The Child Cloud-Nurtured by Big Shots Appeared in Reality

Little Fusheng was a paper person, a genius child, pampered since childhood within a mobile game. She could read at one, compose poetry at two, and speak eighteen languages at three. At five, she t...

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

"Mom has prepared a gift for you. She will grow up with you in the future."

Two completely different voices kept colliding in Xi Shu's mind, making him dizzy.

"Xiao Shu, her name is Fusheng."

It took Xi Shu a long time to open his eyelids, fix his gaze on the child in front of him, and see her appearance clearly.

He was very thin, not much better looking than him, but his clothes and face were very hurried, and even the hand he stretched out was out of place with his miserable state.

Xiao Fusheng was still waiting for an answer, but suddenly she met a pair of gloomy and cold gazes. She subconsciously took a step back.

[The baby was frightened by his father and was a little scared.]

“…”

Xi Shu's expression became a little dazed, and a question mark slowly formed in his slow brain.

What dad? He's only ten years old!

What a mess this is.

But Xiao Fusheng thought that the other party agreed, so he squatted down carefully and stretched out his little hand to hold the little brother's hand.

Before Xi Shu could come to his senses, he felt an unfamiliar warmth on his wrist, which made him shiver.

He really didn't have much strength, and the movement of pulling his hand out seemed to be half-hearted, and his wrist was held by the slender fingertips.

Chen Huan didn't understand what was going on, so he squatted down and asked, "Xiao Fusheng?"

But the child looked serious and shook his head gently at her.

At that moment, the child no longer had the naiveté of a five-year-old, but instead looked calmer and more experienced.

No, you're not taking someone's pulse, are you?!

There was no testing equipment here, so Xiao Fusheng could only use the most convenient method. She took her brother's hand and frowned delicately: "Where does it hurt?"

Xi Shu said nothing.

"You need to speak." Xiao Fusheng felt that this little brother was not as obedient as when he was seeing a doctor himself. "Doctors can cure diseases."

“…”

What kind of doctor are you? You can't even speak clearly.

[Zizi feels that his father is not obedient and feels helpless.]

Xi Shu almost couldn't breathe, and felt that if he didn't die of illness, he would be pissed off to death by this inexplicable system.

He stared at the child for a long time until the hand on his wrist began to feel cold.

【Life Points: 4%.】

"?"

Okay, more fragile than myself.

For a moment, Xi Shu didn't know whether the health value reported was his own or the child's.

After a while, he lowered his eyes, stared at the little hand, and said in a dry voice: "Stomach."

abdomen?

Xiao Fusheng looked at the place he was covering and pressed his other hand on it: "Here?"

The chaotic and disgusting smells that had always surrounded his nose were replaced by a light fragrance at this moment. Xi Shu couldn't help but move his fingertips, suppressing the pain that overflowed from his lips: "Hmm."

The next moment, the child raised his head, and his little hands, which had been cooled by the wind, lifted the hair from his forehead.

Xi Shu's pupils suddenly shrank and his body trembled slightly, but there was a wall behind him and he had no way to avoid it. He could only let those clear, glass-colored eyes observe him.

Chen Huan was a little surprised when he saw the boy's face.

It turns out that not only the lower half of his face is good-looking, his entire face is very sophisticated, without a single ounce of youthful fat on his face, his eyes are sharp beyond his age, and he looks rebellious with a hint of cruelty, like a newborn wolf cub.

Why do I always meet good-looking kids recently?

At this time, Xi Shu felt that even the time was engraved with the sound of ticking seconds on the clock. He didn't know how many times he had counted, and it always passed very slowly.

Until the child stepped back and clasped his hand again: "Spleen and stomach, weak, heart rhythm, irregular."

This brother is not very old, but he has a lot of small problems.

It seems that both adults and children in this world are sick, including Dad and this brother.

"Huanhuan, Auntie." Xiao Fusheng stood up. "Can I have a pen and paper?"

Chen Huan had been stunned for a long time, and when he heard this, he took out the paper and pen he always had in his bag.

Xiao Fusheng took the paper and placed it on his knees. Although the handwriting was crooked, it still looked very nice.

She knew that her voice was too slow to speak now, and it would take a long time for her to finish describing her brother's symptoms, so she could only write it down, as writing was faster than speaking.

Chen Huan leaned over and looked curiously, but his eyes gradually became weird.

Not only did it clearly list the boy's symptoms, it also included dietary recommendations and prescriptions. However, apart from the word "rock sugar," she couldn't understand anything else.

Not only she couldn't understand it, but the people around her couldn't understand it either.

There were too many people in the Chinese medicine hall, and many of them were queuing outside. The commotion just now made many people pay attention to the situation here, especially the little girl who was so beautiful that she seemed to be from another dimension.

So after seeing the little girl squatting down, everyone looked over here from time to time.

Until I saw the little girl start writing.

"Wow, the little girl's handwriting is really good."

With the sound, many passers-by were attracted. Since they came to the Chinese medicine hall, many people knew the names of some medicines.

An old man asked in surprise: "They are all Chinese medicine, who taught you this?"

Seeing that the man opposite him was a grandfather, Xiao Fusheng said politely: "I, can do it."

Because these were just implanted in her mind, she didn't know who taught her.

The old man asked in surprise: "So this is the recipe you wrote yourself?"

Xiao Fusheng nodded.

When the people around heard it, they all talked about it.

"Such a young child, what kind of joke is this?"

