"It looks really good." The female doctor combed his hair carefully and said sincerely.
"Do you want to braid your hair?" asked the notebook.
The boy didn't know what hair braiding was and looked at the female doctor in confusion.
The female doctor pulled up some photos on the computer and showed them to him.
"I'll braid it the day after tomorrow." The boy put his hair back behind him and stood up to leave.
The female doctor stood in front of the bed, looking at the orange on it in confusion.
After being together for so long, the female doctor knew that this was the boy's thank-you gift to her.
What she didn't understand was why it had to be the day after tomorrow. This was the first time the boy agreed to braid his hair. In the past, he always found it troublesome and it made it difficult for him to sleep.
'Have you really made up your mind?'
"Yeah," the boy nodded happily.
"Then I'll sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star for you."
The boy's smile deepened, and this smile dissipated a lot of the dampness in the room.
The two mice in the corner were fascinated by the beautiful painting.
It's the last day.
Early in the morning, just as light came through the window, the young man washed his hair again and washed off the dust on his body.
Walking to the medical room, the smell of oranges was wafting all the way.
The female doctor had been waiting early because she had promised the boy.
The boy had a lot of hair, which could be held in one hand, but some hair fell on his cheeks.
After thinking for two days, the female doctor decided to braid a fishbone braid for the boy. After braiding it, she also pinned a string of simulated lily of the valley flowers from top to bottom.
The white lily of the valley flowers don't look out of place at all against his silver hair; they even make him look more holy.
"I hope you can also wait for happiness to come." The female doctor wished sincerely.
This time it was a rainbow lollipop.
"It's dawn now, remember to sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star for me."
'Good, then you won't have to be afraid of the dark.'
The boy turned over the quilt and found a hollow syringe on it.
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It's done. It's done. It's done.
(Free tissues are being distributed) Darlings, wipe your tears and give yourself a pat on the back. It’s not easy to persevere until here, as the author’s writing is not very good.
Tomorrow we will enter the official chapter and the boy’s story will come to an end.
The following chapters are guaranteed to be sweet, the author guarantees it (burning love)!
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