Guide To Raising the Sick Villain

Qiao Lan knew that Tan Mo was very dependent on her now, but Uncle Chen's words sounded a little weird, Qiao Lan didn't think much.

Chen Botan admitted frankly that there was indeed an idea to help her, but he did need Qiao Lan's help. Qiao Lan felt that she was convinced.

Qiao Lan went upstairs to pack his things and sighed, including food and housing, good food and good accommodation, why not go.

Alas, I am so realistic.

Qiao Lan didn't have a lot of things, brought some clothes and books, and soon got off, waiting for the car to chat with Uncle Chen casually.

There are some things that Uncle Chen wouldn't say when Tan Mo was there, but now that Tan Mo is not there, Uncle Chen has no taboo, such as Qiao Lan's real family situation.

Uncle Chen asked her if her parents would be anxious if she didn't go home. Qiao Lan didn't need to hide it. From the perspective of a bystander, she said a lot of the best people in Qiao's family. Qiao Lan felt that she was in a good mood.

Uncle Chen glanced at the girl with a faint expression in the rearview mirror, and thought that this child is indeed much more mature than the average child of this age.

Because of Tan Mo's illness, it is difficult to make friends with his peers. At the beginning, Uncle Chen thought that if one day Tan Mo had a close friend, that friend would be a little older than Tan Mo, if he was a peer. , Will also be more mature than his peers, because in this way can he have more patience to tolerate Tan Mo's temper, take the trouble to resolve his indifference, and slowly understand him.

Uncle Chen watched Tan Mo grow so big, from the indifference and estrangement a few years ago, and the changes bit by bit now, no one knows the joy of Uncle Chen's heart. Although Tan Mo was still expressionless, he gradually learned how to take the initiative and how to care for people; he understood the richer emotions, happiness, anger, disappointment, and even grievances, and he slowly felt bit by bit. .

The boy will always have only a black and white world, slowly adding some new colors again, although it is slow, but it has already made him extremely pleasantly surprised.

Uncle Chen knows how difficult it is for Tan Mo to meet such a person, so Uncle Chen will try to seize every opportunity to make Tan Mo and Qiao Lan get closer, such as today’s remarks, such as his intention to be in school. The group leader greeted him, hoping to put Qiao Lan and Tan Mo in the same class.

Fortunately, Qiao Lan's grades are also very good, otherwise it's a little difficult to handle.

Tan Mo actually didn't like the close-up of the upcoming summer vacation. Although he said that he now has Qiao Lan's phone number to contact, Qiao Lan also said that he would come to him when he had time and would invite him out to eat.

But it didn't say the specific time. Even if the specific time was mentioned, it was only once or twice.

The summer vacation is so long, the vacation of nearly two months, once or twice is really pitiful.

Why is the summer vacation so long, can't it be a little shorter like the winter vacation?

Taking out a book from the bookshelf again, it cleared the mess of thoughts out of his head, and for a moment only the symbols and words that his peers could not understand or understood were left.

After Tan Mo devoted himself to something, it was difficult for him to be disturbed. After reading all the content he wanted to read intently, he felt a little thirsty, so he opened the door of the room and prepared to drink some water in the kitchen.

Then he saw someone in his own home who was stunned for a long time.

Qiao Lan was sitting on the sofa in front of the coffee table with a book in her hand. It was the set of world history that Tan Mo gave to Qiao Lan. There was no movement in Tan Mo's room just after entering the door. Uncle Chen said Tan Mo was reading, so Qiao Lan didn't bother to go in and disturb him either.

Smiling and looking at the dazed Tan Mo, Qiao Lan pointed to the cut oranges on the table, "After reading it, take a break and eat something?"

Tan Mo still didn't react a bit until Uncle Chen came out of his room and briefly explained to Tan Mo. After listening, Tan Mo turned his head and said to Qiao Lan, "Don't take care of me."

"Huh?" Qiao Lan looked up.

"Aunt Chen is not here, just stay here."

It’s fine if you live, and you don’t need to take care of him or do anything. Tan Mo thinks that Qiao Lan is already very good and very good.

Uncle Chen looked at Tan Mo's sincere appearance and enjoyed it for a long time, and he knew it would definitely be beneficial to coax Qiao Lan into the house.

Tan Mo was unhappy from the beginning, and then suddenly became stunned. It seemed that he was happy in hindsight, but then there was uncontrollable tension. Although he was still expressionless, Joe Lan saw Tan Mo's daily movements in circles when he was nervous.

