Seeing the woman following Doctor Bai, Mingzhe's eyes sank, and just as his expression showed anger, the crying of the child in his arms suddenly became louder.
"Come and show him!"
Dr. Bai is a very experienced veteran doctor. Having heard the specific situation from the housekeeper on the phone, he sat down unhurriedly under the man's sight, put his hand on He Qing's round belly, and pressed it lightly.
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Stimulated by the sudden pain, the child who had just curled up obediently in the man's arms bounced up like a live fish, his little face wrinkled tightly.
Seeing this, Dr. Bai slowly withdrew his hand, and asked kindly, "Does it hurt?"
"Wooit hurts"
He Qing's tears seemed to fall without money, pattering down on the back of the man who was hugging him, Mingzhe quickly patted his back to coax him.
Seeing the child sobbing and leaning against his arms, the man quickly asked, "Doctor Bai, how is Ah Qing? Is it serious?"
"It's nothing serious, just eating too much." Doctor Bai stroked his white beard, and continued to smile at He Qing, "Come on, kid, show your hand to Grandpa."
It could be seen that He Qing was still afraid of the man who just pressed his stomach, but leaning against the man's arms, he still stretched out his hand carefully.
"Stick out your tongue and take a look."
After a series of diagnoses, Dr. Bai came to a conclusion.
"It's just that I eat too much, but this child is a little weak, so he needs to take a good tonic, take a medicinal diet, and I will prescribe you a prescription."
"Treat this stomachache first."
After a lot of tossing, when Dr. Bai was stroking his beard and preparing to ask questions, he noticed that there were still two people standing in the corner.
"Hey, Mingzhe, you have guests."
The man was hugging the child and helping him rub his belly, he raised his eyes impatiently at the sound, and met a pair of flattering eyes.
"Mr. Ming, let me come and see Ah Qing."
As she spoke, her eyes fell on the drowsy boy lying in the man's arms with tears on his face, and his expression immediately showed distress.
"Hey, what's the matter, Ah Qing, my aunt saw you coming."
Seeing that the woman was about to reach out to touch her while she was talking, Mingzhe protected He Qing, his eyes were full of coldness, "The agreement has been signed, what are you doing here?"
"Look at what you said, I'm Ah Qing's aunt. Although I don't have custody rights, I still can visit him from time to time."
"Ah Qing likes to play with his cousin the most, and I even brought my son here."
As she spoke, she called the little boy next to her over, "Chuanjin, say hello to your Uncle Ming."
Song Chuanjin is ten years old this year. He looks handsome and stands upright. At this moment, he is a little nervous and obediently shouts, "Hello, Uncle Ming."
The man kept rubbing his hands gently on the boy's belly, and he sneered when he heard the woman's words, without giving her any face at all.
"Send off the guests."
"Hey, Mr. Ming, Mr. Ming!"
When she was pushed out of the gate, Aunt He didn't even recover from the shock of being kicked out.
She is Ah Qing's aunt, why should Mingzhe drive her away!
"Auntie, forget it, let's go."
Song Chuanjin turned around and took a look, then walked to the woman, "He doesn't want to talk to us at all."
"No, what will your father do if we leave! Now the company seems to be dying, and we only have Mingzhe to ask for!"
Thinking of this, regret flashed in Aunt He's eyes. She knew that the man who took He Qing's custody was Mingzhe, and she had established a good relationship with him that day. Otherwise, there would be no place to ask for something wrong with her husband.
Before she gave up, she pulled out Song Chuanjin's hand, "Chuanjin, Ah Qing likes to play with you the most, Auntie must find a way to get you to meet him, please coax him well, I think this Mingzhe treats Ah Qing well." Well, maybe he can get up as soon as he talks about your father's company!"
The scene of the boy being pampered and worriedly hugged and coaxed by the man flashed by. Song Chuanjin's expression remained unchanged, and he slowly withdrew his hand, "I know, I will coax him well."
Aunt He also found that she was a little too excited, and she immediately became embarrassed, "Let's go back. After standing outside for so long, Auntie's stomach feels a little uncomfortable."
His eyes swept across the woman's flat abdomen, Song Chuanjin lowered his eyes, his eyes were full of sarcasm, "Okay."
¡¾Ding! Song Chuanjin's favorability: 5]
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He Qing raised her fair face confidently, and patted her chest to reassure.
"No, I like my uncle the most, no one can surpass my uncle!"
After finishing speaking, he asked happily and confidently, "What about uncle, does uncle also like me the most?"
What a little grinder.
Seeing his small appearance waiting for praise, the man had no choice but to follow his heart and patted his little head.
"Okay, uncle also likes Ah Qing the most."
"No one can surpass our little Aqing."
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1. The uncle is not the target of the attack but he is the real attack, which is similar to the first world
2. Uncle currently regards Ah Qing as his son, and he doesn't have the slightest thought. After all, he is still a child, and he will only cough when he grows up
3. Song Chuanjin is the target of the strategy!
Yes! In this chapter, 20 random little angels will give out red envelopes! !
Yes, because I was five minutes late, blame myself, make it up little angel! (¤Å£þ3£þ)¤Å¨q(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com