Chapter 47

Mu Hongbo lived to be over 30 years old, and it was the first time that he could hear complaints from his youngest brother.

The iron tree blossomed.

No matter what, in the eyes of the elder brother, Qingzi's complaints were undoubtedly a way of acting cute to him, and Mu Hongbo also seriously considered how to make the little vegetable spit out the pink heart bubble frame again.

Mu Qingliu's next sentence was even more exciting.

He said, "Every day when I practice kissing with Xiaoyin, he always sweats a lot. I bathe him, wipe his body, cut his nails, brush his teeth, pick his ears, wash his underwear, and no matter what he does, he always has this sweaty expression." It's as

if he is repeating that there is something wrong with your technique.

The little peach heart is obviously very cute.

At this moment, Mu Hongbo actually felt the same way. He trembled as he took out a diamond cigarette holder from his suit pocket, shook out a thin cigarette and put it in his mouth.

"You actually wash the underwear of a vegetative person?"

Mu Hongbo was so excited that the cigarette butt almost fell out of the corner of his mouth.

Qingzai, whom he was proud of, was a genius child since he was young! He created countless miracles in the world with his hands! !

No wonder his mother always sighed when she came home. Now he himself might even beg for a pair of unpolluted ears.

Mu Qingliu replied unresponsively, "Xiaoyin is very clean. The milk can be squeezed out cleanly. I squeezed it all out at night."

So when he squeezed the milk, there were also many [Ahhh~] sweaty soybeans floating on his head, which made his wife look down on him.

Mu Hongbo only hoped that someone could come and rescue him, silently making the sign of the cross in his heart.

Doctor Chen, who was examining Song Yin, happened to return, allowing him to quickly withdraw.

Doctor Chen was short and taciturn, but he was an internationally renowned neuroscientist.

When he saw Mu Qingliu, he couldn't help but shout, "Mr. Song is simply a medical miracle."

Whether it was from the assessment of nerve damage, or the evaluation of nerve reflexes, muscle strength, sensation and coordination ability, there were no problems at all, even the eye-heart reflex, skin scratch test, vertical hair reflex, cremasteric reflex, etc. were all normal.

Song Yin's mind was normal and mature, and he could actively cooperate with all kinds of examinations by Doctor Chen.

Doctor Chen walked over with sweat and bubbles all over his head, clearly writing:

[This doctor is really different, he just picked up a tool and started to check the body. ]

[Why did he move my legs apart? What does it mean to use a blunt bamboo stick to scratch the skin on the upper inner side of my buttocks? ]

[My balls seem to have shrunk? Will it make me useless? I haven't used them properly yet! ]

[I'm like a big white mouse, whine, whine, no one wants me to be a medical specimen~]

Doctor Chen casually waved away the yellow bubbles stuck on his back, put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, and said calmly, "Congratulations, your wife is fine. Now except for the limbs and eyes that cannot move normally, the rest of the functions and nervous networks are very healthy."

This sentence sounds quite optimistic, but it is actually full of pessimism.

Mu Qingliu said, "In the past year or so, we have tried almost all the medical care I can provide, with very little effect."

Doctor Chen said, "Mrs. Ling is not a true vegetable. She can speak, think, and turn over independently, and her personality is quite lively."

"And..." Doctor Chen seemed to be attracted by another magical phenomenon. He pinched a sweaty soybean-shaped complaining bubble like catching a balloon and poked the elastic bubble material with his fingertips.

"There are all kinds of strange creatures in this world, but spiders are the only ones that can secrete high-strength ductile proteins from their bodies infinitely."

"In fact, in addition to being a doctor, I am also full of unknown exploration and worship for the vast universe."

"In my opinion, I plan to draw some blood samples from the lady and take them back to a specialized research institute for research and analysis of the lady's DNA structure."

Mu Qingliu had no choice but to agree.

After all, his sleeping wife was very cute, but he also wanted to live a real husband-wife life with Song Yin from the bottom of his heart.

Song Yin's current body reactions were only the eating, talking, turning over, etc. listed by Doctor Chen

.

Mu Qingliu's sea of ​​memory surged instantly, and he seemed to remember something important.

He remembered that the first time Song Yin was able to speak was when he took Song Yin to cut off his long hair, which completely changed his wife's image. After that day, his wife talked about the topic of Wen Yancheng being her lifelong enemy for the first time, and that she would jump off the Lihua Building in the future.

The first time Song Yin was able to turn over was the night when his wife participated in the graduation defense at the university.

If I remember correctly, on that day on the campus, Song Yin's bubble of complaints accidentally hit a boy passing by, and that boy happened to be the protagonist Wen Yancheng.

The first time Song Yin's pink bird was touched, the bird became puffy and straight because he took advantage of the protagonist Wen Yancheng and let his wife work in his company to absorb his good luck.

The only thing to blame is Mu Qingliu's amazing memory. If it weren't for Dr. Chen's unintentional reminder, even his extremely smart brain would have overlooked these small details.

Mu Qingliu's previous thoughts were correct.

