The group pet is three and a half years old: the tyrant's little milk rabbit is cute

Chapter 347 I'm Not Your Second Brother

Lying in Dr. He's arms, the white dodder curiously touched half of Dr. He's exposed face with his little hand.

He also tried to take off the doctor's mask.

However, Dr. He directly pinched the two troublesome little hands of the white dodder with one big hand, and took the pulse of the white dodder seriously with the other hand.

"The child is fine, but I still need to take medicine to stabilize it today."

The pavilion master nodded to show that he understood.

The two small hands of the white dodder were held by the doctor, and the small mouth was pursed unhappily.

"Doctor, let go of Yin Jia's hands!"

"Little girl, unless you promise not to take off my mask, I will still hold your hand."

Doctor He looked at the small appearance of the white dodder, and thought of teasing her.

Bai Tu Tu immediately nodded his head and agreed.

But when Dr. He let go of her hand, she quickly wanted to pull Dr. He's mask off.

Fortunately, Dr. He quickly grabbed the little hand of the white dodder.

"Little girl, didn't you promise me? Why did you do it again?"

The white dodder is acting like a baby in the arms of the doctor.

"Because, because you look like Brother Wo, you smell alike, and you have a similar face!"

As Bai Tutu said, his two small arms hugged the doctor's neck and did not let go.

When Dr. He heard what Bai Tutu said, he thought of something, and his eyebrows twitched.

"Really? But I'm really not your brother, you better let go, little girl."

As he said that, he and the doctor went to pull the little arm of the white dodder, trying to return her to the pavilion master.

But the white dodder is like a koala, hugging Doctor He and not letting go.

"Wo no! Wo no! You are Wo brother! I don't care!"

Bai Tutu yelled in a small milk voice, and the doctor looked at the pavilion master who was sitting and drinking tea in embarrassment.

"My lord."

The pavilion master was quite jealous just now, and Bai Tutu offered to hug the doctor.

But now, he is not jealous anymore.

The old god drank tea on the ground and looked lively.

"It seems that the little girl likes you very much. If you have nothing to do with the doctor today, you can play with her. Today, the master of the pavilion has something to go out, and the little girl will leave it to you."

After finishing speaking, the pavilion master stood up, stretched out his hand and rubbed the little head of the white dodder, and left.

Doctor He was a little dumbfounded seeing the Pavilion Master leaving just like that.

"My lord?"

"Brother! Tu'er said that you are brother! Brother, are you okay? Tu'er listened to you and you got shot! Brother, don't die!"

Seeing that she and Doctor He were the only ones in the room, Bai Tutu whispered in Doctor He's ear happily and sadly, almost crying.

Dr. He frowned, and covered the mouth of the white dodder with his hand.

"Don't talk first, I'll take you out and talk."

The white dodder was suddenly covered with its mouth, and tears were still rolling in its big eye sockets.

She nodded obediently and stopped talking.

Dr. He left the house with the white dodder in his arms, turned left and right in the corridor, and finally returned to his own room.

He closed the door and tried to put the white dodder on the soft couch for her to sit on.

But the little milk dumpling hugged his neck and refused to let go.

Doctor He had no choice but to continue to sit on the soft couch with the little milk dumpling in his arms.

"Tell me, what is your situation, what is your name, and where is your home?"

He patted the back of the white dodder with the doctor, and asked her like a prisoner.

The white dodder sat in Doctor He's arms and looked at him suspiciously.

"Aren't you the second elder brother Tu'er? Why do you still have to ask Wo Jie?"

Dr. He shook his head, "I'm not your second brother."

(End of this chapter)