"He's so good-looking, is he just hyping himself up? I think the little boy is also very good-looking."

Little Fusheng didn't care what others were saying. She tore off the paper and handed it to her brother on the ground: "Here you go."

Then he said, "It's best to let your father and mother take you to see a doctor."

Due to limited conditions, she could only see this much.

Xi Shu did not take it, but stared at her in silence. His hair, which had been tied up before, was scattered in a mess, giving her a decadent and noble look.

"Oh!" Xiao Fusheng understood, "You, don't have any money?"

Aunt Huanhuan said that children don’t have money and they have to work to have money.

How can I buy medicine without money?

Xi Shuqian's eyes flashed.

Having stayed in the Xi family for a long time, he had already picked up many "bad habits", such as being cunning and being able to remain silent at critical moments to keep the other party guessing.

He knows all the ideas that are beneficial to him.

His mother had left him five years ago, along with the gift she had given him. The company was taken over by the so-called father, and the game project had been cut long ago and disappeared from sight.

He wants his gift, no matter what it is.

So he continued to remain silent at this time.

Xiao Fusheng asked: "Where are your father and mother?"

"Dead."

His tone was so light that it seemed as if he was not talking about his own relatives.

Chen Huan was slightly shocked.

But Xiao Fusheng immediately imagined that this brother was in the same drama as herself. She was also squatting on the street and was picked up and taken to the police station. She also knew how sad it was to be without parents.

She said, "Then I'll take you to the police station."

Xi Shu: “…”

He didn't move.

Chen Huan standing next to him couldn't stand it any longer. She could tell that the boy didn't look homeless. At least the clothes he wore didn't look like a street kid. Moreover, he was already ten years old, spoke coherently and was alert, which was not the case with Xiao Fusheng.

But it may be true that there is no money.

"Xiao Fusheng." She brought the little girl to her side, "Your money is still with your aunt, you can buy medicine for your brother, are you willing?"

Xiao Fusheng nodded without thinking.

Chen Huan then looked at the boy and said, "Auntie will get you some medicine. Tell me your home address and I'll take you home, okay? You can also ask your family to take you to the hospital for a checkup."

Only then did Xi Shu look at the adult next to him.

The moment I saw the look in his eyes, I knew that this was definitely not someone who could be fooled by just a few words.

He is surrounded by people like this.

After a long moment, he hummed.

Chen Huan pulled one child in each hand and brought both into the house. After consulting with the others, she found a place for them to sit. Of course, she couldn't just give the prescription to the pharmacist. Instead, she showed both prescriptions to the pharmacist first: "Tell me what these two prescriptions are for?"

The pharmacist took it and looked at it: "This one is for warming the throat, and this one is for regulating the spleen and stomach and for weak body."

Each sheet had the patient's condition written on it, and another had the temporary diagnosis and treatment symptoms. The pharmacist smiled and said, "You are quite experienced. Each medicine is very suitable for the symptoms."

Chen Huan: “!”

She turned her head in surprise and suspicion.

Little Fusheng was still sitting obediently on the chair, surrounded by a group of people who had just shown great interest in her.

Can she really treat illnesses?!

A five-year-old?!

On the other side, Xiao Fusheng was in a good mood as he looked at the group of people around him.

She had never seen so many living people.

【Interacting with different people makes the baby feel novel and happy, and escapes loneliness.】

Xi Shu tilted his head slightly.

alone?

Can a paper man also feel lonely?

Looking at the current situation, Fusheng is not homeless, there are other people around him.

Xi Shu lowered his eyes and thought for a few seconds, then suddenly asked, "Do you have a phone?"

Xiao Fusheng shook his head: "No."

As soon as he answered, a black cell phone was handed to him.

She looked over blankly.

"There's no password." Xi Shu took her hand and placed the phone on it. "I'll keep it for you."

"Hmm?"

"I'll pay you back the money I owe you for the medicine," Xi Shu said slowly. "Until then, leave your phone in your hand. I'll call you when the time comes."

Xiao Fusheng searched his mind for a long time before finding a word.

mortgage.

It’s not easy to make money, and I still have to buy a lot of things for my dad.

After thinking about it, Xiao Fusheng put away his phone: "Okay."

Looking at her pure eyes, Xi Shu smiled silently. He liked people who were not scheming.

Especially since this child will be his own in the future.

Xiao Fusheng didn't think too much about it. After putting away her phone, she was distracted by other people. She was indeed very happy because no one had talked to her for a long time. So even though her throat was not yet used to it, she tried her best to answer every question from the adults.

"My name is Fusheng."

"Five years old."

The old man from before didn't give up. He squeezed forward with glasses and said, "Little girl, can you take a pulse?"

Xiao Fusheng nodded: "Yes."

The old man stretched out his hand: "Can you take Grandpa's pulse too?"

He was bored all day, so he came here today to get eggs. He didn't expect to see such a funny child, so he couldn't help but want to tease him.

Being able to meet different people, Xiao Fusheng never refuses: "Okay."

Considering that the child was still young, the old man raised the girl's chair. Although her feet could not reach the ground, she could just put her hands on the cabinet.

Little Fusheng pulled the small scarf around his neck forward and placed it under his grandfather's hand. At first glance, it looked quite realistic.

In an instant, many people around were attracted over.

Xiao Fusheng wanted the little brother to stay closer to her so that he wouldn't get lost, but when she turned around, she found that someone else had already taken the chair next to her.

The little brother who looked like he was about to die disappeared.