Act like a spoiled brat in the arms of the paranoid master Yao

Chapter 95
Thunder and lightning, wind and rain.

There are no villages in front, no shops behind, no cars, and no people. The world seems to be quiet.

In the emptiness, there were heart-piercing shouts and occasional whispers, as if whispering——

"Mom...! Mom, wake up... can you talk to me? Mom...!!!"

"Is there anyone? Is there anyone...? Can someone come and help me...!"

"Mom, I can't find my way back, what should I do? Tell me, okay? You said you would take me home...you said, you can't break your promise, shall we go home?"

"..."

"Mother--!"

Lan Xiaobao, who was sleeping, suddenly woke up with a dense cold sweat on his forehead.

When he just woke up, he was still a little confused, not knowing where he was.

In a daze, she was embraced by a pair of slender hands, and a hand on the back was patting gently, as if to comfort her.

The familiar fragrance wafted from his nostrils, making Lan Xiaobao, whose mind was still a little cloudy, even more unable to distinguish dreams from reality.

He sniffed greedily, and then wrapped his small hands tightly around the woman's waist, as if afraid that she would disappear in the next second.

Si Lan lowered his eyelashes slightly, looking at the child's seemingly insecure appearance, his heart ached slightly as if he had been pricked by a needle.

I don't know how long it has passed, Lan Xiaobao still hasn't let go of his hand, and he doesn't even know that the door of the room has been opened.

"Hey——, haven't you hugged enough? It's not too late to hug after breakfast, and I won't run away."

Fu Xiao's voice recalled Lan Xiaobao's thoughts.

He first looked towards the door, and what he saw was a man leaning lazily on the door frame.

It was also a person he was familiar with, the person who didn't look like a doctor at all but had superb medical skills, and he was also his Uncle Fu.

In the muddle, there seems to be a little clarity.

After waking up from the dream, an unbelievable feeling filled his chest.

If it wasn't a dream, then the person holding him at this moment...

Turning his head back stiffly, he looked up slowly. It was the pretty face he was all too familiar with, and it was his princess.

This is real!

"Mother?"

Lan Xiaobao couldn't believe it was true, so he called her cautiously and tentatively.

Si Lan showed a slight smile, patted the little guy's head, and replied softly, "I'm here."

"You... are you okay?"

Lan Xiaobao looked at her, his big eyes were blinking, and his thick and curly eyelashes fluttered like a small fan.

Si Lan: "Yes."

Lan Xiaobao looked at her for a long time, as if he didn't want to believe it, he asked again: "...Really, really?"

Si Lan replied patiently: "Yes."

Fu Xiao couldn't stand the sticky force, strode over, grabbed the little guy by the back collar, and dragged him out: "Get up quickly."

Lan Xiaobao narrowed his eyes slightly: Uncle Fu, you are finished!
Si Lan got out of bed, washed up, changed his clothes, and when he went out, the little guy had already been pushed on the dining table.

Seeing her come out, Lan Xiaobao called out crisply: "Mom."

Si Lan went over and sat down beside him.

After breakfast, Si Lan had to enter the research room again.

Lan Xiaobao's face suddenly collapsed, and he looked at Fu Xiao: "Didn't you say it's ready? Why do you want to go in?"

Fu Xiao: "It's just a simple activity, but it hasn't been completely cleared, and it will take some time."

Lan Xiaobao pursed her lips, took Si Lan's hand, and said sensiblely: "Mom, I'll wait for you to come out."

Si Lan squatted down with a smile, and kissed the side of his cheek: "Good boy."

Lying on that special bed, Si Lan looked at the sleeping woman on the other side, thinking of what Fu Xiao said when he woke up last night.

This virus needs to enter the body through a wound, so the biggest possibility is after Anhao was rescued last time.

At first I thought this was a cute and straightforward woman, but unexpectedly, her thoughts were so evil and cruel.

Using oneself as a medium is to harm a rival in love.

Even if someone was harmed in the end, her own life would have been ruined.

It's impossible for her not to know this, knowing it, and taking the risk of such a person, Si Lan thinks, it's quite admirable.

Regardless of the danger of his own life, just to achieve a certain purpose, this is a lunatic!
"What are you thinking?" Fu Xiao walked over with the needle in hand, and saw her staring at the vicious woman next to her in a daze.

