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    At this time, Ming Luo suddenly sat up from Yan Yibo's arms.

    "Ugh¡ª" he vomited out uncomfortably.

    "Ming Luo?" Yan Yibo immediately held down the hand where he had the needle, and freed up his other hand to hug him and prevent him from falling.  But this way he didn't have extra hands to comfort Ming Luo who was vomiting badly.

    Frowning tightly, he was about to call the nurse over when a sudden figure squatted at the door of their seat.

    Yan Yibo was stunned, why was she here at this time?

    She was seen patting Ming Luo's back with one hand, and holding a tissue with the other hand to wipe the dirt from the corner of his mouth.

    "Vomit¡ª¡ª" Before he could explore anything, Ming Luo vomited again, and it happened to be vomited on Mo Xiao's body.

    "It's okay, I'll feel better after spitting it out." Mo Xiao didn't care that he was vomited all over, but continued to pat Ming Luo with his hand and comfort him in a low voice.

    She didn¡¯t know why she rushed in, as if there was some kind of force pulling her.

    When Mo Xiao wiped him, he saw his sleeping profile, which looked very similar to Yan Yibo. Is he?

    Everything in front of him made Yan Yibo think it was an illusion, until he saw her starting to look at Ming Luo, and he immediately took Ming Luo out of her sight.

    "Get out." He said.

    Mo Xiao¡¯s gaze still stayed on Ming Luo: ¡°I have left something behind for you¡­¡±

    "go out."

    "I'll wait for you outside." Afraid of waking up the child, Mo Xiao finally swallowed the words "office".  Without arguing with him, she stood up and left.

    Now it¡¯s her who wants something from him, and she¡¯s the one who should cooperate, right?

    Walking out of the infusion room, the nurse just passed by. When she saw Mo Xiao, she asked, "Have you found Dr. Yan?"

    Mo Xiao nodded and told her that he had found it, and cast another glance into the room: "Is that Dr. Yan's patient?" she asked.

    The nurse looked in her direction and shook her head: "That's Dr. Yan's brother. He came to the emergency room with a viral cold."

    "younger brother?"

    This was the second time Mo Xiao heard it. She couldn't help but look at the little figure a few more times, but she couldn't see his face clearly.

    "Yes, the children of relatives are fostered in Dr. Yan's home."

    "Relatives?" Mo Xiao repeated.

    At this time, another emergency patient came for infusion, and someone came to call the nurse.

    "Here we come." She hurriedly left, leaving only Mo Xiao alone.

    Mo Xiao looked at the big and small people in the infusion room thoughtfully.

    Relativesare they his remaining relatives in this world?

    It took Tu Mingluo a long time to calm down. Yan Yibo waited for him to fall asleep and then gently put him down. He found a broom to clean up the debris on the ground that Mingluo had just spit out.

    Then he glanced outside, not seeing her back, and his eyes were serious.

    Mo Xiao went to the bathroom to rinse the stained coat and returned to the outside of the infusion room. She happened to bump into Yan Yibo who was throwing out debris. She walked up and said, "I left something in your office."

    Yan Yibo raised his eyes to look at her.

    ¡°The nurse said that she needs your consent before she can go in. Could you please open the door and let me go in and get it? It¡¯s material about the elderly.¡±

    ¡°It is impossible for a doctor to throw away his scalpel during an operation, because it is his tool for making a living.¡± Yan Yibo said this.

    Mo Xiao knew what he was referring to, and heard his voice again: "As a reporter, you have lost the tools for your livelihood, which makes me have to doubt your professionalism."

    "Not every doctor can perform a successful operation with a steady scalpel, and the same goes for reporters." Mo Xiao told him and smiled: "Dr. Yan, I don't deny that you are a good doctor, but please don't rely on appearances alone.  You assume that I¡¯m not a good reporter, and you and I don¡¯t have enough time. It¡¯s your wish to help the old man find his son as soon as possible, isn¡¯t it?¡±

    It turned out that the conversation between them had reached such a strange level, Mo Xiao suddenly felt a little ridiculous.

    Yan Yibo walked directly towards the department without saying a word. Mo Xiao recognized that direction and followed him.