If Song Yin wants to return to normal, he must interact more with the protagonist.

Mu Hongbo was confused and summarized his friend Dr. Chen's words in one sentence, which was probably - Song Yin is most likely not from Earth, but from outer space.

...

Trisolaran?

The eldest son of the Mu family interrupted at the right time and said, "In fact, Song Yin's condition is indeed quite strange. If some things cannot be explained from a scientific point of view, my suggestion is to use superstition to drive away the evil spirits."

Doctor Chen immediately showed a look of disgust, "Hongbo, it's okay for other people to have such unrealistic ideas, but you have been educated in foreign countries for decades, and you actually have such an objective view. idealistic thoughts?"

Mu Hong held the cigarette with a thin smile, clasped his hands in front of his chest and blew out a little smoke. "Look at that little vegetable with a ghost-like face. Sometimes it is better to ask for help from yourself than from others, and it is better to ask God than to ask for help from yourself. If even you, a world-class neurology expert, are helpless, you might as well believe in everything."

The two of them sang in unison, which seemed a bit like a joke.

Mu Qingliu had a very clear idea in his mind. He had deduced from Song Yin's usual complaints that the world they lived in was not normal, and it should probably belong to a world in a book.

In fact, in order to convince himself, Mu Qingliu also tried to analyze and explore from many angles. The final result was that he decided to believe his wife, and everything his wife said was right.

Since it is a world in a book, all unreasonable things are reasonable. If Song Yin wants to get a healthy body, he naturally has to choose to take an unconventional approach.

Such a genius as him actually agreed with Mu Hongbo's nonsense and said, "When I am sick, I have to try all kinds of medical treatments. Now I have to believe in what Dr. Chen calls science, but... I also have to try some unique Chinese metaphysics."

Dr. Chen was speechless.

Mu Hongbo was quite happy, he put his arm around his youngest brother's shoulders and said affectionately, "Right, let's try everything, as long as it's good for Song Yin, we can give it a try." If

the little plant gets better, it's fine, but if it's not good at all, we will have a basis to break you up.

Mu Hongbo thought so.

Mu Qingliu said that his metaphysical formation would be set up for a few days, so he chose an auspicious day with fine weather and took the initiative to invite Mu Hongbo to join.

Mu Hongbo was simply eager for it. In recent days, he was worried about not being able to find Wen Yancheng's personal information. Young Master Mu's anger was accumulated like a small volcano about to erupt.

Unless the little plant was lying, there was no way Wen Yancheng would escape from his palm!

Captain Ivan, who was hired by Young Master Mu at a high salary, was also in pain.

It was a complete disgrace to them that such a professional and cost-effective expert like him could not even find a commoner.

The group drove to the place that Mu Qingliu had notified them in advance, the entrance of Lihua Park, with their own purposes.

It was said that the area of ​​this park was three times that of the Royal Yulin Garden in the entire capital. There were lush green plants and clusters of flowers inside, and two artificially dug rivers were crystal clear. The park also included various fitness equipment and children's playgrounds open to the public, all free of charge.

Mu Qingliu held Song Yin in his arms. The two were dressed solemnly, handsome and graceful, and the leaders of the municipal government also came to show their support.

Besides, Mu Hongbo also saw a cool and handsome young man beside Mu Qingliu, who looked very handsome in a suit.

But standing next to his brother, he obviously looked like a supporting role and could not appear on the mainstream stage.

Mu Hongbo signaled with his eyes, and Captain Ivan came alone with two huge flower cards to support his brother.

But what about superstition?

Why did they suddenly open a free park?

Is it to accumulate merit for the little vegetable in advance?

Mu Hongbo adjusted the diamond cuffs on his sleeves and strode forward.

Mu Qingliu held the happy little vegetable in his arms and nodded to his brother.

Mu Hongbo asked, "It is said that you spent 1.7 billion to acquire Lihua Building and spent more than 200 million to build it into an open park. I remember that you never like to do business that loses money?"

Mu Qingliu said calmly, "It's enough to make enough money. Come, I will introduce someone to you."

He brought Wen Yancheng to Mu Hongbo and explained, "This is my very promising apprentice, Xiao Wen."

He turned around and looked at Wen Yancheng with a cold face, "This is my brother, Mu Hongbo."

Mu Hongbo's expression froze, "Xiao Wen? Is there really a Xiao?" I don't know if it's because of psychological shadows, but he doesn't like people with the word Wen in their names.

So he nodded to Wen Yancheng hastily without even giving him an extra glance.

Wen Yancheng obviously felt that the other party had opinions about him, but he definitely had no intention of trying to please the young master of the Mu family, so after a quick exchange of glances with Mu Hongbo, he quickly and coldly turned away.

Mu Qingliu greeted Wen Yancheng and said, "Xiao Wen, today is a day worth remembering. You and Song Yin will participate in the ribbon-cutting ceremony."

Wen Yancheng seemed surprised, "Master, this is a park you invested heavily in. It is a charity. How can it be my turn to cut the ribbon?"

What's more, you want me to hold my master's wife together. Is this appropriate?