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149. Slapped in the face by a woman who didn't grow up (updated)

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    Mi Qixing looks pink and jade-carved, very cute, his eyebrows have not yet opened, and his face is round, but it is not difficult to see that he must be a stunningly beautiful man when he grows up.

    "It's really big and small" Mi Qilin sighed softly, Qi Xing and Yin Chuhuan looked exactly the same.

    Zhu Er came in with a hot water bottle, made a pot of hot tea for Mi Qilin, and then stepped back to tidy up all the things Mi Qilin had bought.

    Mi Qilin didn't recover from his fatigue after drinking tea, so he went back to the bedroom and lay down next to Mi Qixing for an afternoon nap. When he woke up, it was nearly dusk.

    Mi Qixing has already woken up, lying in her arms motionless, staring at her with big watery eyes.

    "What's the matter?" Mi Qilin raised his hand and pinched the little ghost's face, and there was nothing good about that expression.

    "Hey, mom, I want to ask, is Uncle Da Qiao my father?" Mi Qixing rolled his eyes and asked with a smile.

    "Uh" Mi Qilin was startled, why did the child ask such a question suddenly.

    "I look so similar to him, and I think the relationship between you is quite close, so I'll ask."

    "Qixing, in fact, my mother experienced some things when she was pregnant with you, and I can't remember the past." Mi Qilin took his hands away from Mi Qixing's face, and stroked the top of his hair instead.

    "However, he is indeed your father." Mi Qilin sighed and decided to tell him.

    "Dad?" Mi Qixing didn't have a father since he was a child, let alone heard this word from Mi Qilin, but he quickly understood the meaning.

    Mi Qixing got up and shouted excitedly, "Really? Uncle Da Qiao, no, Dad! Is he really my dad?!"

    "Are you happy?" Mi Qilin propped up his body and sat up, a little surprised, "Don't you feel anything else?"

    "What other feelings?" Mi Qixing pouted with a puzzled face, "I've always imagined what my father is like. Although my uncle is very kind to me, my uncle is not my father."

    "Seven Stars" The corners of Mi Qilin's eyes were moist.

    A three-year-old child is the time when his father loves his mother, when all willfulness is allowed, and when all acting like a baby is tolerated.  But Mi Qixing can only act like a baby in front of her, and is very sensible at other times.

    Perhaps it was because he knew that his family was incomplete, and he couldn't act like a baby, as that would only bother his mother.

    "Mom, I know what you're thinking. Do you think this incident is too sudden?" Mi Qixing looked at Mi Qilin with a flat face and a serious expression, "Actually, if you think about it, it's not sudden."  Ah, you and Dad separated because of some things, but I'm already this old, and there was a gap of several years."

    "You really think so?" Mi Qilin felt very relieved. It is a good thing that Mi Qixing has no estrangement or grudge against Yin Chuhuan.

    "Of course. Dad is so handsome and kind. It's a pleasure to meet him again. Qixing is also very happy to have a dad." Mi Qixing looked like a young man.

    "It's been so hard for you for so many years." Mi Qilin felt sore in his heart, and felt that what he was most sorry for was his child, for not being able to give him a complete family for so many years.

    "It's not bitter. I have a mother, an uncle, and my aunt Liu. Qixing is very happy." Mi Qixing reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of Mi Qilin's eyes, and comforted him.

    "Then what will you do if Dad proposes to pick you up to live with him?" Mi Qilin suddenly thought of a very serious problem. In ancient times, heirs were very important. According to what Yin Chuhuan said, since she disappeared, he has been  Alone, now that he knows the existence of the child, will he let the child recognize his ancestors?

    She hasn't remembered the past herself, so she decides to keep a distance from Yin Chuhuan.  However, the child is very close to him, and there is no reason to keep a distance.

    "Of course I will go when my mother goes." Mi Qixing replied nonchalantly, "Even if he is my father, we just met after all. Of course Qixing kisses her mother."

    "Hehe, you think it through." Mi Qilin kissed Mi Qixing on the cheek, "Are you hungry? Shall I go to the kitchen and get something to eat?"