Si Lan returned to his senses, looked at the ceiling, and seemed to murmur, "I'm thinking, there are really crazy people in this world who want to die."

Fu Xiao raised his eyebrows: "Don't tell me, are you sympathizing with her?"

"You're thinking too much." Si Lan said, her tone became a little bit ruthless, "She killed me and made Xiaobao live in fear at such a young age. During this time, she lost so much weight. In this way There is nothing to sympathize with."

Seeing that she didn't seem to be lying, the worries hidden in Fu Xiao's heart disappeared a little.

After the injection, Si Lan fell into a coma.

Fu Xiao went in every hour to check her physical signs, and then made a record.

And every time after the inspection, when he walked out of the research room, he would be tortured by the little guy.

At the beginning, I explained it to him seriously, but then I just said "it's getting better and better" and dismissed it.

Of course, this is just what he thinks he wants to pass.

In fact, how could the little guy be fooled so easily.

After hearing the perfunctory answer again, Lan Xiaobao finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He stared at Fu Xiao with a very suspicious look.

As a doctor, he often receives various questions from the family members of patients. Fu Xiao can calmly deal with the difficult family members.

No matter when, he followed his consistent principle-don't pay attention.

He is only responsible for performing operations and researching diseases. As for dealing with family members, it is never within the scope of his duties.

Generally speaking, those things are handled by assistants.

And because of this attitude, people once doubted whether he had the ability to cure diseases and save lives.

Therefore, after working in the industry for many years, I have received skeptical eyes and received so many that I can't count them.

Facing those, he has always sneered.

But at this moment, he couldn't tell what kind of feeling he felt in the face of the suspicious gaze of the little guy he was watching grow up.

It just... feels like a headache.

However, he didn't have the patience to ask him to explain those similar problems to a little guy over and over again.

He had every reason to suspect that this kid was sent by heaven to torture him.

So in the end, every time he came out of the laboratory, whenever he saw the little guy, he would say, "Baby, Uncle Fu is tired. If you have anything to say, I'll ask later."

Then lay the corpse on the sofa.

Wen Yan had something to leave temporarily, and after Si Lan's situation stabilized, he gradually transferred the matter in hand to Fu Xiao.

Therefore, even if Lan Xiaobao was dissatisfied with his attitude, he didn't dare to do anything.

After all, now, he is the only one who treats his mother. If he has something, what will my mother do?
It was precisely because of this that Fu Xiao was so presumptuous.

Without the entanglement of the little guy, he was much more relaxed.

At night, when Si Lan woke up, Lan Xiaobao took her to ask questions.

It all boiled down to one thing, worrying about her body.

The meaning of each question is similar, and Si Lan will answer seriously, even if the answers are similar, she will not see any perfunctory.

With such a comparison, Lan Xiaobao disliked Fu Xiao even more.

So I did something that I used to do when I was young - sue!
After dinner, the mother and son took a walk in the backyard.

Lan Xiaobao held Si Lan's hand tightly, walked for a while, and then said, "Mom, I think Uncle Fu has changed."

Si Lan asked curiously, "What changed?"

Lan Xiaobao was not very happy, and his tone was a little low: "He doesn't seem to like me very much...Mom, does he have other babies outside, and he starts to dislike me?"

"..." This made Si Lan hesitate for a while, and then he did not understand where the little guy got these remarks, "Why do you ask?"

"He has no patience with me at all. When I ask him things, he always ignores his answers and often puts on an impatient look. He was not like this before. He never called me little baby anymore. It's always a little guy, a brat screaming..."

The cool evening wind blew, blowing up Si Lan's long hair, and his son kept scolding in his ears.

After talking a lot, Lan Xiaobao blinked her shining eyes and asked for approval: "Mom, do you also think he has changed his mind?"

Si Lan thought it was funny.

How could she not know that these are the exaggerated words of the little guy.

Fu Xiao was busy with research all day long, and was tired, so it was normal that he didn't want to deal with the little guy's boring problems.

However, after meeting Xiaobao's shining gaze, she said against her will: "When I have a chance, I'll ask him. See if there are other little babies out there who stole his heart and let him snub our little treasure." .”