The dinner was made by Tan Mo's full-time dietitian, and it was delivered at a fixed time. Usually, Aunt Chen cooks it herself according to the dietitian's meal. Now Aunt Chen is not here, so I changed to the nutritionist to come in person.

Although Qiao Lan said that she used to work everywhere, her life experience has been quite rich, but because she didn’t have a family since she was a child, she didn’t know how to cook. The only good thing is making desserts and making coffee. After all, she had worked in coffee shops for a long time. . At that time, she was in college, and the cafe she went to was not far from the school. The store was small but very distinctive. The owner was a senior sister of Qiao Lan, who often taught Qiao Lan to make desserts in her spare time.

Qiao Lan went around in the kitchen. Aunt Chen should be a person who likes to study cooking. There are all kinds of tools in the kitchen, and there are all kinds of fresh ingredients delivered every day in the refrigerator.

Looking at it, Qiao Lan was moved.

Tan Mo likes sweets very much. Qiao Lan discovered this after sitting at the same table with Tan Mo for two months.

The seemingly cold boy is actually a sweet tooth, with a big contrast, but quite cute.

Qiao Lan took her mobile phone and used her memory to search for a few desserts that she had made, and they were also very good. After all, she didn't make it for a long time and she didn't remember much. After searching, she cut the picture and saved it.

Give it a try when you have a chance.

I didn't expect the opportunity to come so soon.

Aunt Chen’s hometown is not too far from here. It would take about three hours to drive by car. Before, Uncle Chen said that something happened to Aunt Chen’s house and didn’t specify what it was. As a result, after a few days, Uncle Chen told Qiao Lan himself I have to go there and I will be back tomorrow if I leave today, so I have to trouble Qiao Lan to take care of Tan Mo for one day.

Qiao Lan lived in Tanmo for several days, and observed Tanmo's daily life closely, but found that Tanmo was actually very independent in life.

Except for the books on the high shelves sometimes, Tan Mo can do almost everything by himself, bathing, sleeping, and changing clothes. However, Uncle Chen still explained a lot to Qiao Lan about what Tan Mo must avoid. Things that can't be eaten, such as checking the windows of Tan Mo's room before going to bed, etc. He can't stand the night wind, and he can't have lights at night.

Qiao Lan took the small notebook and wrote down all of them. Tan Mo, who was sitting in the room but could hear Chen Bo and Qiao Lan talking, began to draw circles on the book nervously.

Although he had been at the same table with Qiao Lan for half a year, he was still nervous when Qiao Lan came to the house. Qiao Lan has been there recently. Tan Mo is finally less nervous, but now Uncle Chen is leaving, which means that there are only two of them. Tan Mo became nervous again.

Uncle Chen smiled after he finished talking. In fact, there is nothing to worry about. Tan Mo is not a child who can't live without people. Before, Tan's father would often let Tan Mo live there. He just took the opportunity to say this. To Qiao Lan.

After noon, Uncle Chen took a short rest, and then drove away. In the afternoon, Qiao Lan glanced at Tan Mo's still quiet room, and found out a bunch of pictures that she had intercepted that day, and deleted the words inside. After Mo Ji's food, he entered the kitchen and started to ponder it.

The room was not big, about one hundred and forty-five, and the room was very quiet. Tan Mo sat in his room and could hear Qiao Lan opened the refrigerator, probably looking for something.

Tan Mo stared at the book in front of him for a while, controlling the wheelchair to get out of the room.

Slowly entering the kitchen, Tan Mo saw Qiao Lan wearing the apron that Aunt Chen usually wears, holding her mobile phone and looking for something. As soon as she turned her head, Qiao Lan saw Tan Mo.

"Is it bothering you?" Qiao Lan put down the phone, "I want to be quieter."

"No," Tan Mo stared at Qiao Lan's apron. Aunt Chen wears it every day. Tan Mo never pays attention to anything. But now when she wears Qiao Lan, Tan Mo can't remove his eyes. At the same time, my heart was filled with indescribable intimacy.

"You are here", Tan Mo finally put his gaze on other things, "Do you want to cook?"

"I don't know how to cook," Qiao Lan smiled, "I want to try making desserts, Tan Mo, do you like pudding? I make pudding pretty well."

Tan Mo pushed in the wheelchair, his gaze fell on the food on the table, and said in a low voice, "I like it."

