At this moment, he is no longer an old man who needs to be respected, and she is not a noble and peerless queen.

The two of them have no identity bonds, just two equal people.

Cui Yan withdrew her hand and said lightly, "Now, let's go into the house and discuss Ling Gongzi's condition?" ”

"Of course." Somehow, in the face of his serious and serious expression, Xing An felt that those jokes and ridicules couldn't be said at this time.

Several people entered the house and sat down, and Xing Sen was already waiting in the room.

The snow light outside the house hit him softly, dressed in green clothes, his face was gentle, and he looked at the person with a faint smile. A pair of inky black eyes, clear and translucent.

At this moment, he is quiet and beautiful.

He exudes a casualness and gentleness from his bones. It is like a mountain orchid, which makes people unconsciously want to get close. He didn't feel sorry for himself, nor did he complain about others, all he had was infinite love and gratitude for life.

He had a diametrically opposite attitude to life from those who were suffering from serious diseases in his previous life. Those people, so cynical that they wanted to transfer all their pain to others, she had heard that there was an inhumane patient who castrated all the doctors who had treated him.

Because of the experience in her previous life, Cui Yan had a good impression of this gentle man, and together with the old man Xing, she also looked up to him a lot.

The life attitude of the criminal son is inseparable from the teaching of criminal security. Only a father who is equally optimistic and loves life can educate such a casual and gentle son.

He passed on all his wisdom and strategy to Xiao Yu, and gave optimism, open-mindedness, and all his love to the man in front of him.

Seeing Xiao Yu and Cui Yan coming in, Xing Sen apologized: "Hou Jin can't greet each other, it's rude." ”

smiled indifferently, just like his temperament, warm as an orchid.

Cui Yan took a pen and paper from Bai Zhi's hand and wrote down basic information such as name, gender, and background on the paper.

Seeing her hand holding a wooden stick and writing quickly on the paper, Xing An was quite surprised, "What kind of pen is this, so strange?" ”

Still, it's pretty quick to write.

Looking at Cui Yan's words again, she is not as beautiful as an ordinary woman, and she is a little arrogant.

Seeing words and people, Xing'an was a little more satisfied with Cui Yan.

With courage, courage, and arrogance, such a woman is qualified to stand by Xiao Yu's side.

"Master Xing, Master Xing, I will ask a few basic questions next, please answer them truthfully."

"Okay."

"Dare to ask how old is Childe?" Cui Yan asked.

"Twenty-five years old." Torture Forest.

"When did it happen?"

"You can do it at the age of one or two, but it is slower than your peers, and you can't walk until you are three years old." Xing An recalled, "After the doctor's diagnosis and treatment, they all said that there was a shortage in the mother's womb.

The old man had a chronic illness, and he was afraid that the blood of the torturer would be broken, so he searched for a famous doctor and got a miracle medicine, and sure enough, he got a son in old age. The person who gave me the miracle medicine told me that this prescription is very domineering and may be harmful to the fetus. "In his later years, he had a son by his side, and he had nothing to ask for, but to pity his young child, who was disabled for life.

For Xing Sen, he felt guilty in his heart, but on his face, he did not leak half of it.

Speaking of his illness, Xing An was extremely calm, as if he was recounting another thing that had nothing to do with him.

The face is generous, without half a point of embarrassment and embarrassment.