"Snap!" A crisp sound.
Cold sweat poured down Lu Haotian's forehead in an instant.
This little rascal broke his arm again!
Lu Mengmeng felt no remorse whatsoever.
With a straight face, he said seriously, "I can prove it to you, Mengmeng!"
Consider this broken bone as today's homework.
Kids, please finish your work carefully, Mengmeng will check it tomorrow!
Fortunately, she had attended kindergarten for one day before.
Otherwise, no one would know that normal human beings must learn first and then be assigned homework in class.
Presumably, her little one is so smart, he'll definitely be able to give her a perfect score on his homework tomorrow.
After assigning homework, the fairy deer Lu Mengmeng turned and walked away with her hands behind her back.
Lu Haotian was left alone, his face contorted in pain.
He was convinced that Lu Mengmeng was getting revenge on him by making him go to kindergarten!
At the same time, the Demon Management Bureau received a package.
The old man who guarded the gate with the big-character poster was a little puzzled when he received the package.
This is the secret base of the Demon Management Bureau.
How could someone send a letter to this address from out of town without writing a big-character poster, and what about the Bureau of Demon Management?
Is there some kind of conspiracy involved?
Or is it a probe by some terrorist organization?
The old man thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure it out.
Although the recipient was listed as Huo Xiao, the old man dared not show the package to him without checking it.
What if there's a curse or a trap inside, or a spray that sprays out sulfuric acid when opened? What if something bad happens to Huo Xiao?
He couldn't possibly explain this to Huo Xiao's father.
The old man used a utility knife to cut open the delivery box.
When I opened it and saw the eight neatly stacked, gold-plated mahogany round boxes inside, I almost threw the package out of my hand!
Isn't this a magic sealing box that seals the very source of magic?!
Who played a prank on the Bureau of Demon Management?
Regardless of who played the prank, he thanked the person who played the prank, and their ancestors for 18 generations!
The old man's hands trembled, his mouth stretched into a wide grin, and he ran quickly upstairs to Huo Xiao's office.
He shouted, "Chief, Chief, we've struck it rich!"
Huo Xiao hesitated when he saw what was in the box.
Isn't that little brat worried that this thing isn't resistant to drops and will explode during delivery?
Besides, it's such a valuable item; wouldn't it be better to call him and ask him to come and pick it up?
Why use the least secure courier service?
Didn't she know that this courier company's delivery truck caught fire last year?
Do the recipient information all say, "Your package is on fire"?
Making a phone call would exhaust her!
Huo Xiao carefully took out the boxes and discovered that there was a piece of paper at the bottom.
It reads: "This is your little book field."
Huo Xiao: ...
This is undoubtedly written in the handwriting of Master Piqiu...
Wow, that's amazing! You learned pinyin in such a short time.
Huo Xiao suddenly had the illusion that the child's ancestors had failed to raise him properly, but he had suddenly managed to raise him.
However, it would be even better if you could write "回" instead of "田".
Having two mouths is already scary enough, but if the Pixiu has four mouths, the Demon Management Bureau can't handle it.
At the same time, the people in the Demon Management Bureau unanimously decided to treat Lu Haotian like an ancestor.
They kept sending him things.
With such lavish offerings to his family, it would be a shame not to try and get some return gifts.
Lu Haotian and Lu Mengmeng were unaware that they were being targeted.
The next morning, Lu Mengmeng was reluctantly packed up and sent to kindergarten.
Lu Haotian, in a wheelchair, pretended that he was still not fully recovered and went to the hospital.
The doctor received the CT scan of Lu Haotian's broken leg and adjusted his glasses with a solemn expression.
Seeing the doctor's expression was off, with his brows furrowed and a worried look on his face, Agent Liu asked, "Doctor, will my son's leg be alright the day after tomorrow?"
Could it be that there are some complications?
If I really can't get back on my feet in the future, I'll have a hard time making a living, let alone the entertainment industry.
We're all still so young, we can't let ourselves never be able to stand up again!
The doctor adjusted his glasses, glanced up at Lu Haotian, and then looked down at the CT scan.
He said in a heavy tone, "This isn't right."
Lu Haotian frowned as he heard what he said.
Could it be that the technique he practiced had some peculiar repair effect on the affected area?
Otherwise, if it looks fine on the outside and doesn't hurt anymore, why would the doctor say something is wrong?
Lu Haotian had already come up with several versions of a cover-up plan in his mind.
Then I heard the doctor say incredulously, "I've been an orthopedic surgeon for 20 years, and this is the first time I've ever seen something like this."
Bones that normally take three months to heal were healed in just one month.
Not only that, there wasn't even a crack, and it was even stronger than the previous bone. It's simply a medical miracle!
I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes!
The doctor looked surprised.
Once a fractured leg has healed, it will definitely not be as strong as a leg that was not fractured before.
But Lu Haotian's leg was clearly even stronger than before.
Is such an absurd thing even possible?
Upon hearing this, the agent breathed a slight sigh of relief.
As long as there are no problems, that's fine. If it can be fixed, that would be even better.
He doesn't care about anything else, as long as everyone is safe and sound.
"Doctor, can we remove Haotian's cast now?"
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