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The little boy was stunned for a moment, then whispered back, "Lolo."
"Where's the name?" Zhao Jinghong continued to ask.
The little boy was silent for a moment, then shook his head.
"No." Zhao Jinghong is not too surprised, this is very common in slums, many orphans without parents don't even have names, they all choose them blindly, "Then if you don't have my surname, just call Zhao Luo. ?"
The little boy opened his mouth slightly, not knowing if he was serious or joking.
"Why, don't you like it?" Zhao Jinghong looked down at him.
"No." The little boy shook his head hastily.
He held the umbrella tightly to prevent the boy from getting caught in the rain.
Feeling the heat coming from Yu Fang, looking at the small piece of heaven and earth held up by the umbrella, although rationally told himself that he could not easily trust others, he suddenly encountered redemption at the moment of despair, even if it was false, Zhao Luo couldn't help it. want to covet.
After walking for a while, he suddenly remembered something and looked struggling.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Jinghong noticed his expression and asked directly.
"I... can I go home and get something?" Zhao Luo asked timidly.
Zhao Jinghong raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not refuse, "Okay, where is your home?"
Zhao Luo reported a location, worried that Zhao Jinghong would find it troublesome, and added cautiously, "My mother's urn is there. If I leave, I have to take it with me."
Zhao Jinghong closed his pitiful eyes like a puppy, his expression softened a lot, "Got it."
Zhao Luo breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhao Jinghong knew that the child probably had a bad time, but when he saw the dilapidated small wooden box with his own eyes, he was still shocked.
Zhao Luo was used to it. He pointed to the small wooden board next to the box and said, "My mother's urn is buried there."
He was just about to ask Zhao Jinghong to let him down and dig it himself.
As a result, Zhao Jinghong found a slightly clean place to put him on, and then asked him to hold the umbrella tightly. Seeing Zhao Luo was wet, he took off his coat and put it on him, and said, "Sit here and wait for me."
Zhao Luo was stunned and subconsciously refused. Zhao Jinghong had already turned around and walked away with great strides.
He half-squatted in front of the small wooden sign, whispered "Excuse me", and then started to scrape the soil with his hands.
At this time, the rain was much lighter, but it was fine and dense, and Zhao Jinghong was completely wet after a while.
The white shirt on his body turned translucent when it touched the water, and stuck to his body, revealing his strong and powerful muscles.
Although he is not yet an adult, this size is enough to be deterrent.
Zhao Luo looked at his actions and was still a little confused.
He pinched his arm with his free hand, the sharp pain reminding him that this was not a dream.
But... how is that possible?
Zhao Jinghong squatted on the ground, and soon dug out the urn. He also thoughtfully wiped the mud from the outside of the urn with his sleeves, and glanced at the small box to make sure that there was nothing valuable in it, so he walked to Zhao. In front of Luo, he handed the urn over, "Hold it firmly."
Zhao Luo stupidly took the urn, and tears fell unconsciously.
"Why are you crying?" Zhao Jinghong flicked his forehead lightly, "Why, are you moved by me?"
He can be called an atmosphere destroyer. It's okay not to open his mouth, but Zhao Luo's emotions dissipated when he opened his mouth, and his tears soon stopped.
Zhao Luo looked at Zhao Jinghong's increasingly seductive face after being wet by the rain, and felt that even if this person was a demon from hell, he would be willing to follow him away.
Zhao Jinghong looked at the much docile little wolf cub, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
He picked up Zhao Luo again, this time walking quickly, and Mo returned to his residence in about twenty minutes.
When he opened the door, the doctor who received the news was already waiting inside. He saw Zhao Jinghong, who was soaking wet with a little boy, and was so surprised that he was speechless, "Head of the regiment, who are you?"
"When I came back, I saw this little guy lying on the side of the road, and I brought it back." Zhao Jinghong put Zhao Luo on the sofa, and didn't care whether the good bear skin could be used after being soaked in water.
The doctor listened to his indifferent tone as if he had picked up a kitten or a puppy, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
However, he was also used to Zhao Jinghong's temperament, so he didn't say much.
"You check it out for him, I'll go up and take a shower." Zhao Jinghong waved his hand and went upstairs.
Zhao Luo looked a little panicked. Although Zhao Jinghong was still very vigilant, this was the only person he knew here, and he couldn't help but feel a little dependent.
Zhao Jinghong is a free-spirited and unrestrained master. He didn't even notice the pitiful eyes of the little wolf cub he just picked up. He walked quickly and disappeared upstairs in no time.
"Don't worry, I'm not a bad person and I won't hurt you." The doctor smiled at Zhao Luo, and then checked his body.
Ten minutes later, the doctor put away the instrument and frowned.
"How is his condition, can he still keep his legs?" Zhao Jinghong asked casually after changing his clothes.
"The situation is not very good. The wound has not been treated in time. It is very serious now. The rotten flesh needs to be dug up and then put on ointment. It will take several months to fully heal." The doctor sighed, "But even if cured. , it will also cause the root of the disease, and it will hurt every cloudy and rainy day in the future."
"It's fine if it can be cured, and I'll talk about it later." Zhao Jinghong didn't care.
"In addition to this, he has a lot of trauma and is severely malnourished, so he needs to take care of him," the doctor added.
"You can figure it out. If you need anything, go directly to the account manager. You don't have to save me money." Zhao Jinghong gave a light, and he glanced at it.
After that, he went straight out.