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The big head shouted through the door: "Mr. Bai! Is there any way?"

What else did grandpa say at that time?The big head was running around in a hurry, if it didn't work, just prick him a few times with the needle, maybe Mr. Huo would wake up!

Bai Zhun concentrated: drive him out.

Axiu was originally standing in front of Datou, but immediately acted upon receiving the order, pushing and shoving Datou out the door.

The big head saw that Axiu was a girl, and he didn't want to fight her, but he didn't expect that Axiu's hands were so strong, he didn't have time to resist, and she went outside the door.

The paper servant moved the bed to the center of the hall, and Bai Zhun drew a circle with cinnabar beside the bed, twirled a stick of incense and inserted it into the incense burner, and the "cluster" of sparks lit up at once.

He put the incense burner beside Huo Zhenye's pillow.

Axiu looked at her master worriedly, she had never felt this kind of emotion on Bai Zhun, and the master was actually scared.

Nightmare can only be escaped by the dreamer.

Bai Zhun looked at Huo Zhenye with lowered eyebrows, his eyes fixed on his face, he should be in a peaceful dream, his brows and eyes didn't fluctuate.

Nightmares can be turned into nightmares or sweet dreams, but what people fear most is to indulge in sweet dreams, and they cannot escape from the dream until they die.

Bai Zhun set up a barrier, if he really died in a dream, stop his three souls and seven souls, and press them back to his physical body.

He might still be able to live soon after he got out of his body, but even he wasn't fully sure.

Huo Zhenye fell asleep, his handsome eyebrows were still flying, but his eyes, which were always unwilling to be serious, were tightly closed.

Bai Zhun leaned over to Huo Zhenye's ear, he had never used such a gentle tone: "No matter what you dreamed, it's just a dream."

This is a dream, of course Huo Zhenye knew it.

If it wasn't for dreaming, how could Bai Zhun be so cute and clingy?

Xiao Baizhun followed him like a little tail, wherever he went, he followed him.

The two of them were in the nursing home. This was a memory that Huo Zhenye knew about, but he couldn't recall.

He knew that he had lost some memory. When he was studying medicine abroad, he had read some books on brain memory carefully.

Some of these theories believe that the human brain will not forget, but only dusty, and it can be recalled with a little induction.

Huo Zhenye tried hypnotherapy. Before anesthesia drugs were commonly used, many doctors studied this, and they were divided into various schools, but this method was useless to him.

He was so wary of people that he had trouble falling asleep.

I didn't expect to think of it at this moment.

Xiao Baizhun is small in stature, wearing an oversized uniform, and his palm is small and soft. Huo Zhenye holds his hand. Who would have thought that such a hand would make those exquisite paper knots in the future?

Xiao Baizhun is small and timid. He was thrown into the orphanage on the same day as Huo Zhenye. The two met at the door. Huo Zhenye gave him a piece of fruit candy. little tail.

If the real Bai Zhun is like a lazy lion cat, then the current Bai Zhun is just a little milk cat.

Huo Zhenye decided to call him Bai Xiaoqi, Bai Xiaoqi's belly groaned, and Huo Zhenye asked him, "Are you hungry?"

He shook his head: "I'm not hungry." As he said he was not hungry, his stomach rumbled again.

There is not much food in the nursing home, each child can only get a little porridge for each meal, and they have to fight for it. The porridge is thicker for those who arrive first, and only clear soup is left for the later ones.

No wonder Bai Zhun's stomach is so bad, no matter what, one more bite will cause stomach pain.

"Would you like bread and butter?"

Bai Xiaoqi's dark eyes were shining brightly, and he was covering his stomach with his small hands. Of course he wanted to eat, but they had no money.

Huo Zhenye smiled. When he was thrown into the orphanage, he was wearing a full set of elegant suits and small leather shoes, all of which were Western goods.

The fourth aunt of the Huo family who threw him was too afraid to leave her name, for fear that he would be sent back again.

The people in the nursing home thought he was the lost young master of some family and treated him like a guest, they didn't dare to lock him up and didn't scold him, they just coaxed him that his family would come to pick him up.

Huo Zhenye hid some money. The nanny who sent him to Huo's house packed a small box for him. Inside was a letter written by Master Huo, a photo of his biological mother, and a small bag of money.

Huo Zhenye didn't even open the letter, and took a look at the photo of his biological mother. The photo showed a very beautiful woman, and Huo Zhenye's eyes were very similar to hers.

He hid the photo next to his body, took the bag of money, and took Bai Xiaoqi to eat creamy snacks.

There was a gray mist outside the gate of the nursing home. As soon as he walked to the door, the fog cleared, and there were a lot of traffic and shops, all kinds of merchants selling food and play.

These are of course fake, they were imagined by Huo Zhenye to make Bai Xiaoqi happy.

He stared at the glass window with his dark eyes widened, and pressed his hands against the window, drooling while watching the roast duck inside.

Huo Zhenye ostentatiously took him in and let Bai Xiaoqi have a full meal.

When passing by the store, I bought some paper and pens to go back, and pushed to him: "You can play."

Bai Xiaoqi didn't even know how to hold a pen, he pinched the pen and asked timidly: "How to play?"

"Drawing!" He didn't mean that he was accepted by the master because he was good at drawing and his hands were very flexible. It should be that he loved playing these games since he was a child.

Bai Xiaoqi really loves to play, he filled a piece of paper with great interest, picked up the piece of paper and showed it to Huo Zhenye, his black eyes were full of light.

Huo Zhenye has lamented Bai Zhun's talent countless times, but now his "paintings" are covered with various colors of paint, red, yellow, and green.

"Did you draw a bird?" Huo Zhenye looked at it for a long time, but couldn't see it, so he had to rely on it.

