[261 Exactly the same face]

"Hello! Excuse me! I'm the tenant who came to visit this afternoon, Yan Xiaoyu! I seem to have forgotten my stuff here, may I open the door and let me go in and find it......"

Xiaoyu tapped on the door, embarrassed to shout in his voice, leaning his face against the door and explaining a string of explanations, but he slapped for five minutes, and there was no answer inside.

"It's obviously on the light......" Miss Yan was entangled, looked at the room from the window, and thought about whether she should shoot the window, after all, the three hours required by the young master were getting closer and closer, and she didn't want to be abused by the young master without asking for leave......

Just as he was thinking about what to do, the white-painted wooden door clicked, slowly revealing a pair of eyes.

Then, there was a freckled cheek and an expressionless face.

"Hello, my things ......" Xiao Yu opened his mouth to say his request, but was interrupted by the nanny with a gloomy temperament, "Just now, Miss was changing clothes, so the door opened late, I'm sorry, Miss Yan, please come in, our Miss is invited." ”

"Miss Jane?" Xiao Yu paused, and before she could speak, she felt a cold hand fall on her arm, pulling her into the house, and the piece of skin that she was touched was like being polished by the sand in the ice and snow, rough and cold, making people tremble unconsciously.

Xiao Yu shuddered, and before he could resist, he was pulled into the house, and after he stood up, he saw that the house was very tidy, and the roof was very dim with a lamp, so dark that he could barely see the path of walking on the soles of his feet, and only saw a human dent on the sofa, which seemed to have been sat on a few minutes ago.

Xiao Yu took two steps forward and found that the room was filled with a very strong aroma of essential oils, which made people feel very uncomfortable, because its thick Cheng dù made people feel that they could not breathe, as if it was deliberately covering up another smell.

And when she saw a lot of bottles and cans and Chinese medicinal materials on the table in front of the sofa, she knew in her heart and no longer doubted anything.

The nanny brought the coffee, or the cup she used in the afternoon, it was very clean, as new, the brown brown coffee floated in the white cup, the smoke rose up, tasted it, the taste was excellent, the coffee smelled in the nose, some drowsy taste.

When Yan Xiaoyu tasted the freshly brewed coffee and wanted to sigh at the soaring skills of the nanny, he heard footsteps from behind, very slowly, but very steadily.

"Is it Miss Yan?"

A nice female voice sounded behind her, crisp, soft, with a gentle smile, and approachable.

Xiao Yu put down the coffee, turned his face away, and suddenly, he was shocked, his eyes widened, and even at this moment, he forgot to breathe, and stayed in his chest.

Because, she saw two faces...... Two, identical faces.

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"Aunt An, I want to go to the playground."

"Aunt An, I want to eat ice cream."

"Aunt An, why don't I go shopping with you......"

Song Qingtian held the puppet doll, sat on the sofa and looked at Aunt An Yi who was holding a needle and dispensing medicine, and pleaded with a pitiful face, "Aunt An, can you not get an injection......"

"No", even if you usually pet Xiao Qingtian no matter how bad, but when it comes to the condition and medical skills, Dr. An has always been able to restore the ghostly style, let you sell cute and beg for mercy and all kinds of tricks, no one can listen to it, it is difficult to persuade, "Blood drawing is a must, a full body examination is also necessary, sunny day, you haven't taken medicine well in the past few months, not to mention, even the most basic examinations have escaped a lot, you have been in charge of your body and daily medication care since birth, in this regard, I will never allow myself to be derelict in my duties." ”

Aunt An was righteous, and Xiao Qingtian suddenly had nothing to say.

It's not that she's ignorant, and she's not afraid of pain, it's just that she hates herself who surrenders to drugs and has to give in because of everyone's care and love, and the impatience of reality.

I haven't taken medicine for a few months, because I want to make myself forget that Song Qingtian is a medicine jar.

Skipping the inspection several times in a row is to get used to it, and she can be a normal person like other children.

"Aunt An......" Xiao Qingtian puffed out her cheeks, picked up the doll to cover her cheeks, and only revealed a pair of flawless and pitiful big eyes, "Aunt An, wait for five months on a sunny day to check again...... The last time I lasted three months was forcibly interrupted by Daddy and Mommy, this time, I want to make a breakthrough and improve......"

She doesn't want to rely on drugs forever, and she also wants to make herself stronger, no longer a fragile glass doll and palm treasure in everyone's eyes.

When An Yi heard Qingtian's words, she was stunned for a moment, looked at her pleading eyes like a puppy, stopped her movements inexplicably, and stood there, not knowing whether to continue or not--Although it was the work arranged by Xiao Tou before leaving, it was ......

Children who are too strong are always easy to be pitied, and thus even more unbearable.

And such a strong force also happened to make her think of a person.

That person, at that time, was still a teenager, every year, when the headache symptoms were left due to the implantation of a memory chip in the brain, he always stayed alone in the dormitory, not eating, drinking, not speaking, not even making any movements, just sitting quietly in the corner, enduring and painful.

She always thought that the symptoms of the sequelae were very mild, because the young man could endure it so calmly, so it would not hurt much.

It wasn't until one time, when she was recalled to the headquarters because of something and saw Shishi, who was not more than ten years old, losing consciousness due to headaches, that she realized that the pain caused by this memory chip was unimaginable to ordinary people.

She tried her best to rummage through medical classics, find all kinds of treatments for the sequelae of pain caused by viral surgery, and stayed up for several days and nights, and finally found a way to alleviate the light, although the effect was not great, but at least, it made Xiaoshi regain consciousness and reduce the possibility of dying in a coma.

I think the sequelae will hurt more and more over time. ’

Before sending her on the plane back to Baiyue, Shi explained to her, 'When I was eight years old, I could feel a slight pain, but by the time I was nine, it could gradually affect my thinking; When I was ten years old, it hurt and it completely took away my consciousness. ’