My iceberg smiled

Chapter 132 Healing the Scar on Her Forehead
"Yes yes yes, this is a boy, this is a boy, it's my blindness, as a doctor I even confuse men and women."

Han Mo Chen: "..."

Fang Ci's apparently perfunctory tone caused Han Mochen's seriousness to collapse in an instant.

Is the person brought back by grandpa mentally ill?

Han Mochen originally believed in the other party's words, but now he began to doubt whether the other party was really reliable.

Fang Ci had just given the little guy an injection and hung up the water, when he turned around, he found Han Mochen looking at him bleakly.

He couldn't help laughing and said, "Why? What secret did I come to Han's house to break through today? Are you afraid that I will talk nonsense and want to kill people?"

Han Mo Chen remained expressionless: "..."

"Oh, I already said it was a boy. I really misread it just now. Look at it. It's just that this boy is special. He doesn't have a penis." The quilt on his body was emphasized again.

Han Mo Chen: "..."

"Han Mochen, you are what you say, I have no doubts, are you relieved now?" Fang Ci seemed to swear on his life.

Han Mochen replied coldly: "I'm sorry, after hearing what you said, I'm even more worried."

Fang Ci: "..." Is he so untrustworthy?
Han Mochen changed his previous impression of the other party's gentle manners, and now he began to think that this guy was a badass.

In this world, there is such a kind of person who smiles at you like a spring breeze, but can break his legs in his heart.

In the days that followed, Han Mochen recalled that when he first met Fang Ci, he regretted not being able to drive him out of Han's house immediately, so that he would have such a bad friend for so many years, and he couldn't get rid of him. .

……

Regarding the sex of the little guy, the two of them tacitly did not mention it.

Han Mochen didn't say anything, and Fang Ci didn't joke anymore, but he did his duty as a doctor, carefully cleaning, applying medicine and bandaging all the wounds on the little guy's body.

While bandaging, Fang Ci also explained: "Han Mochen, look at this two-knuckle-wide wound on the little guy's arm. The edges are rough. It was obviously injured by a blunt instrument. Sludge, I suspect cut by the corners of the stone."

Han Mochen thought, there is a whole pine mountain behind the orphanage, and the rocks lie on the slope, this analysis is not unreasonable.

"Look at the scar on her forehead again. The edge is sharp. It was injured by a sharp object. It may be cut by something like glass or a knife blade, and..."

Fang Ci paused suddenly while speaking, and then continued under Han Mochen's cold moonlight gaze: "Besides the wound cut by a sharp knife, there are burn marks on her forehead. leave scars."

After Han Mochen heard this, his complexion suddenly tightened, and his heart was awe-inspiring.

How can such a delicate and beautiful face be ruined by scars on the forehead?

If this little guy was a boy, having a scar wouldn't be too much of a hindrance, but Han Mochen already knew that she was a girl, so he definitely wouldn't allow any scars to appear on Han Qianxiao's face.

So he warned coldly: "I don't care what method you use to heal the scar on her forehead, whatever you want, the Han family can give you."

Fang Ci's delicate face was stunned for a moment, and then he slowly raised his lips into a smile.

Narrowly said: "I want to live in Han's house, you agree?"

(End of this chapter)