The only slight bruises that appeared on the muscle epidermis were caused by Boa, but for the sake of safety, Dr. Douglas did a full set of examinations for him - the equipment of the school hospital can diagnose and treat almost all kinds of diseases or conditions that require short-term treatment, and the examination and treatment room is fully equipped, and half an hour later, the assistant doctor brought an X-ray of Hopkins Jr., and Dr. Douglas clamped it to the viewing table, turned on the light source, and the film on the black "color" showed translucent white "colored" ribs, no cracks, no atrophy, "You've got the prettiest ribs in the world," said Dr. Douglas, "and it's all right, don't worry," he added gently, "they're all fine, not a little damaged, and as for those bruises, I'll give you ice first, and you'll be in a little pain for twenty-four hours, and you'll probably be in a little pain tonight......," the doctor smiled, "If you really can't sleep, you can drink some tea." Use the reader,! He stood up, walked to a cabinet with many drawers, counted the labels on it, searched carefully for a few minutes, opened one of them, and took out three small gauze tea bags.

Sasha took a bag of "medicine" and sniffed it curiously, "Rose and dendrobium,"

"That's right, take it back and ask the caretaker to boil you a pot of boiling water, soak them up, and drink them when they're warm." The doctor said, "Your age is not suitable for tranquilizers and 'pills'. They can give you a good dream. ”

"But if you feel severe pain or a fever, come to me immediately." He concluded.

***

Boa didn't go far and he looked at Sasha. Hopkins walked into the white-colored building, then came out, and after a while, he walked in.

The door was not closed, and Dr. Douglas was taking medical records, hunched on his desk, frowning, serious and serious, the square-nib pen rustling on the pale yellow "colored" paper. Bo'er stood at the door for a while, and found that no one paid attention to him for the time being, so he pretended to have nothing to do, and wandered to the dark chest of drawers, where he deftly groped for the drawer with his hands behind his back and his fingers, which was as tall as an adult and as wide as two adults, with a total of thirty floors. There were twenty drawers on each floor, and the labels on them were all in ancient Latin, which probably no one could read except for scholars who specialized in the ancient Bible and Dr. Douglas himself—Boa didn't have to do that, he had already marked the beloved drawer—the drawer was made with a wooden handle, and he used the key to make a mark on the inside of the handle, which he could not see, but could be "touched" with his hand.

"Don't look for it." Dr. Douglas said without looking up, "I have done a tidying up and reordering the order two days ago, my dear nephew, you can open the drawers and look for them one by one." Or take a look at the label above. ”

Boa spat and slammed the half-opened drawer shut. Instead of feeling the embarrassment or guilt of being caught red-handed when he stole a theft, he was filled with resentment and resentment, "I'm a little uncomfortable," he said brutively, "I want a tea bag." ”

"Let's talk about it first." Dr. Douglas temporarily put the notes in the desk drawer along with the pen, "Are you feeling well there?" He put his arms up, his fingers in a tower, his index finger against his lips, he was six years Chinese New Year's Eve and a beautiful man of great charm, with black hair. The gray-green "colored" eyes are very "fascinating", but they are always hidden behind thin-rimmed glasses.

Boa glanced at him, walked slowly to the desk, and suddenly stretched out her arm and swept all the contents onto the carpet of French medallion with navy blue and dark green "colors" as kings, and then he climbed up and sat down on it, his two "naked" legs dangling from the edge of the desk.

"You're a bastard idiot and miser." The child arrogantly said, "I don't feel uncomfortable about anything, I really have something to say." It's just that I'm very upset. How about the little ghost who asked you to check just now? Did you break a few ribs? ”

"If you have, you're out of luck." Dr. Douglas said patiently, "I don't think my brother and sister-in-law can tolerate you to this point, Bo'er, you're a smart boy. You should understand where their bottom line is. ”

"It was just an accident." Bao'er quibbled, he knew it. Dr. Douglas was right.

Boa's parents divorced when he was very young, and unlike most parents, they loved her more than they did before the divorce - both inside and out. Douglas is not inferior to Sasha. Hopkins' child. His hair was black and curly, and his skin was pale and smooth, both of which were the same as his father's; His slender limbs, slender body, and slightly transparent pale blue iris and slender eyelashes are no different from his mother's, and his love and talent for swimming and antiquity happen to be their shared hobbies—the couple sees the child as the only thing that can perpetuate their existence, and they pamper him, touch him, kiss him, and indulge him as if they were cherishing another self.

The intelligent and sensitive Boa immediately grasps this, and he tests his parents step by step, using every opportunity available to stimulate them, and "force" them to spoil him like a competition.

However, this pair of parents is not without requirements, and in some respects they are quite in line - Bao'er. Douglas is the best one, without a doubt.

"Marcia complimented him." Boa scratched at her hair in annoyance, his hair still wet, dripping on the carpet and desk.

"Miss Marcia has to praise half a dozen children every day." Dr. Douglas said.

"That's different," Boa cried out angrily, "he'...... Threaten me! He rubbed his teeth fiercely, like sand. Hopkins is being bitten in the mouth by him.

"Uh-huh." Dr. Douglas gave an unsettling smile: "A real enemy, then. He said briskly, "Indeed, the kid...... Perhaps, his eyes are as adorable as purple tourmaline, and it is said that the members of Chapter 125 we have chosen are not only violets, but also roses...... Preparation of retorts and microwave extraction equipment. Dr. Douglas said, "It's a shame that it's at its most beautiful, it's so short, even fleeting—and all we can do is preserve its beauty and fragrance as much as possible." ”

***

Sasha returned to the dormitory and prepared to take a shower. The caretaker stopped him, and this afternoon he had received a new package, the kind that needed to be frozen and refrigerated, and he checked it, it was a seven-star spotted weighing about two pounds, from the fishing port of Felimantu.

"It's horrible, it's still alive, how did he do it?" He said with admiration: "I put it back in its original form according to the instructions, and kept it in the crisper in the communal kitchen, and the selection was very good, your father must be a 'beautiful' gourmet." ”

"Thank you." Sasha shrugged his shoulders and said, "He is." ”

(To be continued)

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