Faced with the innocent question from an eight-year-old child, Chen Ci seriously gave his answer: "Yes, I accidentally lost her, but I will definitely find her."
Fang Miao thought about it seriously: "What if we can't find one? Can we not consider my sister?"
Chen Ci gently patted Fang Miao's head: "You'll definitely find one. And your sister will definitely find a suitable man, so you don't need to worry about it."
Fang Miao sighed deeply, and said in a very mature tone, "But I know my own body. I don't know how much longer I can stay with my sister, or whether I can see her find someone she can entrust her life to..."
Chen Ci was moved by his mature sigh. He put down the half-finished milk tea on the table and said in a serious tone.
"Don't worry, I'm a miracle doctor, I can definitely cure your illness, you can stay with your sister as long as you want."
This was the first time Fang Miao had ever heard a doctor confidently claim that he could cure a patient's illness.
He laughed: "Brother, you're really silly. What if I remember this sentence? If I accidentally die later, can I come back and extort money from you?"
Chen Ci looked at him and smiled: "Fang Miao, are you really only eight years old?"
This logic and language organization ability are simply not what an eight-year-old should have.
Fang Miao stuck out her tongue: "You wouldn't understand, would you? I call it 'When the youth are strong, the nation is strong!'"
He made a large flicking motion, knocking the phone off the bed sheet and onto Chen Ci's feet.
He bent down to pick it up, but accidentally tapped the screen. A photo that suddenly appeared on the screen made him freeze in his tracks.
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