Domineering baby: I want this daddy

[261 identical faces]

"Hello! Excuse me! I am the tenant who came to visit this afternoon, Yan Xiaoyu! I seem to have forgotten my things here. Excuse me, can you open the door and let me go in and look for it..."

Xiaoyu patted on the door, shouting embarrassingly at the top of his voice, leaning his face against the series of explanations by the door, but he patted for 5 minutes, and there was no response.

"Obviously the lights are on..." Ms. Yan struggled, she glanced at the room from the window, thinking whether she should go to the window or not, after all, the three hours that Master Tou asked for was getting closer and closer. It's getting closer, she doesn't want to be abused by Master Tou when she returns late without taking leave...

Just as he was thinking about what to do just now, the white painted wooden door clicked, slowly revealing a pair of eyes.

Then came a cheek full of freckles and an expressionless face.

"Hello, my things..." Xiaoyu opened his mouth to say his request, but was interrupted by the grim nanny, "Just now, the lady was changing clothes, so the door opened late, sorry, Miss Yan, please come in , our lady welcomes you."

"Miss Jane?" Xiaoyu paused, and before she could speak, she felt a cold hand on her arm, pulling her into the room, and the piece of skin she was touched was like a piece of flesh caught in the ice and snow. The sand is polished, rough and cold, making people tremble unconsciously.

Xiaoyu shuddered, and before he had time to resist, he was pulled into the house. After standing still, he saw that the house was tidy and tidy. On the way, I could only see a human dent on the sofa, which seemed to have been sat on by someone just a few minutes ago.

The little fish took two steps forward, and found that the room was filled with a very strong aroma of essential oils. This kind of richness made people feel uncomfortable, because it was so thick that it made people feel that they could not breathe, as if they were deliberately covering up Another flavor.

And when she saw many bottles and cans and Chinese medicinal materials on the table in front of the sofa, she understood in her heart and no longer doubted anything.

The nanny brought the coffee. It was the same cup she used in the afternoon. It was washed very clean, as if it were new. The brown coffee floated in the white cup, and the smoke curled up. I took a sip and it tasted very good. In the nose, somewhat drowsy.

When Yan Xiaoyu took a sip of the freshly brewed coffee and wanted to feel that the nanny's skills were soaring, she heard footsteps coming from behind, very slow but steady.

"Is it Miss Yan?"

A pleasant female voice sounded behind her, crisp, soft, with a slight smile, and approachable.

Xiaoyu put down his coffee, turned his face away, suddenly, he was shocked there, opened his eyes wide, and even for a moment, he even forgot to breathe, stuck in his chest——

Because, she saw two faces... two, exactly the same face.

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"Aunt An, I want to go to the playground."

"Aunt An, I want to eat ice cream."

"Aunt An, why don't I go shopping with you..."

Song Qingtian hugged the puppet and sat on the sofa looking at Aunt An Yi who was dispensing the medicine with a needle in her hand. She begged pitifully, "Aunt An, can you stop the injection..."

"No." No matter how much you dote on Xiao Qingtian, when it comes to illness and medical skills, Dr. An will always return to the ghost-faced style, and let you act cute and beg for mercy. No one can persuade you, "draw blood It is necessary, and a full-body examination is also necessary. Sunny, you haven’t taken your medicine properly in the past few months, and even the most basic examination has escaped a lot. Since you were born, I promise to be responsible for your body and daily life. Medication care, I will never allow myself to fail in that regard."

Aunt An spoke uprightly, and Xiao Qingtian was speechless immediately.

It's not that she's ignorant, and it's not that she is afraid of pain, it's just that she hates herself who surrenders to drugs and has to surrender because of everyone's care and love and the impatience of reality.

He didn't take medicine for several months, because he wanted to make himself forget that Song Qingtian was a medicine jar.

She escaped the inspection several times in a row to let herself get used to it. She can also be a normal person like other children.

"Aunt An..." Xiao Qingtian puffed up her cheeks, picked up the doll to cover her cheeks, and only showed a pair of flawless and pitiful big eyes, "Aunt An, wait until the sunny day lasts for five months before checking, okay... Last time I was forced to interrupt by Daddy and Mummy for three months, this time, I want to make a breakthrough and improve..."

She doesn't want to rely on drugs forever, and also wants to make herself stronger, no longer the fragile glass doll and palm treasure in everyone's eyes.

An Yi was stunned for a moment when she heard Qingtian's words, looked at her pleading eyes like a puppy, stopped inexplicably, and stood there, wondering if she should continue—although it was arranged by Xiaotou before she left. work, but...

Children who are too strong are always easy to be pitied, which makes them even more unbearable.

And this kind of strength also happened to remind her of a person.

That person, at that time, was still a teenager. Every year, when he suffered from residual headaches due to the memory chip implanted in his brain, he would always stay in the bedroom alone, neither eating nor drinking, not speaking, not even talking. Any movement, just sitting quietly in the corner, enduring, suffering.

She always thought that the symptoms of the sequelae were very mild, because the boy could endure it so calmly, so it would not hurt much.

It wasn't until she was called back to the headquarters for an incident that she saw Shi Shi, who was less than ten years old, lose consciousness due to the pain of a headache, that she realized that the pain caused by this memory chip was unimaginable for ordinary people.

She tried her best, rummaged through medical classics, and searched for various treatment methods for post-operative pain caused by viral surgery. After a few days and nights, she finally found a way to relieve pain. Although the effect was not great, at least it made the little stone The recovery of sober consciousness reduces the possibility of dying in a coma.

'I think this sequelae will become more painful every time as time goes on. '

Before sending her on the plane back to Bai Yue, Shi Shi explained to her, "When I was eight years old, the pain I could feel was very slight. When I was nine years old, it could gradually affect my thinking; Totally took my consciousness away. '