Chapter 18: Selective onset
The maid brought breakfast and couldn't find her in the room, and when she heard the report in the monitoring room, she came to the young master's bedroom with a frightened face.
Buckle –
Boke frowned and looked at the door.
"Young master, the little girl hasn't eaten breakfast yet."
She came running without eating?
Boke lowered her eyes to look at the girl in her arms, only to see her blinking innocent big eyes.
The door was loose, and the sacrificial man was taken out with one hand and placed firmly in front of the door, leaving only one sentence, "Go and eat." ”
There was a bang, and the door was shut.
The sacrificial bear pulled down his face and had to go eat first.
The Bo family is really wonderful, all large and small restaurants don't use it, everyone has to eat in the house.
Today's Bo family is very lively, and she can hear the noise below before she finishes eating.
Especially the master's breath was moving, her eyes widened, and she quickly finished breakfast and ran out.
She ran over in a rage, and the maid who was going to ask her for a medical examination didn't have time to catch her, and watched her run away.
Another maid who was cleaning covered her mouth and snickered, "Seeing that this little girl is so lively, I am afraid that this little lady's position is secure." ”
Boke is not in good health and takes medicine all year round, so there is a medical room at home, and basically everything is not lacking.
The tall man was debugging the instrument, "Young Master, has there been any discomfort recently?" ”
He is the personal doctor of the Bo family, Lin Shu.
Boko shook his head, his aura as he approached made him frown back, even though he was wearing gloves and a mask.
He thought that his illness had taken a turn for the better, and that his aversion to people was slowly healing, but now it seems that it is not.
Just as he was thinking about the little one, someone suddenly broke down the door.
Bo Ke on the hospital bed and Lin Shu, who was typing on the keyboard, both gathered to look, only to see a little girl standing at the door.
It's really... How could she find him wherever he was......
Lin Shu pushed his glasses and remembered his task today, "This is the adopted daughter." ”
Sacrificial Xiong Xiong looked at him twice, and his eyes rushed to his master, "Brother, I'm done." ”
She threw herself on the side of the bed, took his hand and said worriedly, "Brother, are you sick?" ”
Her breath rushed over, and Boke deliberately sensed it.
What greeted him was the faint milk fragrance of the female baby, and her proximity made him very comfortable, and he did not have Lin Shu's sense of crisis and rejection like a flood of beasts.
Facing her, his eyes filled with a slight brilliance, "Hmm." ”
Lin Shu looked at the two hands, one big and one small, but Young Master Bo didn't shake them off, he opened his mouth and was speechless in surprise.
That's not right.
Young Master Bo's autism is accompanied by a serious mental disorder, others rashly touch him, his reaction is a rapid heart rate, increased myocardial contractions, uncontrollable disgust and anger, accompanied by difficulty breathing, and shock on the spot.
In order to find out what had happened to his body, Lin Shu stepped forward across the boundary.
Boke's pupils contracted, and the suffocating sensation he had forgotten came back to his body.
Even if he treats his family, he can only give tenderness one meter away, let alone a familiar stranger!
His face climbed anxiously, his brows furrowed as if he could trap a mosquito, and he raised a pair of vigilant eyes as if he were about to eat people, and it was hard to imagine that this was a fourteen-year-old boy.
Seeing this, Jing Lin touched his nose and didn't go up to stimulate him, "Young Master, let's do an examination first, and then it will be Miss's turn later." ”
It seems that this disease is not good, what is the matter with this little girl, and she is still selectively ill??
He is most familiar with the appearance of his fried hair, in the past, Mr. Bo used stimulation therapy, even if Young Master Bo used this expression to slash people with a knife.