It turned out that Bai Zhun had been angry a long time ago, but Bai Xiaoqi's eyes remained radiant: "It's spring!" Even his voice was soft.

The paintings he draws are painted with blocks of color, and the folded paper can't see the shape, and his fingers are inflexible no matter how they move, and they are crumpled into a ball.

Huo Zhenye was a little worried. If this child went on like this, he would not be able to worship Qimen and make paper ties.

Can't make paper sticks?

Huo Zhenye looked at those artistic paintings, and then at Bai Zhun's legs. His legs are good now, he can run, jump and walk.

He remembered that Bai Zhun refused to take off his pants even in the shower, he didn't want him to see the incomplete part.

Bai Xiaoqi stared at Brother Huo, watching his face alternately worried and happy, finally he seemed to have figured out something, and asked, "Do you want to go home with me?"

"Yeah!" He nodded, like a butterfly or a bird, they can be together forever.

Huo Zhenye smiled while lying on the bed, Bai Zhun's eyes didn't leave him for a moment, seeing him smiling, he tightened his fingertips, he was dreaming sweet dreams, and sweet dreams are the most difficult to wake up from.

A day has passed, and Huo Zhenye still has no signs of waking up.

"Axiu, go find Xu Yanwen."

Axiu's eyes widened. She knew that the master hated Xu Yanwen, but she followed Xu Yanwen's advice and called him to Bai's house.

"Give him a needle." If he doesn't wake up for a month or a year, he will be as thin as a skeleton when he wakes up again.

Xu Yanwen was in a hurry: "Mr. Bai, he needs a detailed examination. I have asked my professor. This disease may be eye disease or sudden brain disease. We can..."

Bai Zhun was impatient with talking to him, he moved his fingertips, and the paper figurines standing in the main room walked towards Xu Yanwen, they surrounded Xu Yanwen and set them up.

Axiu turned her face aside, she lowered her head, not to look at Xu Yanwen's unbelievable expression.

"Only I can cure his illness, understand?" Bai Zhun looked at him coldly.

As soon as the paper man let go, Xu Yanwen fell to the ground. He fell back two steps, dazed, the paper man could move... the paper man could move?

It turned out that Mr. Bai did this.

"Give him the needle." Bai Zhun suppressed his anger.

Xu Yanwen looked at the paper figurine, and then at Huo Zhenye lying on the bed. For the sake of his friend, he suppressed his fear: "I'll go right away."

Get a set of infusion equipment first to keep him vital.

"Axiu follow." Bai Zhun glanced at Axiu, if there is any abnormality in this person, she should know how to deal with it.

Axiu followed behind Xu Yanwen wordlessly, Xu Yanwen's face was still pale when he walked out of Yu Qingli, and he came back to his senses and asked her: "You, you are not Mr. Bai's sister, are you?"

That attitude was more like that of a servant.

Axiu nodded, and she wrote the word "servant" in Xu Yanwen's palm.

Xu Yanwen was bitter. It turned out that Axiu had never told him the truth. He still remembered that Huo Zhenye was in a coma and felt uncomfortable, but his steps were fast.

I packed up a set of equipment and took it out of the hospital, and I didn't even have time to fill in the registration form.

Several nurses found it strange that Dr. Xu was always careful in his work. When the doctor asked him, Xu Yanwen smiled and covered it up: "It's a patient. I'm going to see a doctor at home. I'm in a hurry. I'll fill out the form tomorrow."

It is normal for rich people to receive medical treatment at home. At most, they can say: "Dr. Xu has also come to see patients."

"Yes." Xu Yanwen hurried back to Yu Qingli with Axiu, and gave Huo Zhenye an injection.

Bai Zhun's face was pale, his lips were bloodless, Xu Yanwen quickly glanced at him, the doctor's job and his mother-in-law's character defeated the fear.

"Mr. Bai, I know you're worried, but you should go and have a rest, or have something to eat."

Bai Zhun glanced at him.

Xu Yanwen clenched his hands into fists: "You need to take good care of your body, otherwise, when Brother Huo wakes up, if he sees you like this, he will definitely... feel distressed."

Hearing this, Bai Zhun finally moved.

Xu Yanwen watched helplessly as Bai Zhun didn't move his fingers and the wheelchair turned on its own. He gritted his teeth and straightened his back, thinking that Bai Zhun was going to do something to him.

The.

Who knows that Bai Zhun suddenly asked: "What does he like to eat?"

"What?" Xu Yanwen's gold-rimmed glasses fell under the bridge of his nose.

"What does he like to eat? Aren't you classmates?" Bai Zhun realized that he didn't know Huo Zhenye's preferences at all. He always asked

He eats what he likes and eats what he has left.

Xu Yanwen's eyes suddenly softened. When Huo Zhenye looked for him last time, he was still upset about how to confess and how to pursue his lover. It seems that his lover also loved him very much.

He held up his gold-rimmed glasses: "Brother Huo is not picky about food."

All international students have times when they can’t stand British food, and they will occasionally cook a meal of homesickness. Only Huo Zhenye likes to eat steak and mutton, and his physique is as strong as foreigners.

Bai Zhun couldn't stand Xu Yanwen's eyes like this, and would have thrown him out of the house in normal times.

But Bai Zhun endured it, he looked down at Huo Zhenye, this bastard is still ignorant, sleeping peacefully, with a little joy between his brows?

"anything else?"

He has always been ready to withdraw, no matter how much is given to him, he can take it back as long as he wants, and leave without a trace.

But now he wants to know more about him. He didn't come to him back then, and he didn't look for him either.

If he can wake up quickly, it will be considered that they owe each other nothing.

The author has something to say: Huo Qi: I am alive, let me be happy for another two days

This year, although Xiao Bai looks like an ancestor, Huo Qi is older than him