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"Where's Xiaobao, how is the baby? Why haven't you gone to the hospital yet?"

After all, the person was wearing a white coat, and even if he looked reckless, he would still be a white shadow. If he were dressed in black, with this reckless look, he would probably be subdued by Jiang Feng subconsciously.

"Haoran, you're not too close to here. Thank you for your hard work coming here. Xiaobao just got stuck in his trachea. With the help of this gentleman, he's already fine."

Qiu Zhanhong still looked at the family doctor with a kind expression. It was precisely because of these words that he successfully made him see the panic of the person who had entrusted his family's wealth and life.

When he heard Qiu Zhanhong's words, He Haoran didn't believe it at all. However, when he saw that Xiao Pangdun's face was indeed gradually improving, his face suddenly turned ugly and he growled in disbelief.

"how come!"

This time, not only Qiu Zhanhong heard something strange, but even Chef Mo, who was so nervous that he was almost blind, noticed the clues.

"Huh? What's going on with this kid? I feel like he's not happy to hear that Xiao Qiu is fine?"

Chef Mo hesitated to express his feelings, but as he spoke, he shook his head. The look on his face clearly meant that he took the matter as a joke.

Tiptoeing close to Chef Mo, Feng Feifei took out a handful of melon seeds from Jiang Feng's pocket and distributed them to him. The two of them tried to reduce their presence as much as possible, but their eyes were astonishingly bright.

"Don't worry about the family doctor for now. Take a closer look at Feng Shuzhen. This woman seems to have never taken her eyes off her since the family doctor showed up, right?"

"Don't mention it, you are a young girl, but your eyes are so mean, I just saw it!"

With Feng Feifei's reminder, Chef Mo seemed to have just discovered something strange. He slapped his thigh suddenly and let out a sigh.

If Feng Feifei hadn't quickly left Chef Mo's side with quick eyesight and quick hands, Chef Mo wouldn't be the only one in the spotlight at this moment.

Especially when Qiu Zhanhong and Feng Shuzhen also turned their attention to Chef Mo, he panicked.

"Ahem, what about that? You deal with the children first, so we don't have to entertain them. We are all friends, so we can play by ourselves, haha..."

An awkward laugh burst from Chef Mo's mouth, echoing in everyone's ears.

That is to say, now that He Haoran is in front of him, Feng Shuzhen can't show off the kind of no-holds-barred shrew she was before, otherwise she would have greeted Chef Mo's eighteenth generation of ancestors with her mouth.

In order to prevent Qiu Zhanhong's attention from being distracted by this fool who only knows how to hang around the kitchen, Feng Shuzhen will never make it easy for Chef Mo!

She looked at Xiaopangdun with distressed eyes, stayed for a moment, and suddenly became anxious.

"Haoran, look at what's going on with Xiaobao. He has spit out the foreign object stuck in his throat. Why hasn't he woke up yet?"

Feng Shuzhen's words successfully diverted Qiu Zhanhong's attention. Although the couple had different thoughts at this time, their love for their children was very straightforward.

"Come on, Haoran, this way!"

Due to time constraints, Qiu Zhanhong did not choose to explode at this time. Instead, he suppressed his emotions and quickly took the family doctor to see Xiaopangdun.

During this period, He Haoran's entire state was obviously not right.

Since their sweetheart was in a coma, Qiu Zhanhong and his wife didn't notice anything strange about He Haoran at all. On the contrary, Jiang Feng, who could be called a colleague, found some clues.

"Shouldn't this family doctor be happy to hear that the child was saved?"

Just such a simple sentence can clear the fog in Feng Feifei's heart and give her one more guess about this matter.

Following Qiu Zhanhong, He Haoran picked up the stethoscope as soon as he entered the door and pretended to move it around on the little fat man's body. He couldn't even tell the front and back of the most basic thing.

"Oh, Mr. Qiu, who has touched the child before?"