"Okay." Lan Xiaobao lowered his head slightly, the arc of his small mouth raised upwards.

Of course he knew that Uncle Fu would not have other babies outside, but he was very happy to see his mother's unreasonable belief.

And... Uncle Fu is so impatient, he doesn't want to answer anything he asks.

hum...!
This is all he asked for.

Next, the mother and son did not speak for a while.

Lan Xiaobao obviously sensed that Si Lan had something on his mind.

After thinking about it, he still asked, "Mom, are you worried about Uncle Li?"

"...Hmm." Si Lan didn't hide his thoughts, "Does Xiaobao know where he went?"

After waking up too late last night, I went to sleep directly after washing up. I had breakfast this morning and entered the research room. After that, I fell into a coma, and I didn't have this free time until night.

She didn't ask, and no one took the initiative to tell her what happened during this period.

Lan Xiaobao dragged her into the pavilion, sat down, and then slowly began to tell:
"When you were in City C, you suddenly had a high fever. At first you thought it was an ordinary illness, but later found out that it was not. Uncle Li rushed back from another city and brought back some research materials. Grandpa asked us to bring you back , Uncle Li arranged for a private jet.

"When he got here, he began to wait for the results like me, every day. After a while, Mr. Li sent someone to look for him or that bad woman. Either way, it would affect your illness, so Uncle Li took the initiative Go out here, show up on the other side, and be brought back to Li's house."

"After he went back, he lost contact with me. I don't know how his situation is." Lan Xiaobao was a little frustrated. Mr. Li is well, don't read."

Si Lan was silent for a while before asking: "Your grandfather said, what did he do?"

"No." Lan Xiaobao shook his head, "Grandpa told Uncle Fu some things when he left. I don't know where he went."

Si Lan: "It's okay."

The master left at this time, what did he find?
Or is there something else behind this virus?

A cool evening breeze blew, Lan Xiaobao stood up: "Mom, let's go back, you didn't bring a coat, the wind is a bit cold, be careful to get sick."

"Okay." Si Lan took his little hand and said, "Let's go back."

She looked up at the sky, and asked in her heart: Li Xuyao, what are you doing right now?
Back in the room, what I saw was Fu Xiao leaning on the sofa without any image...playing games.

"Uncle Fu?" Hearing the familiar game sound, Lan Xiaobao looked at him in surprise, "Have you been possessed by something?"

Fu Xiao ignored it and continued with the operation.

Lan Xiaobao looked at Si Lan beside him, with a small appearance, as much aggrieved as he wanted, as if to say: Mom, look, Uncle Fu really doesn't love me anymore, and he doesn't care what I say.

"..." Si Lan raised his eyebrows, then took Lan Xiaobao back to the room, and said as he walked, "Your Uncle Fu may be a little stressed and needs to decompress, you don't need to talk to him, he will be fine in a few days. "

Lan Xiaobao was puzzled: "Why will it be better in a few days? Will there be no pressure in a few days?"

"Well." Si Lan said, "There are always a few days every month when you have a convulsion, you take a bath first, and then go to bed early. During this time, the flesh on your little face has lost weight, so you have to eat and sleep well. Make it up."

Lan Xiaobao: "Does mom like the flesh on my face?"

Si Lan brought him into the bathroom, pinched his face: "I like it, you can see that there is no meat left after pinching."

Lan Xiaobao immediately said: "Then I'll grow back as soon as possible, and then let my mother pinch it, okay?"

"it is good."

Si Lan filled the water for him, tested the temperature of the water, and when he saw it was suitable, he went out and brought him pajamas in, and put it where he usually put it.

"Can I wash myself?"

Lan Xiaobao nodded: "Yes."

Si Lan pinched his face again before leaving the bathroom.

When she came to the living room, Fu Xiao had already closed the game, and she asked curiously, "When did you start playing the game?"

In the past few years we have known each other, I have never seen Fu Xiao play a game.

Fu Xiao smiled, obviously overheard their conversation just now: "Isn't this a lot of pressure recently, for decompression?"

"..." Si Lan didn't show any face, and exposed him, "In that case, it's fine to lie to Xiaobao, do you think I will believe it?"

Fu Xiao shrugged: "That's the truth, if you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do about it."

(End of this chapter)