Be silly, the top actor has been secretly in love with me for 3000 years!

Even an adult and strong man like Eusta has passed out long ago.

And the little boy was able to persevere to the end, his perseverance has to be admired.

Cang Ming's eyes were full of interest, recalling the cruel look in the boy's eyes when he passed out.

It's a good seed...

He stomped out the cigarette and knelt down to check the baby in the boy's arms.

But even if the little boy fainted, he still hugged his sister tightly.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt her, let go, you want her to live, right?"

Cang Ming rubbed the little boy's head and comforted him.

As if hearing his words, the little boy let go of his hand.

He took the baby quickly to examine.

The little girl's breath was very weak, she already exhaled a lot of air, and breathed in less, her entire face was bruised and purple.

"Alec, get out of here!"

Cang Ming let out a loud roar.

"Here, come, don't shout, what, you handle Eusta with care, he is my baby."

Alec was reluctant to let go, and walked towards him quickly while explaining to everyone.

After checking it, his expression also became serious.

The organs of newborn babies are very fragile, and Eustace's fall could directly kill the baby.

Fortunately, he came!

Otherwise, this little girl will never be saved!

"My medicine chest."

He growled without turning his head.

Frank quickly brought the bulky medicine box over.

Opening the medicine box, he took out the syringe, drew a third of the liquid, and quickly injected it into the baby's body.

"I have to leave first. The equipment here is not enough. Fortunately, I just used anesthesia. If I really used poison, I would be powerless."

He murmured and got up with the baby in his arms.

"me and you together."

Cang Ming glanced at the scarred little boy, leaned over and picked him up.

The little boy woke up again and found himself lying on an extremely clean single bed.

"younger sister!"

He sat up on the bed in a panic.

"woke up?"

Cang Ming, who was sitting on the sofa processing the documents, put down the documents in his hand, raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

"My sister, where is my sister!"

The little boy asked excitedly.

"I'm sorry... Her world is separate from yours."

Cang Ming's eyes flashed a hint of evil, and he lowered his voice and said seriously.

Immediately printed in the little boy's mind were the words yin and yang separated.

Dou Da's tears fell instantly.

"Take me...to see her!"

He stubbornly wiped away the tears, choked up and said to Cang Ming.

"Well, you'd better be mentally prepared."

Cang Ming suppressed a smile and nodded, looking solemn and got up.

The little boy softly followed him and left the room.

His mind was occupied by sadness, and he didn't care about looking at the surrounding environment at all, and just followed him like a ghost all the way.

Soon, the two came to another room.

Sayaka Yoshikawa, Park Zhiyu, Boone and others were all there.

They gathered in front of a glass dome, and the atmosphere was joyous.

"She smiled, she smiled, so cute!"

"Ah... I feel like I'm healed, Angel, she's a little angel!"

"She has the same blue eyes as the boss. If she is the boss's child, she must be very cute!"

"What are you thinking? Friends are infinitely good, but you can't have children. You don't want to see the descendants of the boss in this life."

……

"Cough cough."

Cang Ming coughed.

Everyone hurriedly shut up, and turned around with a smile: "Boss, you are here, yo, the little one is awake?"

He still vividly remembered how he protected the little baby before he fell into a coma. When they saw him, everyone immediately dispersed so that he could see the cutie in the incubator.

Surrounded by sadness, the little boy was caught off guard by his sister who was waving her fists and short legs and giggling at him in the incubator, and she was stunned.

With tears still in his eyes, he fell to the ground with a thud, crying and laughing at the same time, he glared at Cang Ming and asked, "Liar, didn't you say that our yin and yang are separated!"

Cang Ming scratched his head guiltily, "Fart, I didn't say that, I just said that your world is now separated from hers, and she can't get out of the incubator, isn't it just separated!"

little boy:"……"

Everyone: "..."

The boss is really too shady, he even cheated on the little kid, and he shed tears of sympathy for him.

"Thank you for saving my sister and me!"

The little boy was well educated by his mother and was very polite.

He changed from kneeling to kneeling, and reverently kowtowed three times to everyone present.

Everyone has seen too many children who are suffering.

But he still couldn't help but feel sorry for the child.

Thinking of his mother, everyone looked at Cang Ming helplessly.

"I brought your mother's body back too, do you want to go and see it?"

Speaking of his mother, the little boy flinched, and after a long silence, he nodded solemnly.

The reason why Cang Ming deliberately led him to make him think that something happened to his sister was also to allow him to face his mother more calmly.

All the way in silence, the little boy followed him to the morgue.

This is the base's morgue, but not every mercenary can return here.

Many of their compatriots died on the battlefield or during missions.

And they didn't even have the chance to bring back their corpses.

Pulling open one of the freezers, the body of the boy's mother appeared.

Her face was still beautiful, and she was as quiet as if she had fallen asleep.

But the bruises on her neck indicated that she would never wake up again.

The little boy clenched his hands into fists, suppressing his collapse, not wanting to show his timidity in front of outsiders.

Cang Ming hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand to rub his head.

"I'll wait for you outside, say goodbye to her for the last time."

Step by step, he walked out of the morgue.

'Pa-ta--'

The door was closed, blocking the scene inside, but it couldn't block the heart-piercing cries of the little boy.

"Mother... Mother..."

Cang Ming outside the door leaned his back against the cold wall, with complicated thoughts, took out a cigarette and lit it slowly.

"You are so kind, you will definitely go to heaven... I will remember what you said, try to be a good person, don't worry, I will take good care of my sister, let her grow up without any worries... Mother, I want to go Now, don't worry about me, and don't worry about your sister either."

The little boy whimpered, knelt down in front of his mother's body, and kowtowed three times.

With a slender wrist, he pushed back the freezer. He wiped away the tears on his face, took three deep breaths, and walked out.

"Thank you, sir...can you lend me some money, I want to bury my mother..."

He stood in front of Cang Ming with his head down, and asked in a low voice, his tone was very weak.

He is afraid, afraid of being rejected.

He has nothing, without the help of this gentleman, he would not even have the money to buy a mat for his mother...

"What's your name?"

Cang Ming asked lightly, smoking a cigarette.

"Nolan Morrison, my name is Nolan Morrison... Morrison is my dead father's last name!"

The little boy smiled brightly, and said with tears in his eyes.

"Nolan, do you... want revenge?"

Cang Ming looked at him with burning eyes, and asked in a deep voice.