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The only people she knew in C City were Yuedong. She was used to being taken care of by her boss, so no matter how close they were to other people, she couldn't open her heart to them.

After shaking hands with pomegranate for a while, she withdrew her outstretched hand. She crossed her arms and tightly hugged her knees. She looked down at the pure white bedclothes in front of her, tears unconsciously flowing down her face.

Seeing this, pomegranate became anxious. He looked at his son and hurriedly asked, "What happened to you?" Why are you crying? " The pomegranate handed Michael a tissue. She glanced over her shoulder, but didn't take it.

"Michele, are you homesick?" The pomegranate asked tentatively.

Michael stopped and shook his head.

"Do you miss your mother?" As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he remembered what Michael had told him. She had come to C City to look for her mother, but her mother had not found her yet. At this moment, pomegranate felt regret. She really didn't know which pot to mention.

Looking at his son, the pomegranate comforted him. "Mikkelír, don't worry. You'll find your mother sooner or later."

Michael looked up at the pomegranate. "Can I really find it?" Sister Shi, my mother … does she not want me anymore? That's why Uncle Dong never took me to find her? "

For some reason, when the child said this, the pomegranate felt a special pain in his heart. Frankly, it was possible that she was now four years old and that her mother had never appeared during those four years.

He raised his eyes and looked at her. He sat on the edge of the bed and caressed her head as he whispered, "No way, Michelle. You are so cute. How could your mother not want you? I just haven't found you yet!"

After a while, the pomegranate comforted him. Wiping the tears at the corner of her eyes, he looked at her and said, "Micky, Sister Shi is taking you to another place, it's the uncle's house. Are you willing to go?"

"Uncle?" Michael lowered his head in thought. "Is he the uncle Qin who cured me?"

pomegranate nodded, "Yes, it is Uncle Qin's home. "Mi Qi-er, you heard from Big Sister Shi that your injuries aren't serious, and that Uncle Qin and I both work here. There are hospital rules, so you can't stay here anymore, so …"

Before pomegranate could finish his words, Mika'er opened her mouth and said, "I'm willing."

After saying that, she got up from the bed, picked up her backpack and looked at the pomegranate. "I'm done. Sister Shi, let's go!"

From the first moment the pomegranate saw Michael, she saw him carry the pink satchel with the frayed edges. "Michele, does this satchel mean anything to you?"

"My mother left this for me," he said.

Pomegranate listened, unable to say another word.

After taking off the white coat and putting it in his office, pomegranate directly brought Michele to Qin Zhiyuan's house. When they reached the door, pomegranate looked around, not wanting anyone suspicious to approach her. After seeing that there was no problem, he took out the key from his bag.

The moment the key was inserted into the lock, and before the key could be twisted, Michelle, who was behind him, spoke up. "Sister Shi, what were you looking at?"

Hearing this, pomegranate was slightly startled. Thinking of the last time she met a robber at Qin Zhiyuan's house, it was still trembling with fear. In order to educate Mitya, pomegranate said, "I'm looking at bad people!" "Mi Qi-er, you have to remember that in the future, when you are alone at home, if not for the voices of Sister Shi and Uncle Qin, do not open the door for him no matter how long he shouts."

"Oh, I see!" Michelle nodded, as if she understood something.

After arriving at Qin Zhiyuan's house, she looked around. She was very curious about everything that had happened here. Sometimes, it was like this. Sometimes, it was like looking at something.

Pomegranate's shift had been adjusted so that it no longer lingered in the office after work, and even rarely went to the dormitory. On this day, An Ran finally touched her and pulled her along to ask: "Little Rock, what are you busy with all day? "He left early and came back late!"

pomegranate listened and remembered what Qin Zhiyuan had told her before. He wanted to hide it from An Ran, but was worried that he wouldn't be able to, so he said, "It was our department that had a new little girl. She was alone at home, and I thought I had nothing else to do, so I went to accompany her."

An Ran asked, "Was it that mixed blood girl your Director Qin brought back?"

Originally, this matter was no secret, and pomegranate rejoiced in his heart. Fortunately, she did not intend to hide it from An Ran. If she had really done that, wouldn't it have been a joke?

Looking at An Ran, pomegranate nodded. "That's her. Of course, I won't tell you for now. Today, Mikil said that he wanted to eat eggshell, so I hurried over to cook it for him."

Seeing how busy the pomegranate was, An Ran ridiculed, "Little Rock, I suggest you transfer to paediatrics!"

