The little genius doctor of the age group

Chapter 256

"Don't tell me what?" Shi Qingyuan's voice suddenly appeared at the door, making everyone's hearts jump.

The three people in the room looked over at the same time, and saw Shi Qingyuanhei with a serious face, they must have heard their conversation.

Shi Wangting became nervous.

"Dad, it's nothing, we just chat casually." Shi Zengyue said nervously for a while.

Shi Qingyuan snorted and walked into the room, "I'm not stupid because I'm sick, don't pretend that I don't know anything, just tell me what's going on honestly, don't say I have a way to know."

Looking at Shi Wangting lying on the bed with a bad face, Shi Qingyuan already guessed in his heart, knowing that this would not work, so he wanted to scare them, lest they go too far in the future and use his body as a bully.

Shi Zengyue spoke for Shi Wangting, "Dad may have drunk yesterday and didn't rest well, and the second brother is a little dizzy today. I have already told him, and he also promises that he will take good care of his body in the future!"

"Are you even fainted? What kind of a cherishment!" Shi Qingyuan went straight to the table and picked up Shi Wangting's notebook.

"Dad!" Shi Wangting's face changed drastically and he sat up again, of course, his movements were not as fast as Shi Qingyuan who was standing.

Seeing that Shi Qingyuan picked up the book and was about to tear it up, Shi Wangting turned pale, and howled again, "Dad, please don't touch it!"

"Dad won't stop you from writing stories, but look at what you have made yourself to write stories? You don't cherish your body, and I still love my son! Do you have to kill your life in the end to agree?" Give up?!"

Shi Qingyuan was also determined this time, and the notebook was torn in half.

"Give it back to me, Dad!" Shi Wangting no longer cared about the pain, and he struggled to jump up.

The two patients twisted together.

Suddenly, a slender hand stretched over and snatched away the book that had been torn in two.

Holding half of the volume in one hand, Tao Wenwen ran outside the door.

Now it was the father and son's turn to look at the door, they all looked at each other in blank dismay, no one expected that she would help.

"Give me the brochure, Wen Wen." Shi Qingyuan stretched out his hand and said, "I'm going to skin this brat today, and cut his heart!"

Tao Wenwen shook his head and said solemnly: "This is not possible."

He didn't say anything about it.

Shi Qingyuan thought that she only opened the mouth to protect Shi Wangting, and said forcefully: "This is my order. Don't worry about him getting into trouble with you later. Just give me the notebook and help me get a box of matches." Come on, what if I burn the book in front of him today!"

"It's not very good, but you will regret it, Uncle Shi, after the burning is over!" Tao Wenwen said, holding up the torn notebook to show Shi Qingyuan, keeping a safe distance vigilantly in the middle, and said: "He It was us who wrote it."

The raised book has a picture on one side and dense text on the other.

Qing Yuan didn't look carefully when the writing was unclear from a distance.

It's just that the painting came into view clearly, and it was immediately recognized that they were painted, and there was Tao Wenwen in it.

This kid still has a conscience, although he seems to be at odds with Tao Wenwen, he still treats her as a family.

Tao Wenwen in the painting is full of smiles, she is happy and everyone is happy too.

When Shi Qingyuan looked at the painting, his mood improved a little, and he didn't get angry again, but he still said seriously: "No matter who is writing it, it is wrong not to cherish your body!"

(End of this chapter)