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As for Xiao Yu, Han Yong had already expanded his search circle. However, he was surprised to find that he hadn't been able to find him.

Xiao Meng Han was very anxious, when would he be able to change his appearance? Perhaps he could sense where his son was located.

Doctor Miao was reading an ancient book. Hearing Xiao Menghan's words and hearing that Miao Siqing was safe, she heaved a sigh of relief.

Although he didn't know much about Leng Sha's real abilities, Dr. Miao still believed in the ability of the Earl family.

She looked at Xiao Menghan and told him straightforwardly, ”We have discussed this issue before, but your body can't handle the current you. If you were to try it out, I can't guarantee that it wouldn't be a big fellow who will stop breathing, and now that you have decided to gamble, you can't leave me alone. You know best, she and your son can't afford it at all.”

After saying that, Doctor Miao got up and poured Xiao Meng Han a cup of coffee. He then sat down and pushed the ancient book she was reading a moment ago to her and said, ”The pulse in your body and the description here is very imaginative. If you believe me, I want to give you acupuncture and moxibustion tomorrow.”

Xiao Meng Han couldn't afford to gamble, not even a little bit. He knew that now that something had happened to him, he would undoubtedly be pushing his woman and son to someone else, so that he wouldn't rest in peace even if he died.

Xiao Meng Han slowly clenched her hands into fists and nodded her head.

Dr. Miao felt that fate was a child who loved to do odd things. Previously, she wanted to stay far away from the Xiao family, wishing that he could be in Tiannan or Northern China.

Now, it was her and the Xiao family's fate to be tangled up together. She spent a great deal of effort to help the Xiao family's older generation and the younger generation.

As for the tiny generation, Doctor Miao was more looking forward to Xiao Kui's travelling trip to find out what kind of thorny problem they were.

That night, the mute cook did not return to the inner courtyard. He stayed in the outer courtyard with the Tibetan mastiffs, ate and slept with them, watched the stars appear after the clouds had dissipated, and counted the nights they spent together.

Closing his eyes, Chef Mute did not say a single word. He could only silently tell the Tibetan Mastiff beside him the words in his heart, telling it about the future that he had plotted out.

When this is over, we'll go back, go home, watch the sheep, count the bright stars, and then we can run on the prairie.

I can play the blaring horn, and you can all be free of being bound in the same yard, we are all wilderness, not a bustling city.

The Tibetan mastiffs were like warriors guarding a post. Some of them were lying down to rest while others stood up to guard the surroundings. They were very well-versed in coordination and performing their duties.

Silent dye enough sleep, the first light of day is up, she is in bed, do not want to get up.

She waited for Xiao Meng Han to call her and coax her, then reluctantly stood up and let him change her clothes, wash her face, and brush her teeth.

Xiao Menghan was the one who was always intimate with his and even asked her to open her mouth to brush his teeth, so he would do it for her.

Sima Yunshu walked in with the ironed clothes in her arms. After seeing the scene in the washroom, she lightly stepped forward, placed the clothes on the bed and left.

Lin Hai, where are you?

Sima Yun Shu walked down the stairs, feeling a bit absent-minded. She missed Lin Hai and wondered if he was better. Sima Yun Shu didn't dare to ask Xiao Meng Han about Lin Hai's recovery.

Jing Xiaoxiao was still a child, so she couldn't help Sima Yun Shu like she used to.

If Lin Hai was here, he would brush his teeth for her. That fool, if someone treated him better, he would give his heart and soul to them.

Han Yong arrived. Early in the morning, he was already sitting in the living room. In order to avoid the tails behind him, he spent the entire night and almost lost most of his life at the outer courtyard. Fortunately, the mute chef stopped the Tibetan Mastiff that was about to bite Han Yong's throat.