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Chapter 87: Dad, can you really tell a fortune teller?(1/2)

No father can bear to be told to get lost by his biological daughter.

Chen Xiaodao rolled up his sleeves, feeling a little angry, and raised his feet to go into the ward: "Hey, this girl, it's me!"

"Xiaodao, don't go!"

Lao Mi Tou reached out his hand to hold Chen Xiaodao in time, wiped his tears and squatted aside silently.

Duan Tianyi came out of the ward and saw Lao Mi Tou squatting on the ground forlornly.

He pushed up the frames of his glasses, feeling indescribably sad.

Rubbing his pockets with both hands, he walked up to the two of them with difficulty.

"Dad... Xiaoxue is not in a good mood. She just woke up so her brain has not recovered. How about I take you out for a walk first, and then we will come back after lunch."

"It's okay. I'm not hungry. You can lead Xiaodao. I'll...wait for a while."

He rubbed his hands nervously and kept looking towards Michelle's ward.

Desperate to see through.

Chen Xiaodao felt uncomfortable for Lao Mi Tou. He clicked his tongue impatiently and immediately shouted: "Just rush in! I have never seen any girl treat her father like this!"

"Okay, Xiaodao, stop talking."

Interrupting Chen Xiaodao's words, Lao Mi Tou stood up holding the wall and went to the door of Michelle's ward.

"Tianyi, you take Xiaodao, you two go out to eat, I will stay by myself for a while."

"Lao Mi, don't do this."

Chen Xiaodao couldn't bear to persuade him.

"I'm fine. You and Tianyi can go have dinner."

Waving his hands feebly, he walked to the door of Michelle's ward, bent his legs and squatted down along the wall.

Duan Tianyi wanted to say something more, but Chen Xiaodao stopped him and finally said: "Let him stay alone for a while. Let's go eat first and come back later."

"But dad..."

"He has a sense of proportion, and we can't help him."

Duan Tianyi said no more and rubbed his head with a headache.

I can't help. I really can't help at all.

"Let's go."

After calling Duan Tianyi, Chen Xiaodao then said to Lao Mitou who was squatting by the wall: "Remember to contact me if you have any questions, do you hear me?"

"Dad, please wait for me for a while. I will take Mr. Chen down for dinner first."

Lao Mi Tou didn't say anything, he just nodded his head in response.

It wasn't until the two of them left that Lao Mi Tou lowered his head into his arms.

Behind him is Michelle's ward.

Michelle's crying could be faintly heard in the ward.

He wanted to comfort Michelle, but she was still pregnant and couldn't cry. Crying would hurt her body.

But he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, Michelle's emotions would explode.

Playing with his fingers hesitantly, Lao Mi Tou couldn't calm down.

It took almost ten minutes before Michelle in the ward stopped crying.

Immediately afterwards, the voice of the accompanying aunt came from the room and sighed: "Hey, what's going on?"

The kicked-off quilt was put back on Michelle's belly. The escort aunt touched Michelle's forehead distressedly: "Xiaoxue, Tianyi did this for your own good. Don't blame him."

Michelle turned over and lay on her side without looking at the escort aunt, but the tears remained unsatisfactory.

"Auntie, don't persuade me, I don't want to hear it."

"You girl, you are just a muscle."

After picking up all the things on the ground, the accompanying aunt sighed: "I'm going to get some water. If you need anything, call me. Don't think about anything else. Take good care of the baby."

"Um."

With a sigh, she put her head against her head and fell asleep with a headache.

The escort aunt walked to the door, looked back, and saw that she was indeed fine, so she walked out with confidence.

As soon as she reached the door of the ward, she was startled by the old man squatting in front of the door.

"Ouch."

She screamed secretly and almost dropped the kettle in her hand.

Lao Mi quickly caught her kettle with his quick hands and hissed at her anxiously.

"Shh, keep your voice down."

She took a long breath, looked back at the ward, then frowned in a low voice and asked Lao Mi Tou: "Are you Xiaoxue's..."

Lao Mi Tou did not hesitate and nodded.

Pulling Lao Mitou away from the place: "Why are you still here?"

"I, I just want to see Xuexue."

He tugged at his clothes awkwardly.

The escort aunt's face was full of heartache and sympathy: "Xiaoxue is in a very bad mood right now. I probably don't want to see you. Tianyi was kicked out just now when he came in. Mr. Mi, I'm not telling you, you are too indifferent to Xiaoxue.

No wonder her mood fluctuates so much when it comes to you."

"I know that I am very unqualified as a father, and I want to try my best to make up for it now, but the current situation is that Xuexue doesn't want to see me or accept me, and I can't help it!"

After taking a look at Michelle's ward, the accompanying aunt shook her head helplessly: "I can't help you, I'm just an aunt. Although Xiaoxue and Tianyi respect me, I really can't help you with this matter."

She didn't look at Lao Mi Tou anymore and carried the kettle to the hot water room.

Lao Mi Tou looked ugly, rubbed his head with a headache and squatted back at the door of Michelle's ward.

He wanted to peek inside, but he was afraid that Michelle would see him.

After struggling with his thoughts, he still chose to remain unmoved.

When the accompanying aunt came back and saw Lao Mi Tou still squatting at the door of the ward, she couldn't bear it. She wanted to help him speak in front of Michelle, but she was afraid that Michelle would go crazy like before.

After going back and forth, she still chose to shut up.

It has been almost an hour since Duan Tianyi and Chen Xiaodao returned from dinner.

When they came back, Duan Tianyi was carrying porridge and Chen Xiaodao was carrying food.

Seeing that Lao Mi Tou was still squatting at the door of the ward, the two looked at each other, one entered the room and the other squatted next to Lao Mi Tou.

"Here, let's have something to eat. We are like iron rice and steel. How can we do this without eating or drinking?"

"I can not eat."

Putting his palm on his forehead, Lao Mi Tou was in a state of mental distress: "My girl hasn't eaten yet."

Putting down his hands, Chen Xiaodao untied the packing bag, took out the chopsticks and put them in his hands: "If you don't eat now, how will you have the strength to protect your girl at night, and how will you have the strength to deal with evil spirits?"

When he heard about protecting Michelle and dealing with evil spirits, Lao Mi came back to his senses.

"Is it a ghost?"

Looking sideways at Chen Xiaodao, Lao Mitou looked anxious and worried.

"Nine times out of ten, on the stairs just now, I have already understood the general situation with Brother Tianyi. The symptoms are indeed caused by ghosts. Judging from the noise, it is very likely that it is evil spirits, and this situation has been maintained.

It will be almost seven or eight days. Your girl is pregnant, and all the nutrients and yang energy in her body are supplied to the child. As far as the current situation is concerned, she will not be pregnant for three days. "

See red...

Abortion!

Lao Mi Tou's hand holding the chopsticks suddenly tightened.

"Xiaodao, you have to help me, help my girl."

Tears came out of his eyes.

"This child is my girl's first child, I must keep it no matter what!"

He grabbed Chen Xiaodao's arm, and he didn't know how much strength he used.

In pain, Chen Xiaodao screamed: "Songsong, let go! I didn't say I won't help. If I really don't help you, can Grandma Grandma let me come with you?"

Rubbing his wrist, he patted Lao Mitou on the shoulder: "Eat the food first. If you have strength after eating, we will discuss this issue."

He nodded, picked up his chopsticks and picked at the food in front of him.

In the room, Duan Tianyi placed the porridge on Michelle's bedside.

Michelle was lying on her side on the bed. When she heard the noise, she turned around and glanced at him, then went back to her side without saying anything.
To be continued...
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