After all, he grew up in the United States. Luo Jun's Chinese is not bad, but his writing is not very good. Although the words are a little skewed, they fit into the paper. The little person has shown to be very domineering and stubborn.
attitude.
Looking at what he had written, he thought for a moment, added his name and date, carefully tore the IOU out of the book, and handed it to Xing'er, "Take this, I will pay you back in the future."
For you."
Xing'er hesitated and refused to answer.
In her little mind, she had already regarded Luo Jun as a friend. How could she ask for money to treat a friend to a meal?!
The old man smiled and advised, "Xing'er, take it."
"Okay then." Xing'er raised her two little hands and took the IOU handed over by Luo Jun into her hands.
"That's it, you have a good rest, we're leaving first." The old man took Xing'er's little hand, waved to the two of them, turned and walked out of the ward.
Before going out, Xing'er did not forget to wave to Luo Jun, "Momo, we will come see you tomorrow."
"I'll see you off." Xu Xia hurriedly chased her out to see her off.
"Miss Xu, please stay." The old man stopped outside the door, "I still need you to take care of me."
"If it's convenient, could you leave me a phone number?" Xu Xia asked sincerely.
The other party can be said to be Luo Jun's savior. If they hadn't discovered Luo Jun in time, the consequences would have been unknown. Xu Xia was filled with gratitude, and of course she would not let the two of them leave like this.
"Sorry." The old man smiled, "I don't have a mobile phone."
"Is there always a landline?" Xu Xia asked.
"We may have to move in a few days." Although the old man's tone was modest, his words were somewhat distant.
Seeing that the other party did not want to reveal her contact information, Xu Xia hurriedly explained, "I really have no other intention. I just want to give an explanation to this child's parents when they come back. We are all very grateful to you for saving Wanwan..."
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"Miss Xu, you don't have to worry about such a trivial matter." The old man smiled at her, turned around and pulled Xing'er away.
Little Xing'er didn't understand, but he knew that Xu Xia and the others were not ordinary people. The accent they spoke was obviously Beijing dialect. This little kid had a missing person notice broadcast on TV, and the old man didn't want to get into any trouble with them.
Seeing the two of them walking away, Xu Xia could only sigh helplessly and return to the ward.
In the ward, Luo Jun was holding the paper crane in his hand, with a deep expression on his face.
"Momo." Xu Xia walked over and took out the porridge the old man brought, "Would you like some porridge?"
"I'm not hungry." Luo Jun shook his head slightly, then raised his face to look at Xu Xia, "Godmother, where is mother?"
"Your mother..." Xu Xia raised her hand and gently rubbed his soft hair, "She has something to do and can't come to see you for the time being. She will come when she finishes the things at hand."
At this time, Luo Xiaoqian's life or death was uncertain. Xu Xia was afraid that Luo Jun would not be able to bear it after hearing this. How could she dare to tell Luo Jun the truth?
Xu Xia had good intentions, but when Luo Jun heard these words, it automatically turned into a message like "Mom really doesn't want to see me anymore, she doesn't want me anymore", and her mood only became more and more depressed.
Outside the door, footsteps sounded quickly, and Huangfu Ao led Ah Jiu and others in hastily.
Seeing Luo Jun, Ah Jiu immediately walked over, held his little hand, and looked up and down worriedly, "Young Master, are you not injured?"