Like it, Qiao Lan is more interested.

She has forgotten about some difficult desserts, and she doesn't dare to show her ugliness. The easier ones are quite sure. The customers who came to the coffee shop liked the egg pudding that she had made for the senior sister.

After boiling the water, add white sugar and stir it into sugar water, then add eggs and fresh milk to the sugar water and mix well.

Tan Mo sat in a wheelchair and watched Qiao Lan's handling of the ingredients seriously. Watching her mix a cup of white sugar with boiling water, and then boil it all the time, the kitchen gradually overflowed with the sweet caramel flavor.

Seeing that Tan Mo was interested, Qiao Lan took the model to the table, and carefully poured the caramel and the well-mixed pudding into the model little by little, added water to the baking tray and put it in the oven.

"Just wait fifteen minutes, and then you can pinch some coconut mango rolls during this time."

This is a small dessert made of glutinous rice, which is sticky, sweet and sticky. Qiao Lan likes it very much.

Looking at her slender fingers, Tan Mo skillfully and quickly mixed the glutinous rice with water and knead it into a dough. Tan Mo's gaze moved a little bit upward along Qiao Lan's fingers, and finally fell on Qiao Lan's face.

His tablemate is really amazing.

Obviously about his age, but so powerful.

She got glutinous rice flour on her fingers and accidentally wiped it on her face. Tan Mo stared at the white glutinous rice flour on Qiao Lan's face, and suddenly wanted to reach out and wipe it clean.

After making a few small desserts, Qiao Lan added another fresh fruit dish, all of which Tan Mo liked.

Tan Mo particularly liked the coconut mango rolls, but Qiao Lan didn't dare to let Tan Mo eat too much. This is glutinous rice. If you eat too much, your stomach will feel a little uncomfortable.

After dinner, Uncle Chen called and asked them how well they were doing. Qiao Lan told him that Tanmo had gone to take a bath, so Uncle Chen was relieved. After waiting for the call, Tan Mo came out from the shower. The boy changed clothes and came out in a wheelchair. I don't know if it was because of the shower or Qiao Lan's illusion. Qiao Lan always felt that Tan Mo's face was paler than usual.

Qiao Lan suddenly felt a little worried, and hurriedly asked Tan Mo if she was feeling unwell. When she thought of what she ate at night, "Is it a stomachache?"

"No", Tanmo's hair is not completely dry yet, and the hair is soft, looking extraordinarily well-behaved and believable, "No discomfort."

Qiao Lan frowned and looked at Tan Mo, frowning.

Tan Mo was used to looking at each other's eyes when she was speaking, but now she didn't look at her at all. Qiao Lan suddenly remembered the last time Tan Mo lied to her that she didn't take the exam because she was unwell.

Qiao Lan always felt uneasy in her heart, but Tan Mo insisted that it was all right, and said goodnight to Qiao Lan as usual, and turned around and entered her room.

Qiao Lan looked at the boy's thin back for a long time before returning to her room.

I was still a little worried about it, so I opened the door of the room, then lay on the bed and continued reading the book about Asperger's disease that I downloaded before.

Sleep well during the day, but not too sleepy at night. After twelve o'clock, Qiao Lan suddenly heard something in Tan Mo's room falling to the floor.

Qiao Lan suddenly turned over from the bed.

But after the sound, peace was restored again, as if something accidentally fell.

Qiao Lan frowned, got out of bed and walked carefully to Tanmo's room. It was quiet in Tanmo's room. Everything was like her illusion, until she suddenly heard a very low sound, but it was very clear at night. Resist the pain.

Qiao Lan knocked on Tan Mo's door anxiously, "Tan Mo, what's the matter with you?"

There was a sudden silence in the room, but then there was another bang.

Qiao Lan's expression changed abruptly, "Tan Mo, I'm here", and then opened the door and walked in and turned on the lights.

Tan Mo was half sitting on the bed under the light, his face pale, because the drawer pulled open in shock fell to the floor, and he was holding a small medicine bottle in his right hand.

Qiao Lan was stunned, and walked over quickly, just about to ask him what happened, but her eyes were suddenly rubbed on the right leg of the trouser leg by the quilt because of the panic.

On the dazzling white skin, there was a hideous scar that was seven or eight centimeters long.

The author has something to say: 　　 medicine is an analgesic, not stomach pain, but leg pain.

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