"Why?" She thought that she had done well outside of the divine. This response made An Ran unable to laugh or cry, so she covered her mouth to prevent herself from laughing out. She said in a low voice: "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Qin Zhiyuan had come back earlier than usual. He would skip most normal operations and spend some time with Miki. He had been silent all along, but now, after the conversation with Mikil, he began to like to smile too.

Once, pomegranate quietly took out a cell phone from his pocket, taking advantage of the moment Qin Zhiyuan wasn't paying attention to take a picture of the two of them together. In the photo, the two were laughing merrily. pomegranate's eyes were fixed on Qin Zhiyuan's face. Unknowingly, they started to laugh.

On the weekend, Qin Zhiyuan and pomegranate took their son to the amusement park. The three who were originally unrelated to each other were misunderstood as a family by others. pomegranate smiled awkwardly, but Qin Zhiyuan shrugged indifferently.

During this time, Qin Zhiyuan did not stay idle either. Whenever he had the time, he would ask around for that Uncle Dong, and for this reason, Qin Zhiyuan would specially visit the hotel where he had been dining at that day. He asked the people who worked there to do a detailed investigation of the guests who had been eating in the hotel that day, and after a few days of suffering, Qin Zhiyuan found out that none of the guests had Uncle Dong, and none of the guests had the word "Dong" in their names.

Qin Zhiyuan returned to the hospital dejectedly. He sat in his office and thought about it carefully, he had gotten too little information from Mickey's son, and relying only on the name of his uncle to investigate was like looking for a needle in a haystack. He thought that if his son became better, he could ask her about it, and maybe that would give him the chance to find his son's so-called uncle.

For some reason, after living in Qin Zhiyuan's house for a while, Michael was no longer as happy as he was before. Many times, when the pomegranate passed by, she would sit alone on the sofa in a daze. Occasionally, she would look at the tea table with tears in her eyes. Seeing this, the pomegranate would feel sad.

The more times this happened, the fewer times it worked. On a thunderstorm day, when the pomegranate was at work in the department, watching the storm outside, it suddenly occurred to him that the window of the room where Michael slept was not closed.

Michele was too small for her to reach the window. As pomegranate thought of all this, it hurriedly ran over to ask for a leave of absence from Zhao Lei, then rushed over to Qin Zhiyuan's home.

At that time, the sky was covered by dark clouds. If there wasn't a light in the corridor, it would be impossible to see one's own fingers in the dark. The sound of thunder was stronger than the sound of thunder, and it was accompanied by a flash of lightning.

The pomegranate remembered that when she was young, she was most afraid of this kind of weather. Whenever the season came, she would usually climb into her mother's bed and hide in her mother's arms.

But Michele, she was alone. Her mother was not by her side, and her most trusted Uncle Dong had not been found. Right now, the only person she could rely on was the pomegranate.

The pomegranate quickly entered. When it was at the entrance, it called out loudly, "Mikiki'er, Mikiki'er!"

There was no sound from the guest room, no light, and the pomegranate wondered if Michele had fallen asleep. After changing into slippers, pomegranate walked in and reached for the wall to turn on the light in the room. At this moment, Michele was nestled under the blanket. Her white and tender face was completely red, and her bangs had already become moist.

The pomegranate quickly walked over. It stretched out its hand and gently placed it on his forehead. It was so hot. She had never imagined that the perfectly fine and healthy Mickey would have such a high fever today.

The pomegranate immediately went to the bathroom, got a basin of hot water for Michele, and washed her face with a hot towel. After ten minutes, the physical cooling method was useless.

The pomegranate didn't study internal medicine, but it knew that fever needed to be quenched. The pomegranate was very clear on the medicines given by Qin Zhiyuan, so it didn't give him a call. Instead, it went to the storage room and opened a drawer.

The pomegranate held the medicine in its hand and examined it carefully. Quickly, it pulled out the pills and found that it had already consumed four of them. Previously, when Qin Zhiyuan went to Mo He's hospital, it really wasn't a coincidence. He really had an illness.

The more he thought about it, the more his heart tightened. He put the pill back in its place and went to the guest room with the anti-inflammatory medicine and all the medicine he needed for the infusion.

After losing to Michael, he watched her tense expression relax as time passed. The pomegranate was finally able to relax. Once again, he walked up to Michael's side and stretched out his hand to touch it. It was no longer as hot as before.

pomegranate stood outside the window, looking out at the rain. It was no longer raining like before. She should have been relaxed, but now she saw the box of antidepressant pills in the storage room. She couldn't be happy at all. She thought that she should find a time to talk to Qin Zhiyuan!