open the drawer and take out something from it.

The old doctor got up, walked up to Han Qi, and spread out his old and loose palms in front of the little boy.

The little boy blinked his eyes with a belch, and blinked the tears in his eyes, and saw clearly what was in his hand, but he didn't know what it was.

"This is, hiccup... what is it?"

The old doctor tore off the wrapping paper and put the contents to the little boy's mouth.

The moment the little boy put it in his mouth, his nimble eyes lit up a little more.

The old doctor smiled lovingly: "Chocolate, haven't you eaten it?"

The little boy shook his head.

"Sweet, sweet, sweeter than a lollipop, hiccup... sweeter than a lollipop."

Han Qi looked at the little brat who was laughing without even drying his tears, and felt a strange feeling in his heart that he really couldn't understand.

When he walked to the door with the little boy, Han Qi turned around and asked one thing.

"What brand is that?"

The old doctor was puzzled.

"What brand of chocolate did you give him just now?"

The old doctor smiled.

"Chocopologie by Knipschildt..."

Han Qi didn't understand this, he just remembered the name and left.

After bringing the little boy to the car, Han Qi didn't rush to start the car, but took out his mobile phone, opened Baidu and entered the word "ChocopologiebyKnipschildt".

then……

ChocopologiebyKnipschildt is a chocolate developed by a Danish chef during a gourmet journey. It is the most expensive chocolate, made of black truffles, Valrhona cocoa and other materials... the price is $2600 per pound.

$2600...

Han Qi stared at the "2600" until the phone's power dropped from 5.00% to [-]%, and then put the phone down when the screen went black.

Is it made of gold?

Damn, pure gold isn't that expensive, is it?

The little boy cocked his injured leg, contented himself with the chocolate in his mouth, and forgot everything.

Han Qi looked through the mirror for a while, put his hand on his forehead for a while, and finally started the car.

By the time we got to the compound, the chocolate in the kid's mouth had already melted away.

When he saw the gate of the compound from the car window, the little brat panicked and grabbed the car door trying to get in.

"No, not going back!"

Han Qi stopped the car less than ten meters away from the compound, stepped directly from the front seat to the back seat, and pulled back the little boy stuck to the window.

"Moving around again, doesn't your leg hurt anymore?"

The little brat was so anxious that the corners of his eyes got wet again, and he didn't care about what Han Qi did to him yesterday, so he grabbed his collar and begged.

"Eat, eat me, don't go back!"

eat……

Han Qi's throat moved again.

Knowing that the brat couldn't mean what he thought.

Han Qi grabbed his hand and asked, "I won't go back yet, I'll take you to have a meal."

I really plan to take him to dinner. The noodle shop he often goes to costs 12 yuan for a bowl of noodles, and 24 yuan for two bowls. He has enough money, and besides, he is hungry.

But when he turned the car half way, You Chaozhong, who came out of the courtyard with a cane, called him to a stop with a howling voice.

"Drop what! Come back quickly!"

The little boy refused, but Han Qi directly pulled him out of the car and sent him to You Chaozhong.

You Chaozhong was so anxious that he poked his cane on the ground.

"Why didn't you answer the phone, you!"

Han Qi: "The phone is out of battery and turned off. General, is there anything urgent?"

You Chaozhong looked at the little brat who was timidly looking behind him, and didn't bother to ask questions.

More than half an hour ago, Fourth Master You called in the courtyard. Before You Chaozhong could be happy, Fourth Master You asked, "What about the brat?"

author_say:

Han Qi: Let me borrow some money.

Liu Dabao: Cheng, Brother Qi, how much do you want to borrow?

then……

A group of brothers chewed dry steamed buns.

Not to say borrow a little! !?