Milk Tuan is four and a half years old, and his seven brothers dote on him vigorously

Chapter 90 You lied to me?
After Mianmian was injured, Li Beichen asked her to temporarily suspend her studies at home and wait for her body to recuperate before going back.

He also moved the office from the company back to his home, and he guarded Mian Mian every day, almost inseparable.

"Brother, when will you be okay?" Mianmian lay on the sofa, playing with the Lego in front of her, she still couldn't fit a key part of her friend.

She had been watching her brother for a while, he hadn't moved from his chair for two hours.

Li Beichen raised his eyes, put down the documents in his hands, got up and walked in front of her, holding her injured hand: "It's time, it's time to take the medicine."

Mianmian let out an oh, and explained again: "Brother, I'm really fine!"

"Don't worry about it."

Li Beichen applied the medicine seriously, and Mianmian never said a word of pain to him from the beginning to the end, but the horrific wound was real.

"Aren't you afraid of leaving scars?" Li Beichen looked at her seriously after tidying up the wound, with sullen eyes still in his eyes.

Mianmian became wilted in an instant, she only cared about saving her mother that day, and later thought that Master had given her so many powerful abilities, so she didn't take these things to heart.

When her brother said that, she felt a little sad.

"No, it doesn't look good."

Li Beichen said solemnly: "Then don't take risks in the future, now take the medicine every day, and my brother will find a way to keep you from leaving scars."

Mianmian until Li Beichen was beating herself. Ever since her master gave her so many powerful abilities, she was indeed too complacent.

"I know my brother."

Li Beichen's brows softened, why was he willing to be so strict with Mianmian?
"Okay, what do you want for lunch?"

Mianmian became interested, holding Li Beichen's arm and muttering: "Roasted duck, smoked chicken, Songhua belly, assorted su pan, sweet-scented osmanthus red bean balls, green bean curd rice wine."

The smile on the corner of Li Beichen's mouth grew stronger, and his sweet and charming voice echoed in his ears. He deeply felt that the little girl he picked up had grown up slowly.

"Then brother asked the kitchen to cook for you."

Mianmian's eyes widened: "You have to do all of this!"

She just imitated the blind report on TV.

Li Beichen said dotingly: "You can eat whatever you want."

"Hey, brother is so nice."

With Li Beichen by her side, Mianmian doesn't feel lonely at all.

He treated her wound with the best wound tissue restructuring medicine at home and abroad, at a high price of several thousand yuan per milliliter.

But Mianmian's wound recovered faster than the doctor predicted.

In just three days, the wound had scabbed and fallen off, and the skin on the wound even returned to its original state overnight.

In the morning, Mianmian sat on the bed and stared blankly at her hands.

"These are too fast!" Mianmian exclaimed, and whispered to the void: "Master, is it you?"

An old deep voice appeared: "Apart from Master, who else?"

Mianmian was overjoyed, Master was really kind to her.

Now my brother can rest assured.

Mianmian got off the bed, impatient to show her brother her healed hands, but Li Beichen's reaction was joyful and somewhat inquisitive.

"Mianmian, there are some things that my brother is very curious about."

There are too many curious things about Mianmian.

Sitting in his arms, she smelled the nice smell of his collar: "What's the matter?"

"Did you meet any strange things, or strange people before?" Li Beichen said very cryptically.

After thinking about it carefully for a while, Mianmian could guess what her brother was curious about.

"Does brother think that I am different from normal people?"

Li Beichen narrowed his eyes slightly, and held her face: "You are better than everyone else."

Mianmian chuckled, even though her brother was praising her, she still couldn't confess her master.

"I don't know either. In fact, Mianmian also finds it very strange. It's just that I often dream of an old man in strange clothes in my dreams. He will teach me a lot of things!"

Li Beichen frowned, "For example, cure diseases and exorcise evil spirits?"

Mian Mian nodded heavily: "That's right!"

"Brother knows." Li Beichen rubbed her head.

I never believed in these things, but everything that happened to Mianmian couldn't be explained by science.

Although Mianmian now possesses special skills that can protect himself and those around him, he needs 100% guarantee that Mianmian will be safe and healthy all his life.

"Brother, I want to go back to school." Mianmian played with her palm, indicating that she was fine.

It's really comfortable to have her brother with her these few days at home, but she wants to be like everyone else.

"Okay." Li Beichen ordered the housekeeper to greet the school.

The teacher was also surprised by the news that Mianmian came back so soon.

"Has Mianmian's injury healed?"

If anything happened at school, no one would dare to guarantee the Li family.

The housekeeper smiled and returned to the head teacher: "Don't worry, the lady is fine, and I need to trouble you to take care of her next."

After several confirmations, the head teacher was relieved.

Mianmian carried her schoolbag and went to school as usual.

"You're here!" Mian Mian blurted out in surprise when she saw Yan Zisong as soon as she entered the classroom.

With a smile on the corner of Yan Zisong's mouth, he pushed the seat for Mianmian: "Yeah, I'm back."

Mian Mian casually threw the schoolbag to him: "How many days have you been away, and you still know how to come back?"

"Last time the teacher said that you have to suspend school this semester."

Yan Zisong took the textbook out of the schoolbag for her and put it away, while retorting: "Don't you have to take a break from school for a long time and come back after only three days?"

As he said that, Yan Zisong's eyes fell on her hand: "How is your hand?"

Mian Mian could see the concern in his eyes, but this man just couldn't speak well.

"What's none of your business?" Mianmian took back her schoolbag and put it back in the drawer.

Yan Zisong had no choice but to say, "I'm concerned with you, I didn't mean to argue with you."

Mianmian turned her head and looked at him a few times.

After not seeing him for a while, Yan Zisong seemed to have changed a bit, but he couldn't tell what had changed.

His eyes looked much older than before, like a little old man.

Sometimes I can't even see the emotion in his eyes.

This look is very similar to my brother.

"My brother blocked the news about my injury, how did you know?" Mianmian suddenly approached, her tone seemed to be interrogative.

Yan Zisong turned his head away, and said calmly, "I saw it on the news."

"Impossible!" Mianmian was very sure: "My brother has arranged for all the news agencies to not allow me to be reported."

"Yan Zisong, you lied to me!" Mianmian's eyes were really sad.

Yan Zisong immediately shook his head: "No."

He was silent for a while, and the expression on his head made people feel indifferent and strange.

Mianmian was stunned for a while: "What's wrong?"

(End of this chapter)