    The corridor is very long. The further you walk, the fewer people there are and the quieter you get. The silhouettes of the two people are projected on the wall under the white light. One is tall and the other is short, just like before.

    At that time, they were both new college students who had just entered the school. She came to the medical school to accompany him for an anatomy. She also walked in a long corridor like this. The dissection room was extremely quiet. Apart from the footsteps of the two of them, there was only the white light above the corridor.  ?Standing.

    The atmosphere was strange. Mo Xiao walked faster and faster, and heard him laughing in front of him: "What? Are you scared?"

    "How is that possible?" She said bravely.

    He laughed again. She looked up and was about to retort when she saw that he who was still in front of her had disappeared.

    "Yan Yibo?" So she called tentatively.

    No response.

    She then called: "Yan Yibo?" There was still no response, so she stamped her foot: "Yan Yibo, I didn't want you to play like this!"

    It was still eerily quiet, but now she was a little anxious: "Yi Zhi, where are you? Come out quickly!" She called and took a few steps quickly.

    Suddenly someone patted her shoulder from behind, "Ah¡ª¡ª" She was so frightened that she screamed but fell into his warm embrace.

    "You are so cowardly that you dare to do an autopsy with me? Are you sure?"

    "Yan Yibo, you scared me to death! You scared me to death!" Mo Xiao punched and kicked him.

    But his smile filled my ears.

    Now he is walking in front of her, his back still straight in his white coat. Although he is so close and within reach, his heart has become too far away.

    Finally, when he walked to the general surgery office, Mo Xiao got his notebook.

    "That's it, thank you."

    Yan Yibo: "You're welcome." He paused for a moment and said, "No matter what happens to the old man, thank you."

    Mo Xiao forced a smile at him: "Thank me when you find his son."

    Just like that, it fell into silence again. Mo Xiao always thought of what to say so as not to appear embarrassed, so he asked: "I heard the nurse said that was your brother just now?"

    Yan Yibo glanced at her for a long time and then said "hmm": "My relatives' children want to be registered in city a, so they can be fostered with me."

    "The household registration in City A is indeed very valuable now." Mo Xiao said without asking any more questions.

    It turns out that he has settled in City A a long time ago.

    At this moment, a nurse ran in and broke the dullness: "Doctor Yan, the patient in bed 8 in Area 7 is not in good condition. Please check it out."

    Yan Yibo frowned when he heard this, took his white coat from his seat and put it on his body, then walked out quickly. After walking a few steps, he looked back at Mo Xiao.

    ¡°You hurry up and get busy, I¡¯m leaving too, goodbye.¡± Mo Xiao said goodbye to him.

    Is his current life so busy every day?

    Yan Yibo raised his hand to check the time, hesitated to speak, and finally left with the nurse.

    When leaving the hospital, Mo Xiao passed by the children's infusion room again. She couldn't help but look inside again and saw that the child had vomited again and two nurses were cleaning it up.

    When Mo Xiao saw this, he thought that if Yan Yibo went to the emergency room, would his younger brother have no one to take care of him?

    Thinking like this, she unconsciously stepped into the infusion room again

    ***

    The breathing sound of one big and one small sleeping together is very steady.

    Yan Yibo saw this scene when he returned to the infusion room after rescuing the patient.  Standing in front of the seat, he was stunned for a moment, and then stared for a long time, until Mo Xiao, who was not wearing a coat, slightly tightened his arms holding Ming Luo.

    He lightly touched her fingertips, which were slightly cold.  Yan Yibo took off his coat, covered Mo Xiao and Ming Luo with it, and carefully tucked it tightly around Mo Xiao's neck.  After doing all this, he did not stand up immediately, but squatted there and continued to stare.

    Mo Xiao was holding Ming Luo's hand so close that Yan Yibo could hold them together in his palm just by spreading his fingers. But his fingertips moved, and he did not reach out after all, but pulled away.

    An old man sitting opposite who was accompanying his granddaughter to get an IV drip took in the whole scene. When he saw Yan Yibo standing up, he smiled at him: "Is such a young child so old?"

    Before Yan Yibo could speak, the old man spoke again: "The child's facial features look like his mother's."

    There was no retort, Yan Yibo just smiled bitterly, and then walked out of the infusion room alone.

    He really wants to smoke a cigarette now (remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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