Mo Yifan smiled and said that I came to visit a child. I remember that his ward seems to be over there. I can go there and don’t bother you.
Mo Yifan said that the nurse passed by holding flowers and continued to walk inside, walking with a pair of eyes and looking at the situation of each ward on both sides. It was this time that Mo Yifan memorized it.
Finally, when he was about to reach the end of the corridor, he suddenly saw a skinny little boy living in a swinging room. The little boy’s skin was very white and his eyes were blue and as deep as the sea. I don’t know why Mo Yifan suddenly felt a palpitation at the sight of the little boy.
In addition, there is a doctor in a white coat in this ward. The doctor is holding a small one in front of the little boy’s bed, frowning, writing and drawing, and he doesn’t know what he is busy with.
Mo Yifan heaved a sigh of relief and stopped to think that this is it.
Zhi a ward gently calling Mo Yifan softly walked in and slowly came to the front of the bed. The little boy immediately looked at Mo Yifan curiously with big beautiful eyes. I don’t know how this uninvited guest suddenly came to him.
Mo Yifan put a finger to the little boy’s mouth and made a hissing gesture, then turned to the window and picked the vase on the windowsill that had been slightly crying and withered, and then inserted the bunch of flowers in his hand.
At this time, the doctor finally found that there was another person in the room and turned around quickly.
Chapter two hundred and sixty-seven AIDS boy
When the doctor saw Mo Yifan, he was slightly stunned, and then severely yelled, Who are you? Who let you in? I don’t know if this is the intensive isolation observation room. Go.
Mo Yifan smiled and said, I’m sorry. Do I want to lend you clothes?
Mo Yifan walked over and stretched out his hand to pick up the doctor’s clothes. Where did the doctor experience such a thing? When he met a glass coming from the back mountain, his hair stood on end and he hurriedly struggled to escape to the door.
Mo Yifan had a hard time catching a target, so how could he let him run away and hold the doctor’s collar and gently pull one hand and knock the slender needle on the back of the doctor’s head and close it at the fingertips and penetrate into the back of the doctor’s head? The doctor suddenly fainted when Cheren called at the moment without coming.
Uncle, are you a murderer? The skinny little boy watched Mo Yifan knock the doctor unconscious but didn’t scream, which surprised Mo Yifan. He had prepared a needle. If the boy woke up, he would immediately let the little boy fall asleep with him. Of course, Mo Yifan would be very careful not to hurt the poor little boy.
But at this time, the little boy didn’t show the slightest panic except curiosity, just like an adult who has experienced several crises and vicissitudes.
Well, do you think uncle I look like a bad person? Mo Yifan feels that his face is not too heavy and his hair is not long, and he doesn’t look like a fugitive, does he?
The little boy blinked and shook his head and said that uncle doesn’t look like a bad guy, but there is an old saying in China that a good man or a bad guy can’t tell from his appearance. If you’re not a bad guy, why should you knock Uncle George out? Don’t you want to pretend to be a doctor to assassinate a patient in the hospital? Well, someone must have seen his uncle when he did something bad, right, uncle? You just want to kill someone, right? It’s all in the movie.
The little boy’s analysis of Mo Yifan’s motives is well founded, which makes Mo Yifan doubt that he is not a good person. What surprises Mo Yifan most is that the little boy actually knows the old saying of China, which is not simple.
A little French boy actually knows the old saying of China, so he is probably a hybrid, but he doesn’t look like it.
So Mo Yifan couldn’t help but wonder if you can speak Chinese, an old saying in China.
Mo Yifan’s sentence is in Chinese, that is to say, to test it casually. I didn’t expect the little boy to nod his head and then speak Chinese quite well. Of course he will. I am very uncle China, and you can speak Chinese, too. Are you from China?
Of course, I’m a fake. Who is your Chinese? Is your adult from China? Mo Yifan quickly peeled off the doctor’s clothes and put them on himself. The little boy chatted casually. He was really curious about the little boy. He looked like he was only four or five years old at most. At this age, he was very playful and his intelligence was not mature enough. It would be good to speak his mother tongue fluently. But at present, the little boy is obviously an alternative. He speaks Chinese much more smoothly than ordinary children in China.
