There's something wrong with this elf trainer

Chapter 98 Perseverance passed down from generation to generation

After giving Amir a bath, I naturally took him to buy clothes. It was rare for him to have other aesthetics besides black. However, Amir obviously belongs to the majority of boys who only like black and cannot appreciate the sexy pink.

An Jing couldn't help but sigh, accusing Amir of not following the trend, but he also bought himself some serious clothes to avoid wearing the cute clothes Gardevoir prepared for him.

When checking out, when facing Amir's "Didn't you say that sexy pink is a trend? Why did you choose black? Are you lying to me?" An Anping said that he was old and could not appreciate the aesthetics of young people.

Then he hurriedly carried Amir to the hospital. However, in order to maintain his previous strong character, Anjing could not take out his mobile phone and turn on the navigation. He could only ask Casey to take out the small map and remind him when to turn. .

In addition to the fact that the map was a bit small, it was still nighttime, and it was raining heavily, so the clarity was a bit low. Casey was dazzled by it. The first time he took him to the Anorectal Hospital, the second time he took him to the Women's Hospital, and the third time he took him to the Anorectal Hospital. Take him outside the men's hospital to see if anything unexpected happened.

When Ansheng and Amir wiped off the water stains on the soles of his shoes on the blanket at the door, and finally entered the normal hospital, the security guard at the door grabbed the baton on his waist.

His unkind eyes kept wandering between An Sheng and the scars on Amir's exposed skin, thinking in his mind about the possibility that An Sheng was a scumbag.

Amir was very sensitive to the meaning of other people's looks. He just thought that the security guard at the door was dissatisfied that he did not thoroughly dry the soles of his shoes and left a little water on them, leaving muddy footprints on the white tiles at the door.

"sorry."

Amir quickly bent down to apologize, his movements were very skillful, and his tone contained a stiff apology and a fear that he couldn't do this at all. It sounded like it was staged.

After apologizing, he quickly walked behind An Ning, tugged on the corner of his clothes, lowered his head and looked directly at his toes.

——When people are afraid, they will always subconsciously grab something or someone that makes them feel safe.

The behavior seemed a bit intimate, like a big brother with a little brother, but the security guards' eyes became even more unkind, and they had already half-drawn their batons, and they seemed to be surrounded by peaceful surroundings. One of the legs and feet Kuaidi was already ready to carry Amir away when the fight broke out.

From their point of view, this was obviously a scumbag who had threatened the child again and asked him to deliberately express his closeness.

An Sheng naturally knew that the unkind eyes of these security guards were all directed at him, but he didn't care. After registering with Amir, he went to the doctor to check his body.

When the doctor who called "next" saw An Nian leading a child with scars on his neck and arms, his eyes did not change at all, but he just drove An Jian out with the broom.

The doctor slammed the door and left Amir alone in the room. Apparently he planned to ask about the situation during the physical examination to see if Anping, who came with a child, was a scumbag who needed to call the police.

An Jing felt that he was quite wronged. Along the way, this was not the first person who treated him as a scumbag. Although he had a dark heart and no conscience, and not long ago he was filled with the scent of tea and extorted something, but he still What a pure good person!

Just as An Sheng was walking alone on the iron chair in the corridor and waiting, Xia Mingchan suddenly appeared holding Sister Mi Chun's hand. She raised her hand and put a card into his hand and said quickly:

"Gu Xianming happened to pick this up from the Sinnoh League. Wouldn't it hurt your heart to spend your bonus? This is for you."

After saying that, Xia Mingchan disappeared instantly.

An Heng looked at the card in his hand with humiliation. He felt that this card was really hot. It would only cause pain, but it wasn't like he couldn't support a little kid.

He didn't want to hold this hot card in his hand, so he changed his hand... and put it in his bag.

Casey expressed disdain for this behavior, and then took out the colorful milk bottles on the cover of a magazine, looked at An Sheng with burning eyes, and expressed that he wanted this.

An Sheng nodded happily and agreed, then went back to find a store to buy a regular baby bottle, and then bought a set of watercolor pens to color the baby bottle. By then it would be exactly the same, and it wouldn't cost a lot of money.

Casey will definitely be very satisfied. After all, his short hand has been pointing to the color on the bottle. He must just like the color of the bottle.

Half an hour later, the door finally opened. The doctor was holding the examination report in his left hand with an angry expression. His right hand was in the pocket of his white coat, constantly stroking the scalpel he had just put in.

