I am Lapland’s rat!

Wu Xian took one step ahead of Du Qiao and rushed in through the slightly opened door. Then his eyes hurriedly glanced in the direction of the hospital bed, wanting to see which goddess could take in this kid Silla——

what.

But things were different than he imagined.

There is only one bed in the white ward, and the slightly cold light shines through the large glass window with good lighting. Although it is still raining, the heater against the wall exudes a comfortable warmth.

On the hospital bed is the familiar brown-haired Luper kid. Silla's hair is messy, and the blood color on his face is not very obvious. The part below the neck is covered under the quilt, and the exposed shoulders and arms are Padded with gauze pieces.

On a table next to the bed, there was a warm kettle, which was rare in Syracuse.There are various things crowded next to the kettle, such as insulated lunch boxes, plastic bags, chocolate boxes, alcohol and towels;

On another table were piled a few pieces of loose clothes and trousers, and a pair of dishes and chopsticks piled next to them.

A middle-aged black-haired Luper man in simple clothes just walked out of the toilet, holding a white urinal in his hand;

The one with the cheerful female voice was a middle-aged Wolper woman with brown hair.Her skin is well maintained, with only a few crow's feet around her eyes proving her age.

When Wu Xian and Du Qiao walked into the room, the Luper man wearing a black coat and gray sweater was still talking:

"...Why are you so anxious to get out of bed? How old are you? What's wrong with daddy helping you to pee?"

Chapter 196 Why not an orphan!

Wu Xian was briefly shocked by the scene before him:

“What, it turns out that Silla is not an orphan?”

He always thought that Silla had no father or mother!

The result is now...

"...It's not like you asked your mother to pee for you. Why are you, a grown man, so shy?"

The middle-aged Luper man was still mumbling as he walked out of the toilet.

"Okay, old Ians!"

The brown-haired Wolper woman sitting by the bed saw that her son's face was about to turn as black as coal, and quickly stopped her husband from adding more black history to Ciro:

"Look, Xiao Ciro's colleagues came to see him!"

At the door, Du Qiao was holding a paper bag of condolences, standing there as straight as a javelin, his face expressionless, only the corners of his eyes were not obedient.

"..."

"Oh, it's true!" The middle-aged Luper man known as Old Ians looked up and when he saw Du Qiao, his expression immediately became a little embarrassed.

He coughed lightly, put down the white urinal in his hand as if nothing had happened, then wiped his little hand on the back of his pants with nowhere to rest, and walked forward with a smile on his face:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Duccio, how are you today?"

Ducci also stretched out his hand as if he was relieved, shook hands with Old Ians with his head slightly lowered, and showed a calm smile:

"I'm doing well. Mr. Ians, just call me Duccio."

"Well, okay, okay. This is the etiquette that members of Saluzzo should have."

Old Ians shook hands with Ducci, obviously very satisfied:

"Xiao Siro, look at you, you don't know how to imitate others."

From the position of the hospital bed, Silla heard the first weak cry of the day:

"Dad, I'm 24 years old!"

"Isn't he your father at the age of 24?" Mrs. Ians, who was sitting by the bed, tapped Siro's forehead with her finger dissatisfied. Then she stood up with a smile, walked to Duccio, and talked with him. Du Qiao exchanged pleasantries for a while.

In the shadow below the door, Wu Xian looked up at the three people chatting and blinked.

Only then did he recover from his surprise.

To be honest, he always thought Silla was the kind of orphan whose parents both died!

After all, he works so hard as a connector, leaving early and coming back late all day long. At first glance, it seems that he is devoted entirely to Saluzzo's family business, and there is no model member of his own family!

Although Wu Xian has basically never seen what the families of Saluzzo members look like, in his opinion, Ciro, who has an out-of-touch personality, is the one least likely to have a family.

And as a quasi-senior family rat, he knew that according to the "order of Syracuse"——

——In other words, according to the law of silence, people engaged in family activities should not tell family secrets to their parents, children, partners, or brothers and sisters!

But the Luper man in front of him, whom Ducci called "Mr. Ians", Ciro's father, actually casually said the name "Saluzzo"——

For those who don’t know, you might think that Saluzzo is the brand name of some listed company!

When Wu Xian was still in a daze, he suddenly heard Silla continuing to shout in a weak voice from the other side of the hospital bed:

"Ducci, what are you doing here? Didn't you agree to call before coming? Where's the lady?"

Ducci turned his head and didn't reply for a while.

Wu Xian shook his beard, thought for a moment, and then jumped out of the shadows.

He ran two steps on the ground, jumped directly, climbed onto Silla's hospital bed, and ran directly to a position where everyone could see it!

Then, the first to bear the brunt——

"Ah ah!!!"

Mrs. Ian's scream was deafening.

"Old Ians, there's a mole beast here!"

Old Ians obviously saw Wu Xian, and he stared at Wu Xian fiercely, looking at Wu Xian who was pulling at the end of Silla's bed, like an old father who saw something pure being defiled: "Fuck, Damn it!"

Well, he was the old father.

"Don't let it get on the bed!"

"You don't need to say it!"

Old Ians took three steps at a time and rushed towards Wu Xian. His speed was unusually fast, not like a normal middle-aged man at all!

"--and many more!"

"——Dad!"

Duccio and Silla spoke at the same time, but neither of them succeeded in stopping Old Ians' movement. Old Ians arrived in front of the hospital bed almost instantly, and then struck Wu Xian on the bed frame at the end of the bed with a knife. Hit it on the head!

"I'm super?! Ha, you're so wet!"

