Chapter 111 Feng Ci: It turns out he’s quite popular with kids…
The young doctor Bai Ming, whom they had met in the hospital not long ago, appeared in front of them again.
He took off his solemn white coat and dressed casually, holding the dog leash in one hand and putting the other hand in his pocket. His nonchalant look gave him the temperament of an old man taking a walk.
"Brother, don't tell my parents about this."
"You still remember that I'm your brother? Why did you seem to have lost your memory in the hospital just now? I thought I remembered it wrongly."
Feng Ci knew that Bai Ming was deliberately making fun of him, but after all, the matter was of great importance, so he was willing to humble himself for once, as long as his parents didn't get involved.
"I was wrong. "
"That's it?" Without saying anything, Bai Ming gave him a dull look and said, "It's boring."
Feng Ci: "I'll take that as your agreement. Thank you."
"Don't thank me yet." Bai Ming stopped his unlucky brother who was about to slip away.
Under the night sky, he looked half-smiled and glanced back vaguely: "Are you talking about being caught by the traffic police, or is it about the child?"
"It's all the same." Feng Ci said, and as if he had eyes on the back of his head, he pushed back the berry that was sticking out.
"That's two things, then. Won't you beg me?"
Feng Ci: "Well, please."
"……OK."
It turns out that it’s not fun anymore when children grow up.
Bai Ming tried to see through the boy's calm face the shadow of the little boy who had a runny nose and ran after him when he was a child.
He sighed regretfully, bent down and greeted Meiguo who was hiding behind Feng Ci: "Little boy, do you want to go to big brother's house to play for a while?"
Meiguo, who was concentrating on stealing glances at the Samoyed at his feet, shook her head and whispered, "I'm not going."
Bai Ming would occasionally visit the pediatric department. He had some understanding of human cubs, but not much, and was not good at dealing with them.
He raised his voice as high as he could: "Then can big brother take you home?"
Feng Ci, who was standing by, saw the complicated look in his eyes, as if it was a dirty thing, and shook his legs with a chill.
From Berry's perspective, Bai Ming was like a fox, smiling with ill intentions, which reminded her of the little fox thief who had stolen her potatoes in the past.
Recalling the sad past, the little witch buried her head between Feng Ci's legs and replied loudly: "Thank you, no thanks, goodbye."
Feng Ci froze suddenly, and swiftly pulled the child out of his butt crack: "Are you an ostrich? What are you doing here? Stand still."
His tone was a bit fierce. Berry twisted twice, freed herself from his grasp, and said softly, "I am a human."
Bai Ming watched calmly. He saw Feng Ci's brows twisted into a knot, and his expression was full of anger and frustration mixed with a bit of helplessness. He couldn't help but feel a little relieved.
Bai Ming's casual smile was full of kindness and gentleness, which reminded Meiguo of her grandmother, and she suddenly wasn't afraid anymore.
Berry put aside her little emotion and took two small steps forward, staring straight at the oversized white steamed bun Samoyed, twisting her hands and speaking stiffly:
"Hello, uncle."
"Can I pet this puppy?"
Bai Mingwen smiled: "Call me brother."
Berry nodded and repeated, "Uncle, can I touch this brother?"
Bai Ming: “…”
Feng Ci turned sideways, put his fist to his lips, and his chest trembled silently.
Berry got the white flour bun as she wished. It was different from the robot dog she touched yesterday. It was fluffy and soft all over, even softer than the quilt she made from fluff seeds.
Samoyeds are naturally gentle and lively, like to be close to humans, and are especially friendly and gentle to human pups. It took the initiative to put its head against Berry's palm, turning its head back and forth while looking at Berry with its wet puppy eyes.
Berry had never seen such a chubby and clingy puppy. She couldn't even hold it with both hands. The puppy took such good care of itself.
After letting the two children play for quite a while, Feng Ci saw that it was almost time, so he took Meiguo and Bai Ming by his side and said goodbye.
Meiguo looked back every few steps, waved reluctantly, and shouted loudly: "I will come back. Goodbye, brother, goodbye, uncle."
The sharp-eyed Feng Ci saw Bai Ming's body pause slightly, and then his feet moved quickly.
"I'm so tired."
Berry yawned sleepily, "I want to close my eyes."
"I'm the one who's been taking you around so much, and I haven't complained about being tired yet. How dare you complain?"
Feng Ci pointed at the Maserati that started up not far away and said, "See that car? If you had just nodded, you would have been asleep in it by now."
Berry: "Is that your car?"
"Of course not, I'm not that showy." Feng Ci patted the front of the slightly plain electric scooter, "This is my official car, low-key and luxurious."
Meiguo wrapped her arms around his thighs tightly, and said firmly, "Then I want to sit with you."
"Don't you mind that it's two seats?"
"Two seats are good."
"What's good about it?"
"Well, low-key...luxury."
"Little follower, elementary school student."
Feng Ci curled his lips in disdain, but even his toes were trying hard to maintain his cold and unruly image.
It turned out that he wasn't so unpopular with children. After only two days of being with this little girl, she already trusted and relied on him so much.
Feng Ci squatted down and helped Meiguo put on her pink helmet, then lifted her up and sat her in the back seat. He set his jaw and said calmly:
"Hold on to my clothes. If your hands are cold, you can put them in my pockets."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Ci felt a sinking sensation in his pocket, and a warm source of heat pressed against his back. The child's voice was loud and cheerful: "Let's go."
The small electric scooter was running steadily on the avenue, its yellow lights flashing, and it gradually disappeared into the traffic and became completely invisible.
Feng Ci parked his electric scooter downstairs in the residential complex and said something to make conversation while waiting for the elevator: "You don't know, Bai Ming's four-wheeled vehicle is enough to buy a house. It would be a shame if you didn't take it."
Berry pricked up her ears and raised her head to listen. She said crisply, "But the uncle in the four-wheeled cart and the pretty sister are in cahoots. He wanted to trick me into giving him an acupuncture treatment. The clever little witch never falls for it."
Feng Ci remained silent.
"Oh, barbecued chicken drumsticks."
The little witch, who had been so sure of her words, suddenly exclaimed and beat her chest, "Maybe that was Uncle's compensation for giving me the acupuncture. He knew he was wrong, so he took me for a ride on four wheels."
Look at what she has missed. How could she think so badly of people?
"..." Feng Ci stuffed a plastic bag filled with calcium tablets and vitamins into her arms, "Take your own things. I'm not your father."
*
Starting more than three years ago, Feng Ci's day and night schedule was reversed during the winter and summer vacations.
People nicknamed him the "God of Staying Up Late". It is normal for him to not sleep at night and not get up during the day. He can sleep twelve hours a day, and the longest time he slept was a full twenty-two hours.
He didn't answer the phone or reply to WeChat messages, and his friends couldn't find him anywhere. Finally, they decided to call the police together. The property management opened the door with the police and woke Feng Ci up from his sleepy face. His yang energy was almost drained out.
Although it was a false alarm and did not make the news, Feng Ci would set an alarm for himself before going to bed to ensure that he would not fall into a deep sleep again.
Meiguo thinks Fengci is sick.
In their small town of Nange, no one has ever been able to sleep from sunrise to sunset.
The little witch sat cross-legged in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding the lollipop that Feng Ci gave her in her mouth, and lowered her head to rummage in her grandmother's bag.
After searching for a while, she suddenly pulled out a pitch-black iron pot that was bigger than her head. She waved it with her small hand tightly grasping a handful of dry broom handles, her blue eyes shining.
Berry grinned happily, Brother Feng is saved.
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