The rich family's parents were robbed, and the milk group went crazy for the boss's family

Out of curiosity, Xian Yutao followed.

However, the building was crowded with people, and when the two old men, who were over fifty years old, walked in slowly, they couldn't find anyone there.

"Alas, my legs and feet are not as good as they used to be when I'm old..." After muttering this, the two of them walked to the consultation desk to ask the nurse on duty.

The young nurse happened to have some recollection of the matter, and she pointed behind her and said, "I saw that gentleman go to the back."

After saying thank you, the two walked to the back.

The young nurse kept watching their backs until they left. She felt that the two old people looked somewhat familiar, but she just couldn't remember where she had seen them.

Walking along this building, you can see another building connected to it at the back, which is the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

As he walked inside, Xian Yutao looked down at the doctor's duty roster sent to his mobile phone, and finally fixed his attention on one person's name.

"Teacher, I saw Lao Zhan in the hospital today, so I guess they should be there."

"Go and have a look."

The two walked to the chief physician's office, stood outside the door and put their ears to the door to listen to the noise inside.

Unfortunately, the soundproofing was so good that they didn't hear anything.

Tan Hongru coughed, stood up and knocked on the door.

A few seconds later, a man pulled the door halfway open and stood at the doorway and said to the people outside, "Excuse me, Doctor Zhan is treating my daughter right now. Please wait a moment."

While talking, Mu Feng felt that the old man outside looked very familiar.

"Huh?" He was suddenly stunned after he said that. He looked at Tan Hongru's face and stammered for a long time before finally asking a question.

"Aren't you Professor Tan?"

Tan Hongru snorted, his face serious, "Hurry up and let me in."

"Oh, please come in!"

Mu Feng quickly opened the door, although he didn't know what this big Buddha was doing here.

In the office, an old man with gray hair sat in a chair and took someone's pulse.

When Fu Sihuai came, he brought all the test reports from another hospital, which saved him a lot of trouble.

Zhan Yuren put his hand on Qingqing's wrist, said nothing, and looked a little solemn.

After a while, he withdrew his hand, opened the test reports brought by Fu Sihuai and began to read them.

The two who walked in were relaxed as if they were at home, and strolled over.

As I got closer and saw the serious expression on his face, I asked.

"What's wrong, James? What's wrong with the child?"

Xian Yutao walked over and stopped beside Fu Sihuai naturally. He bent down and pinched Qingqing's wrist to test it.

After taking my pulse, he lowered his voice and asked kindly, "Son, tell me, how do you feel right now?"

Hearing this self-introduction, Tan Hongru, who was standing next to him, eyelids twitched violently.

He exchanged glances with Fu Sihuai and quickly looked away as if he had been burned.

Xiao Qingqing's voice was very faint, but the room was quiet enough for her to be heard clearly.

"I really want to sleep..."

Xian Yutao rubbed her head, walked over to accompany Zhan Yuren, and looked at the examination report together.

Now it was Tan Hongru's turn. He was also a doctor and bent down to hold Qingqing's little hand.

It's plump and soft.

Although Qingqing was sleepy, it did not stop her from being curious.

Why does everyone grab her wrist when they come?

She looked at the old man who was holding her wrist, her thick, curly eyelashes blinking and fluttering like a small fan.

After releasing her wrist, Tan Hongru pinched her cheek. His soft, old fingers sank into it with a click.

"Let me see your tongue." He lowered his voice unconsciously.

"Open your mouth, my dear." Fu Sihuai lowered his eyes and gently pried her chin with his hand.

The little girl obediently opened her mouth and made a "boo" sound.

From his perspective, Tan Hongru saw two small rabbit-like teeth.

He realized that his fingers were preventing the little girl from opening her mouth, and quickly let go.

Xiao Qingqing opened her mouth wide and said softly, "Ah——"

The color is light red, normal.

He stared at the little girl's rabbit-like eyes for a while, frowning slightly, "How did you do that?"

Fu Sihuai was honest, "I cried."

There's no point in being dishonest; it's obvious at a glance.

This gave Tan Hongru an opportunity, and he scolded with a stern face.

"How can you be such an incompetent father, making your child cry like this!"

Fu Sihuai nodded, a hint of apology in his voice, "Professor Tan is right."

Instead, Qingqing widened her eyes in shock and stared at Tan Hongru without blinking.

Her soft and cute voice was a little stuttering, and she was both timid and tough.

"You, you scolded my father..."

Tan Hongru lowered his head and met the little girl's slightly accusing eyes.

It was watery and red, and it made people's hearts soften suddenly.

"It's okay, Qingqing." Fu Sihuai hugged her tightly and changed his posture. He held her little hand, lowered his eyes, and spoke in a gentle voice.

"He's concerned about you. Do you know who this grandfather is?"

Qingqing said she didn’t know.

Fu Sihuai explained to her, "Do you remember what I told you before, that I found a master for you?"

Seeing the little girl's confused eyes, he taught her, "This is it, hurry up and call me Master."

Tan Hongru still had a stern face, but he felt that it was not too difficult to accept.

At least Little Potato Egg is cute.

Qingqing didn't understand the word "master", but she was obedient.

She turned her head to look at the old man in front of her, and smelled the floral scent on his body, which had been in her body for a long time.

"Master..." After the baby voice called out, Tan Hongru's face suddenly relaxed, and then he heard the little girl mutter something.

“It smells so good~”

For some reason, Qingqing suddenly felt a little hungry when she smelled the fragrance of flowers. She raised her arm to wipe the crystal liquid that was about to flow from the corner of her mouth, took a sip, and stared at Tan Hongru with her big black eyes.

"Master, can I eat?"

Tan Hongru was shocked, and the idea that he thought she was cute just now disappeared in an instant.

Fu Sihuai's eyelids jumped and he quickly covered her mouth.

"Be good, Master can't eat it."

He felt his palms were warm, so he turned around and took out a few tissues to wipe Qingqing's mouth.

At this time, she did not forget to look up and explain to Tan Hongru, "Professor Tan, don't be afraid, Qingqing is just joking with you."

Tan Hongru, disheveled in the wind: "..."

If I hadn't seen you hurriedly wiping your saliva, I would have almost believed it.