Fortunately, Du Qiao breathed a sigh of relief that Wu Xian did not lose his concentration even if he was in a bad mood. Before Ians' hand knife hit his head, he ducked down and avoided the impact caused by the hand knife. Due to wind pressure, he jumped to the floor.

boom!

But the wooden bed frame under Wu Xian was not so lucky.

After Wu Xian avoided it, Old Ian's knife continued unabated and struck heavily on the raised shelf at the end of the hospital bed. The shelf smoothly made a very clear breaking sound——

With a snap, the wooden frame broke like a shattered fracture, and sawdust flew everywhere!

The force of the knife was even transmitted to the bed board below, causing a deep crack to spread directly from the top to the foot of the bed!

At this time, Silla, who was lying on the bed, also said "ouch", obviously the wound was hurt by the shock.

"Avoided?!" Old Ians raised his knife as if nothing was wrong. He turned around and found Wu Xian who was hiding on the other side of the ward and looking at him, with a look of surprise on his face.

Although he only used three points of force in this strike, it was definitely not something that an ordinary flying beast could avoid!

At this time, the corners of his fur coat that had been raised due to his quick movements slowly fell down under the influence of gravity. Old Ians wanted to chase Wu Xian again, but Du Qiao behind him grabbed his arm: "Wait a minute. , Mr. Ians!”

"What are you waiting for? If you don't catch that guy, the mole beast will escape -"

Old Ian didn't react. At this time, he suddenly received a slap from Mrs. Ian and hit him on the head: "Ouch!"

"Old Ians, you hurt little Ciro!" Mrs. Ians raised her eyebrows, looking a little angry.

The brown-haired Wolper woman wearing a gray down coat and still retaining her charm pointed at the hospital bed: "Didn't you consider our son when you made the move?"

Old Ians suddenly understood. He looked at Silla on the hospital bed. When Silla looked at his father, he just blinked, a little confused:

"Dad, why are you still so strong?"

The bed can be cracked with just a blow of the knife, which is really scary!

"Humph." Upon hearing his son's praise, Old Ians couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"I'm sorry, little Siro. Don't worry, dad will catch that flying beast right away——"

Old Ians turned his head and found Wu Xian's figure under the window.

But when he was about to rush over, Duccio behind him quickly stretched out his hand and held him back.

"That, Mr. Ians, that, that is a member of our family!"

Old Ians: "...Huh?"

Chapter 197 Why is Silla here!

"Although I know that Saluzzo's family style has always been unique among the Gray Hall family..."

"Yeah, but it's... quite rare for a mole to become a family member."

Old Ians, who was wearing a fur coat, was quite dumbfounded after listening to Siro and Ducci's explanations.

For him, he still couldn't accept the fact that his son regarded a flying beast as a brother in the family!

However, Mrs. Ians, who has been greeting Silla on the other side, has a very different opinion:

"Old Ians, you still don't believe me when I tell you that you are rigid! Xiao Yin can dodge your knife, how can it be an ordinary mole beast?"

"Besides, this little guy is so cute. What's wrong with becoming Silla's brother? I also want to adopt him as my son!"

Silla lying on the hospital bed: "...?"

Mom, when I saw Xiaoyin just now,

Who is shouting so loudly?

Wu Xian shook his beard when he heard this, not knowing what to say.

But this aunt is really cute, and she seems to be a mother who can teach someone like Silla.

At this time, the three people in the ward were sitting around the bed chatting. Wu Xian knew that he had just drilled into the sewer in the West District. Although his paws had been washed and blown, they were not very clean after all, so he kept squatting on the table next to him. Looking at Silla lying on the bed.

It seemed that the brown-haired young man was in good mental condition, not as sickly as Wu Xian had imagined.

This may also have something to do with the fact that his parents are here to accompany him.

But even so, Wu Xian was relieved.

After all, he said before that he didn't think much about Siro, but he did recall from time to time the scene where Siro was shot through the chest by Samuel's Destroyer crossbowman.

"Oh, I didn't expect you, Silla, to have a father and a mother!" Wu Xian lay on the table, squinted his eyes, and twirled his beard.

The scene that came to mind when he was eating egg fried rice flashed through his mind for a moment, but Wu Xian quickly cleared those unpleasant memories from his mind.

Despite this, Wu Xian still felt a little disappointed due to the comparison.

Duccio: “…………”

He glanced at Wu Xian who was lying lazily on the table, turned to say a few words to Mr. and Mrs. Ians, and then the two of them stood up and walked out of the ward, closing the door behind them.

……

When the sound of the ward door being closed sounded, Silla turned her head and looked at Du Qiao and Wu Xian who were on the same side of the hospital bed.

His parents were not in front of him, and the look on his face immediately disappeared from the seriousness before, and turned into a smile: "So, what's the matter? Du Qiao, did you bring Xiao Yin here on a whim, or did my boss say you want to come? Visit me?"

Duccio: "... Just think of it as my whim."

Du Qiao didn't know how to describe the current situation. Could he say, "I think Xiaoyin may be in a bad mood, but I'm not sure whether he is in a bad mood, so I want to find someone who is proficient in rat language to check it out." "?

Seeing that Du Qiao had no useful information at all, Silla curled her lips and looked at Wu Xian, smiling:

"Oh, boss, thank you very much for saving your little brother's life again."

Silla was saying that before he was hit by the crossbow arrow, Wu Xian used "Run" to hit him, so that the crossbow arrow did not hit his heart directly.

Wu Xian swung his tail: "Remember to treat me to a meal when you're discharged from the hospital, and by the way, we'll perform a striptease in the middle of the playground at the headquarters."

Silla blinked while lying on the bed.

Then, the brown-haired young man said with some uncertainty: "Boss, are you in a bad mood now?"