No matter how much he said, Amir's lips trembled and he couldn't hold back a word to answer. After the examination, his anger directly made the doctor classify An Sheng as a scumbag and just wanted to stab him dozens of times.

As an experienced doctor, he knew very well that stabbing in certain parts of the body would cause serious injuries to Anjing, but would only be considered minor injuries.

As for whether I can stay in the hospital after the stabbing?

——In the women's section next door, his wife stabbed fourteen scumbags and still stayed in the hospital and continued to work. His father-in-law, the dean, stabbed thirty times before becoming the dean. Why can't he still be the dean?

Although there is a little reason why this hospital is a private hospital.

Amir hurriedly came to sit on the chair next to Anjing, not even daring to look at the doctor.

The doctor's anger became more intense as he got closer to the examination. Amir saw the unfinished lunch box placed by the doctor on the window sill with sharp eyes. He thought he was angry with him for delaying his meal time because he had to examine him. .

Amir always has the habit of blaming all mistakes on himself.

"Come in."

The doctor knocked on the door and said coldly to An Jing.

An Jing usually shuts down the ability to feel emotions, otherwise he would be able to detect the doctor's thick malice towards him, which was only slightly darker than his heart.

An Sheng thought Amir's situation was worse than he thought, so he quickly stood up and walked in.

When he sat down, took the inspection report, opened it and looked at the font that looked like a tilde, he was a little silent.

When he raised his head, he realized that the doctor sitting opposite him had stood up at some point, holding a scalpel in each hand.

An Sheng, who is smart and witty, immediately understood what the doctor wanted to do, and quickly shouted: "Picked it up!"

"..." The doctor's scalpel tip drooped downwards, and he asked with a frown: "Picked it up?"

The anger in his heart subsided slightly, and the doctor managed to clear his mind. ——Indeed, if this guy really did it, he would never bring the child over.

The doctor clapped his hands on his thigh in shame, and laughed heartily and said: "This little brother, can you help me find a doctor to bandage my wound?"

It's nothing, it's just that the doctor forgot to hold the scalpel in his hand when he patted the thigh.

An Ling glanced at the bleeding wounds on the doctor's legs, and then looked at the doctor's expression that had not changed at all. He secretly thought a hero in his heart, and then hurriedly went out and pulled a doctor in.

A few minutes had passed since the wound was bandaged. The doctor picked up the report, pondered for a moment, and then said: "The scar on the skin is not that serious. Apply ointment for a few more days and it will heal."

"The main thing is that he has a scar on his abdomen and needs a careful examination." At this point, the doctor's face looked a little ugly.

He could tell at a glance that the scar should have been made two years ago, but Amir would still feel severe pain if he touched it even slightly. It was obvious that he had not taken good care of himself after the scar, and had even been severely injured.

An Sheng had already expected this, so he pushed Amir in a wheelchair and started running around in various departments of the hospital.

After a series of inspections were completed, it was early morning.

Because they were led to the examination by a doctor from a related household, the examination report did not have to wait too long and came out very quickly.

After walking out of the hospital despite the unkind look from the security guard at the door, Anliang ignored the eagerness in Amir's eyes, found a hotel, opened a room and let Casey watch him take a good rest, and then went to a herbal restaurant that was still open. , asked for a healthy medicinal diet.

After all, I must be responsible after picking up the child. As for the doctor's advice that it is best to eat medicated food for daily meals, An Anliang decided to abide by it.

It takes quite a long time to make the medicinal diet. When Anxiang carried the medicinal diet back in a thermos bucket, Amir sat on the sofa holding a cushion. Casey, who was in charge of the care, lay on the bed holding a pillow shaped like a baby bottle and fell asleep. .

"...I woke up." Faced with An Sheng's condemning gaze, Amir's lips trembled twice and he said softly.

"Ha ha…"

An Sheng sneered, "It's only been more than two hours since you laid down."

Amir silently put down the cushion and got back into bed.

Isn’t it true that ruthless agents like people who sleep less and have more time to work?Why doesn't it work?

Anjing put the thermos bucket produced by the research institute on the coffee table, picked up two Poké Balls and went to the bathroom to clean the Nine-Tails and Metagross. After an hour, he had already cleaned the bloody Nine-Tails and Metagross. The golden monster came out.

