May I ask, how could there be such a stubborn old man in this world?
She suddenly lost interest in saying anything else.
Bai Lao suddenly became very interested in her:
"Girl, you can really endure pain."
When Song Rushuang came back to her senses, she felt a piercing pain in her knee. She was so painful that she stood there in a daze, unable to even express the word "pain".
Old Bai glanced at Song Rushuang:
"It's already this late, and you're in so much pain, and you're still worrying about other people's affairs? If you have the time, you should take care of yourself more, kid."
Song Rushuang did not hold back. Upon hearing this, she immediately retorted unyieldingly:
"If you hadn't messed around with the couple, Xiao Qi wouldn't have to worry about this!"
At Mr. Bai's age, no younger generation around him dares to talk to him like this.
However, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
When children are young, they should be more energetic.
In his opinion, Song Rushuang was genuine and responsible, much better than the children from wealthy families he had met.
I like it, but I don’t intend to be superficial.
"Little girl, do you want to make a bet with me, an old man?"
"What's the bet?"
"Let's bet on whether Xiaoyao can be your father in the future."
“…”
Well, there is no difference between saying this and saying nothing.
In the next two days, Mr. Bai took Song Rushuang to practice little by little.
Whenever Song Rushuang made some progress, Mr. Bai would always be generous with his praise.
But Song Rushuang always felt that there was something strange about this compliment.
For example, now, Mr. Bai praised:
"As expected of Xiao Yao's son, he has all the same demeanor as he did back then. You don't know, back then he got into trouble in a drug lord's den, was betrayed by a traitor and exposed his identity, and was stabbed seven times, yet he managed to hold on."
Song Rushuang got goosebumps when she heard this:
"This is still not as good as Uncle Shen's. If Xiao Qi was stabbed seven times, he probably wouldn't be able to hold on."
Boss Bai waved his hand and glanced at Song Rushuang with a look of annoyance:
"Oh, why are you still calling me Uncle Shen? In my opinion, just call me Dad. You can slowly integrate the rest."
Hearing this, Song Rushuang's mouth twitched slightly:
"I'm sorry to bother you. I think we need to take our time with this matter."
After spending these few days together, Song Rushuang finally understood Mr. Bai.
If she said anything about them not being a good match, the old man would come up with a million rebuttals.
So, now that she has suffered a loss, she has changed her tone.
Anyway, let's take it easy for now and talk about the future later.
"I just can't stand you kids, relying on your youth and arrogance to drag things out. What are you dragging on about?"
Old Bai seemed to be very good at dealing with Song Rushuang's procrastination.
He seemed to be able to tell at a glance what kind of situation Song Rushuang didn't want to see.
Originally, Duan Dinglan was worried about Song Rushuang.
But Mr. Bai didn't let her stay with Song Rushuang.
No matter how tactfully Duan Dinglan expressed his wishes, it was basically of no avail.
Bai Lao simply said:
"Xiao Duan, you probably haven't been to Los Angeles yet, right? Let Xiao Yao take you out more often."
How could she have the mood to go out and enjoy the sights when her daughter's condition was unknown?
She was about to say something when Shen Yao grabbed her arm.
Chen Yao's voice was deliberately lowered:
"Ding Lan, Mr. Bai has a peculiar temper, don't argue with him."
Duan Dinglan looked serious. She thought about it and felt that what Shen Yao said made sense.
The old man in front of me really has a bad temper. If I am not careful when speaking, he will easily get angry.
For the sake of her children, she naturally had to endure it.
Just like that, Chen Yao took Duan Dinglan out.
For seven consecutive days, Song Rushuang's condition seemed to have not improved.
Every day is spent in endless pain.
This made Song Rushuang doubt for a moment whether the old man with white beard in front of him had no real skills and was just here to get free food and drinks.
Song Rushuang's suspicious gaze had just landed on Old Bai's head when Old Bai immediately understood what she meant:
"As an old man, I'm absolutely honest in my medical practice. You don't really think I'd come here to cheat a kid like you with such an old face, do you?"
Song Rushuang thought about it very seriously, and then gave a fair evaluation:
"Not necessarily."
Old Bai was choked for a moment, then he blew his beard and glared.
Song Rushuang had already figured out his routine.
Normally, he wouldn't be really angry.
As it is now, it is basically a paper tiger.
It just looks fierce on the surface.
On the seventh night, Song Rushuang's leg injury showed a qualitative improvement.
She found that she could stand steadily on the ground.
Although she could not jump and run to Duan Dinglan as usual, she could already walk towards her step by step.
There were only two steps between the two of them. Duan Dinglan couldn't wait any longer, but he carefully hugged her into his arms:
"Our Xiao Qi is so amazing!"
She said so comfortingly.
Early the next morning, Mr. Bai prepared to say goodbye.
Duan Dinglan was a little hesitant, but still wanted to keep him.
After all, Song Rushuang's legs have recovered.
She had just opened her mouth when Mr. Bai already knew what she wanted to say.
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