No, no one in our family is from China.
The little boy seems to have some regrets, so I will have a chance to go to China and have a look at the Great Wall of Wan Li, China, and the Terracotta Warriors and Horses of the Qin Dynasty. He also said that Zhonghua Mountain is water curtain cave.
Mo Yifan smell speech for a stay. I can’t believe that this little boy knows a lot. Now, I’m afraid there are not many children as big as China who can clearly say these things.
Then who is your Chinese?
No one taught me. My little boy smiled and said that because I usually have no one to play with me, I can pass the day by looking at it. However, I am still a China fairy tale. Unfortunately, I can hardly buy it translated into French, China fairy tales and Chinese. There is nothing I can do.
What have you done? Mo Yifan doubts that the little boy is talking big. Chinese is almost one of the most difficult languages in the world. It is simpler and almost impossible to talk with a Chinese speaker. But now the little boy can not only speak Chinese, but also speak it so well. The standard is almost higher than that of most people in China. How can he achieve this level of spoken Chinese in a few years? But even if he is only a few years old in his life, he is a child prodigy.
This is very simple
The little boy stretched out his hand and pointed to a note-taking brain at the bedside and said, I bought a Chinese software here, in which the pronunciation of real people is easy to annotate in English and French.
Mo Yifan saw the little boy typing a folder, but it was software. He suddenly spoke. It seems that the world is a true genius. This monster was proficient in two languages when he was a kid. Mo Yifan seemed to be able to play with mud when he remembered his age. He also stuttered in Lickitung or came to school later, so it was not easy to correct it. But you are looking at this French child. Alas, people are better than people.
However, it is an important thing for Mo Yifan to do here, not to look for a genius. Therefore, although he praised the little French boy, he didn’t have time to talk more. After the doctor’s clothes were stripped, he conveniently stuffed them under the bed. Let’s see if the little boy can’t decide whether to put him to sleep first.
Uncle, are you going to knock me out?
The little boy seems to have seen through Mo Yifan’s mind and smiled and said, Look, you knocked Uncle George out, so you shouldn’t be cruel to me, should you? But I’m afraid of hurting your uncle’s hand as gently as possible, okay?
Mo Yifan’s hands are shaking. What a cute child! Mo Yifan feels that if he really treats the little boy’s hands, that is, even if he sleeps in a hole, so that the little boy doesn’t feel a little pain, it’s just a sleep, then he will feel like a devil in a fairy tale, and even he will hate himself.
But if you don’t put the little boy to sleep, what should you do if you leave the room later and the little boy starts yelling?
After a little hesitation, Mo Yifan decided to do it. After all, it is important to do it. He can’t spoil the event because of his momentary weakness. However, it really made him very sorry to do this to this lovely boy. He decided to make a little taste for the little boy.
Little brother, I have to let you sleep for a little while. Well, don’t worry, it’s just a little sleep. You won’t feel any pain, and you’re so close to us. I’ll help you cure your illness when I’m done, okay
Mo Yifan spoke in a warm tone as far as possible, but he still felt a little like grandma wolf lying to a child, and he felt ashamed of himself
The little boy smiled and shook his head and said, you can do whatever you want, and you don’t promise me anything. You can’t cure my illness. Although you look more like a doctor than Uncle George in this dress, you can’t cure my illness.
Mo Yifan smiled slightly and didn’t say much. It is meaningless for a child to show off his medical skills. He said that he will try his best to solve the problem of whether he can cure it. He believes that he can’t cure all the diseases in the world, but there are not many diseases that really make him helpless.
Ok, but I will try my best to help you treat it. Now you should have a good sleep first. Mo Yifan said, reaching out and touching two needles in the little boy’s field, he didn’t let the little boy see that he had pierced the acupuncture point on the top of his head before he knew it. The little boy slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep without smiling.
What an elf and eccentric prodigy!
Mo Yifan sighed lightly and helped the little boy to lie flat and return to the hospital bed and help him to cover the quilt.
Looking at this boy sleeping so peacefully, Mo Yifan wondered whose child it was to raise such a super prodigy, and his parents would treasure him so much. How could he let such a small child live alone in the hospital without a nurse?