Kyuubi didn't have any objections to Amir. After scanning it with his magical power to confirm that it was harmless, he jumped on the bed and wrapped his tail around Amir, who was still asleep. He used half-baked hypnosis to make Amir fall asleep slowly.

Metagross floated to the corner and sat down, with a trace of cruelty still in its eyes.He also has no objection to Amir, but he will not express his closeness like Kyuubi.

Just kidding, their Metagross are generally cruel in character. Even the trainer he was looking for didn't give him a chance to express his closeness to a strange human child...

"I spread out two blankets, why are there still two spots?" Lying peacefully on Metagross' back, touching the blanket underneath him, he muttered softly.

Metagross swallowed back what was in his heart very skillfully, used his mind power to lift Anjing up, pulled the quilt on his back, and then put him down.

"Bah da."

That won't happen anymore.

An Ning buried himself under the quilt and took a deep breath, then took out his cell phone to kill time, but the first news that popped up was that the second-in-command of the Sinnoh Education Department was crying and complaining that he had been kept at home because of his physical weakness, and was not allowed to go outside. Video of Zhi’s youngest son being stolen.

The video is still hot, it was posted just a few minutes ago.

——The second-in-command was probably worried that Amir would be found by his enemies and used to threaten him, but he was cautious and did not say that Amir was an illegitimate child.

"I even forgot that Amir escaped." An Sheng knocked on his head and sighed.

Originally, he planned to take Amir on the high-speed train to avenge his father, but now that the kid's photos are posted everywhere on the Internet, he will probably be accused of treason if he takes him out.

There is no way to sit in the traffic, so the only way is to take Amir on the wild road. But with Nine Tails and Metagross around, it is estimated that there will be no accidents in the wild. If not, he will still be there!

An Anxiang was not worried about whether Amir could get enough nutrition to maintain his health in the wild. The research institute was like a treasure chest with everything. One pill could replenish enough nutrition, and there was no trace of anything left.

The problem was solved easily. He Anliang raised his head and glanced quietly at Cathy who was nestled on the quilt. He walked barefoot to the coffee table and took out an ordinary milk bottle and watercolor pen from the bag placed here.

His perfect memory allowed him to clearly remember the appearance of the baby bottle. He Anping picked up the watercolor pen and began to draw on the baby bottle. Of course, he was careful and did not forget to use a waterproof one.

Although Casey most likely keeps this kind of milk bottle in a box for collection, he should also prevent him from suddenly sleeping with the bottle in his arms and letting his saliva drool on it.

An Jing knew very well that Casey was very obsessed with milk bottles, and to a certain extent, for him, he could drink bad milk, but the milk bottle must be the best.

It's obvious that Casey has long passed the age of drinking milk, and he doesn't know who he learned from.

……

"Hu~"

Did you drink my milk and touch my bottle?

In the dim room, Hu Di suddenly stretched out one hand to push Wang Shixiu awake. In the other hand, he was holding a bottle that he only used at home, staring at Wang Shixiu with a faint look.

"I met a cute little Odachi today, so I fed him milk from a bottle." Wang Shixiu pulled up the quilt and said something bad in his heart. He clearly washed it carefully after feeding it. What happened to Hu Di? found?

Hu Di did not get angry, but instead took out a magazine and pointed at the colorful milk bottles on it, his eyes burning, and his meaning was very clear, using this as compensation.

Wang Shixiu took the magazine, glanced at the bottle first, and then read the row of small words next to the bottle.

[Only one copy, first come, first served. 】

He readily agreed. Anyway, what Hu Di was referring to was the color on the baby bottle. When he had time, he would buy an ordinary baby bottle and then buy a set of watercolor pens to add some colors. Wouldn't it be done?

By the way, it has to be waterproof. This bottle will definitely be treasured by Hu Di, but there is no guarantee that Hu Di will suddenly have a brain twitch and fall asleep holding the bottle, drooling on it and confusing the color.

Hu Di didn't know what Wang Shixiu was thinking, so he nodded with satisfaction and decided to forget about it.

??Hu Di: “You can live without milk, but you can’t live without a milk bottle, and it’s the kind of milk bottle with favorites and recommendation votes printed on it.”

?I also ask all the little brothers and sisters who pass by who can't even praise their handsomeness and beauty to collect it and vote for it to give the poor author some motivation. Thank you very much. (?w?)

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(End of this chapter)