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Chapter 12 What can I do to save you, my dad?

Did you run through the only road three times?

Why?

Chi Sheng's eyes looked like he was mentally retarded and fell on Bo Zhiyan.

Bo Zhiyan lowered his head and looked at the child he picked up yesterday.

He always felt that this child was sent by God to torture him. He looked innocent and cute, but in fact he was very ghostly.

Whose child is this? Please take it away quickly!

The man had the professional ethics of an actor, his expression did not change at all, and he asked the little guy who was causing trouble.

"Who insists on following me here? Who is clamoring to see her?"

After saying that, Bo Zhiyan looked at Chi Sheng.

"He insists on seeing you."

Chi Sheng nodded and accepted this statement.

If the child wants to see her, it is better to block her on the road she must pass than to block her at the recording site. There are so many cameras at the scene, which is not good for the child.

She understands the stakes clearly.

Chi Sheng looked at the child and saw that the child had changed into a new set of clothes, was neatly dressed, and had clean hair and face. Presumably, Bo Zhi's banquet had already been arranged in terms of life.

"Then how do you take care of Yuxing while you are at work?" Chi Sheng asked.

"Put it in the hotel first and have two nannies taking care of it. Police Officer Wang will be in contact via video every day to ensure the child's health and safety," Bo Zhiyan replied.

"Okay, you remember to take Yuxing for a comprehensive physical examination." It is very necessary to understand the child's physical constitution and health status.

Bo Zhiyan nodded: "Of course, this has been arranged."

The two talked back and forth, and were temporarily harmonious.

Chi Sheng said no more words.

Although she and Bo Zhiyan were at odds with each other, this man's character was still trustworthy.

"Sister, your hands are dirty!" Bo Yuxing is a very flexible child. He quickly pulled Chi Sheng into the car and took out a wet wipe to wipe Chi Sheng's hands himself.

Her wet little hand grabbed Chi Sheng's hand and wiped it carefully.

Chi Sheng felt that this child was really well-behaved. How could any parents be so lucky to have such a sensible child?

After Bo Yuxing wiped his left hand and his right hand, he saw that the bandage had been removed from Chi Sheng's wrist, and the original wound had scabbed over.

He knew that his mother had a special constitution and strong recovery ability.

Even though he was seriously injured, he always smiled and reassured him that it was okay.

The little guy put his lips to his and blew gently on Chi Sheng's wound.

The girl tilted her head, as if aware of the child's guilt, and said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, it's fine. Look, the wounds are all healed."

"But..." Bo Yuxing lowered his head and said in a low voice: "The wound is healed, but it doesn't mean you haven't been in pain..."

Chi Sheng's heart was hit by something, and he was stunned for a long time.

These words happened to be overheard by Bo Zhiyan who followed him.

The man didn't say anything, but took out a bottle of ointment from the car and threw it to Chi Sheng.

Chi Sheng came back to his senses and reached out to catch it.

She knew this brand of ointment, which was a very precious trauma medicine.

I wanted to thank him, but when I saw the man's cold face, I forced myself to swallow my thanks.

She turned back to look at Bo Yuxing and told her gently: "Yuxing, if you are wronged or don't want to follow him anymore, come and find your sister! Fuck with your sister!"

The five-year-old child smiled happily and nodded heavily: "Okay!"

"Fuck with you?"

The cold voice interrupted the warm scene of the girl and the cute baby at an inappropriate time.

The man's face was full of doubts, "The kind that makes you hungry for nine meals in three days?"

Chi Sheng glanced at Bo Zhiyan with a ferocious look.

If it wasn't in front of her children, she would want to beat this bitch right now.

Bo Yuxing:......

He looked back at his biological father, who had a bump on his head, and let out a sigh that was inappropriate for his age.

Hey, what can I do to save you, my father?

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