Fubao wears books and becomes a group pet

Chapter 302
"Shuixi, Shuixi..."

Wu Jin knocked on the door of Shuixi's house, sweating profusely.

The door opened a little, and he pushed it open and rushed in.

Yelling "Fubao, Fubao..."

Fu Bao, who was sitting on a chair to let Mo Junying feed the peaches, slid off the chair and walked to the door with a rattling sound: "Uncle Wu, what do you want from me?"

Wu Jin's eyes lit up first, and then he said anxiously: "Fubao, quickly help Uncle take a look, look at Uncle's face, is Uncle's adoptive father safe and sound?"

Fu Bao took a look at Wu Jin, and said strangely: "Uncle Wu, why do you want me to see if your adoptive father is safe, instead of asking me to heal your adoptive father's injury?"

When Shui Xi heard this, he asked anxiously: "What's wrong with the old chief?"

"I was stabbed, and I'm in the county hospital for emergency treatment." Wu Jin's eyes turned red: "My father wanted to come and see me after he knew I was assigned here, but he didn't know that as soon as he got off the train station, he was robbed of money." The thief got stabbed."

"Then let's go."

Shui Xi took the medicine bottle given by Fu Bao and stuffed it into her arms before leaving.

Fu Bao said anxiously: "Uncle, take me with you!"

The matter was urgent, Shui Xi didn't say much, picked up Fu Bao and left.

Mo Junying's eyes flickered slightly and followed him.

Wu Jin's police car was at the door, and a group of people got into the car and arrived at the county hospital in just a few minutes.

"Doctor Xu, how is my father?"

Wu Jin took three steps and made two steps, grabbing Dr. Xu who came out of the operating room and asking.

Dr. Xu was silent for a while before slowly saying: "The situation is not very optimistic. The dagger pierced the spleen and caused internal bleeding. A splenectomy would have been enough, but there is poison on the dagger. So... forgive me, there is nothing I can do."

"Poisonous? How could a robbery thief stab someone with a poisonous dagger?"

Wu Jin staggered a few steps, his face pale as snow.

The guard Xiaoqian squatted on the ground and slammed his head with his fist: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, I shouldn't go to the toilet! Otherwise, the old chief will be fine."

With tears in his eyes, Wu Jin choked up: "Xiaoqian, you don't have to blame yourself, you can't be blamed for this."

"No, it's my fault, it's all my fault... woo woo... If there is something wrong with the old chief, I will commit suicide and apologize!"

"To shut up!"

Wu Jin reprimanded: "Are you going to get the name of killing a guard before my father dies?"

"Woooo..."

Xiaoqian got up and bumped his head against the wall, feeling inexplicably sad and angry.

Fu Bao glanced at Wu Jin and said curiously: "Uncle Wu, I see that you have nothing to do with your face this year, why are you crying?"

Wu Jin was taken aback for a moment, and then rushed towards Fu Bao in surprise.

Mo Junying turned around beautifully holding Fu Bao, avoiding Wu Jin, and said calmly: "Speak as you speak, what do you do with your hands and feet?"

Wu Jin: ...

If he hadn't been anxious about his father, he would have beaten this brat hard.

Wu Jin looked at Fu Bao: "Baby, tell me quickly, how can I save my father? Will a genius doctor come soon?"

Wu Jin's adoptive father was the division commander of the army, and he was assassinated locally, which aroused strong attention from the higher authorities, and a team of experts had been sent for consultation, which is why Wu Jin asked this question.

Fu Bao shook his head: "Those people can't cure this poison."

Wu Jin said anxiously: "Then who do you think can cure it?"

Fu Bao rolled his eyes, and Xiaopang pointed to his nose: "It's far away from the sky, it's close to us."

"you?"

When Dr. Xu heard that a three-year-old baby was going to be treated by Mr. Wu, he yelled angrily, "Nonsense! It's just nonsense!"

(End of this chapter)