    "En." Mi Qixing was hungry after sleeping.

    As soon as the two got up, Zhu Er said that the ghost doctor had ordered a table of meals and told them to eat.

    Several people didn't talk much during the meal, Yan Xiaoliu hesitated to speak a few times, she was very curious about Mickey Lin's past, but when she wanted to speak a few times, she felt the ghost doctor's cold gaze on her, so she had to give up.

    ?After dinner, Zhu Er called the waiter to clear the table, and Mi Qilin also brought Mi Qixing for breakfast.?Recovery, he also tried some methods to no avail.

    Yin Chuhuan could tell from the ghost doctor's attitude that he had sincere feelings for Mi Qilin, and suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart, so he asked in a petty way, "Is there no way or I don't want to have a way?"

    The air in the room cooled down for a while, and the ghost doctor's hand holding the teacup froze, but soon he regained his composure, and smiled secretly in his heart, is this person jealous?

    In fact, when the ghost doctor knew that the man in front of him was Mi Qixing's father, he had already decided to quit. His affection for Mi Qilin was not fake, but he couldn't get Mi Qilin to accept him for three and a half years, which meant that they had no destiny  point.

    Since he was jealous, wouldn't he be too sorry for him if he didn't do something to embarrass him?

    Thinking of this, the ghost doctor raised the corners of his lips and squinted at Yin Chuhuan, "Oh? Then do you think I can't cure her or don't want to cure her at all?"

    Yin Chuhuan didn't expect the ghost doctor to throw the question back to himself like this. He sighed lightly, but didn't know how to answer it.

    As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he already regretted it.  The person in front of him is Jiang Minhang, a famous ghost doctor in Jianghu.

    Rumor has it that he cured his illness with his hands, and even those who stepped into the palace of Hades with one foot would be rescued by his hands.

    Rumor has it that he has an eccentric personality. Not only does he have to pay a sky-high price for the consultation fee, but he also depends on whether he is compatible with the patient.

    But the person in front of him is quite different from the rumors. Not only is his appearance not cold, but he has the handsome bones of an outsider.

    Meeting Mi Qilin not only saved her, but also took care of her for so long.  In any case, Jiang Minhang will never be the ruthless person in the rumors.

    I really shouldn't compete with him, why should I be so jealous

    Jiang Minhang was just teasing Yin Chuhuan for a while, seeing his gloomy face and a hint of sadness in his eyes, he decided to let it go, took a sip of tea, and continued: "Actually, I really can't do anything. At first I took care of her, but  It's just to restore my self-esteem, after all, I've practiced medicine for many years, and I think I can cure all diseases in the world, but I can't do anything about her memory."

    "Recovering memory is really so difficult?" Yin Chuhuan twitched his Adam's apple, frowned and looked at the ghost doctor. The anxiety and worry in his expression moved the ghost doctor.

    "I also had the experience of treating amnesia before, but I don't know why, but it doesn't work when it comes to Tangtang." Jiang Minhang shook his head, also looking puzzled.

    "I must find a way to cure her. If she can't remember me" Yin Chuhuan clenched his palms on the table into fists, trembling slightly. He couldn't imagine that if Mi Qilin couldn't remember him all the time, he would  what will become.

    "You don't have to be too sad, judging from her current appearance, she still accepts you, doesn't she?" The ghost doctor endured the pain in his heart and comforted his rival.

    "En." Yin Chuhuan nodded, leaning his head on the back of the chair, he felt that his fate was miserable.

    "Master, Miss Wu Qingying is here." Outside the door, a servant girl's voice interrupted the two of them.

    "Let her come in." Yin Chuhuan ordered, then turned to the ghost doctor and said, "Miss Wu Qingying is the number one player in Qianjinlou, and she is very good at playing the piano. I specially asked her to present a song for Doctor Jiang."

    While talking, Wu Qingying walked in with a piano in her arms. After Fushen saluted, the ghost doctor suddenly stood up, pointed at her tremblingly with his arms outstretched, but failed to say anything.

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