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Xia Cifeng was bluffed by the doctor to sit still and hang a bottle of liquid medicine. The doctor didn't expect that the child was really stupid. He pulled out the needle for Xia Cifeng and asked him to press the cotton swab at the eye of the needle.

Xia Cifeng slowly stood up and asked tentatively, "doctor, can I go?"

With a big wave of his hand, the doctor said, "go, boy."

Xia CI Feng immediately ran away.

"Dad, Dad!"

When Xia Zifeng walked to the door of Xia Nanbo's office with pain, he almost collapsed with a stomachache. Xia Nanbo immediately helped him sit down on the bench beside the door and poured him a cup of warm water for him to drink first.

"Your lips are dry. Drink your mouth, or I'll feel bad."

Xia Cifeng was all absorbed in Sheng Yinzhou's body. He didn't notice that Xia Nanbo was hating him. After drinking a glass of water, he put the paper cup aside, wiped the water on his mouth and asked, "where's that brother just now?"

"Brother?" Xia Nanbo did not know what he was writing before he sat back to his chair. "Do you mean the old man who just went out? Do you forget your old friends

"Who said old man?"

Xia Nanbo retorted with confidence: "it was the brother you said just now."

Xia Cifeng took the cotton swab in his hand and looked at it. When he found that there was no bleeding, he threw the cotton swab into the garbage can. He covered his stomach and went to Xia Nanbo's desk and took two breaths.

"I mean Sheng, yin and Zhou."

"Sheng Yin Zhou?" Seeing Xia Cifeng's face in pain, Xia Nanbo pulled a stool and asked him to sit down. He patted his head, "the child took the medicine and left. What's the matter? Do you know people? "

I prescribed the medicine and left Gone

Xia Zifeng closed his eyes helplessly, and there was no trace of blood on his face and lips. He shook his head and waved his hands powerlessly in front of Xia Nanbo, and the whole person collapsed into the chair.

"What's the matter?"

Seeing the decadent face of Xia Cifeng, Xia Nanbo's curiosity, which had been sleeping for many years, immediately burst out of his seal and occupied his mind.

Xia Cifeng raised his eyebrows and suddenly looked at Xia Nanbo with some heavy eyelids. His desire to talk was pushed back to his throat by the unabashed look on his face.

"No, nothing."

Xia Cifeng closed his mouth and looked away, and decided not to talk to Xia Nanbo.

Xia Nanbo, who wants to hear the story, is not in a hurry. He takes a glance at Sheng Yinzhou's inspection report just now, and continues his work. After a long silence, he pretends to be careless.

"Sheng Yinzhou, ah, Xiaoci, did you play with a friend for two months when you were a child, and then the child left without saying goodbye, and you came to ask us if we knew whose child it was. I remember the child was called In the evening. "

Xia Cifeng pretends to be deaf and silly. When Xia Nanbo pulls his chair and pulls him back, he dodges Xia Nanbo's searching eyes.

"Oh, it seems, I don't remember."

Xia Nanbo thought: "pull, continue to pull, I'm your father, I don't know what you think in your mind. I know if you want to excrete or excrete when you raise your buttocks."

Both father and son pretended to be stupid. Xia Nanbo continued to recall the things when Xia left the wind when he was a child.

"Your mother and I told you at that time that there was no family named Sheng near our house, and the child must have lived nearby. Otherwise, it would not be possible to play with you every day. The child could only come back to his hometown during the summer vacation. As a result, you dragged us to ask us questions for several days. Oh, no, you lied to us at that time. The child was not called shengwan, but Sheng Yinzhou? "

Xia CI Feng rolled his eyes and politely expressed his sarcasm: "ha ha, you have opened a hole in your mind, please make up for it."