"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back!"

The old dean was very excited and held Tang Luo's hand, unwilling to let go.

"Old Dean, it's my fault that I never came back."

Tang Luo looked at the old dean's old appearance and felt a little guilty. He had returned to Zhonghai several times before, but never came back.

"No, you are old and have your own things to be busy with...I am alive, it would be great if you could come back and see me."

The old dean shook his head, but his tears couldn't stop rolling down.

Xu Fei next to him also had red eyes. He turned around and secretly wiped the corners of his eyes.

"Old dean, I'm going back to Zhonghai this time and I won't be leaving for a while. I will visit you often."

"Okay, okay, come back often."

The old dean said happily.

After chatting for a while, Tang Luo mentioned his life experience.

"Your life experience... I have to think about it carefully."

The old dean frowned. After all, it had been more than twenty years and some memories were blurred.

"Oh, I remembered. You were sent here by Lao Zhang when you were still an infant... He said that he picked up a child and had no place to arrange it. He sent it to the police station, but no one wanted it, so he gave it to an orphan.

The hospital is here."

"Lao Zhang? Which Lao Zhang?"

Tang Luo asked hurriedly.

"That's Butcher Zhang from Sandaokou."

Tang Luo thought for a moment and seemed to have some impression that the guy looked scary, just like Zhang Fei.

However, he never thought that he was picked up by Butcher Zhang and sent to the orphanage.

"By the way, I still have the quilt that wrapped you in. It's in the cabinet in the next room."

The old dean stood up when he thought of something.

"I'll help you."

Tang Luo hurriedly helped the old dean up and went to the next room.

Tang Luo also had an impression of this room. He could go anywhere in the orphanage, but he couldn't go to this room.

One time he was naughty and wanted to go in, but the old dean caught him out and told him that this room should not be entered casually because there were clues for children to find their families.

He didn't understand it at the time, but now he understands what it means.

The old dean searched for a long time and finally took out a quilt from a cabinet.

"Little Luoluo, this is it."

Tang Luo took it and opened it, only to see two words embroidered with gold thread in the lower left corner - Tang Luo.

Only then did he realize that his name was not given to him by the old dean, but by his parents.

To his disappointment, there were no other clues except the name embroidered on it.

"It seems that we can only go to Butcher Zhang and ask again."

Tang Luo muttered secretly and asked the old dean.

"Lao Zhang? He seems to have gone to his daughter's house. It will take a while before he can come back."

The old dean thought for a while and said.

"All right."

Tang Luo nodded, it seemed that he could only wait, there was no rush.

"Ahem, little Luoluo, take this quilt back, maybe you can use it."

The old dean coughed and said.

"Okay." Tang Luo nodded, "Old Dean, your body..."

"It's nothing, it's an old problem."

"Let me help you take a look."

"you?"

The old dean was a little surprised.

"Yes, I have practiced medical skills with an old Chinese medicine practitioner over the years. Let me help you take a look."

"Oh Well."

The old dean smiled and nodded. She didn't believe how powerful Tang Luo's medical skills were, she just didn't want to let down the child's wishes.

Tang Luo grabbed the old dean's wrist and made a careful diagnosis.

Xu Fei took a few glances. Well, not to mention his medical skills, his posture was quite good, and he looked a bit like a Chinese medicine practitioner.

"Old Dean, do you have the worst cough in the middle of the night?"

"right."

"It has been about five years, and there is blood in the sputum..."

After listening to Tang Luo's words, the old dean's face changed. How did he know?

"Old Dean, am everything I said correct?"

After Tang Luo finished describing the symptoms, he let go of the old dean's wrist.

"Yes, yes, everything is right!"

The old dean looked surprised.

Xu Fei's eyes widened, he really had two brushes!

"Old Dean..."

As Tang Luo was talking, the door opened and a beautiful girl came in from the outside.

"Grandma, Brother Xiaofei..."

The girl first said hello to the old dean and Xu Fei, then her eyes fell on Tang Luo.

Immediately afterwards, her eyes widened, and a look of disbelief appeared on her pretty face. He was... Brother Luo?

Tang Luo was also looking at the girl. Did she call the old dean grandma?

Could it be...

"Are you Xiaohan?"

"Brother Luo, is it really you?"

After hearing Tang Luo's words, Chen Han shouted in surprise.

"Haha, it's me. In the blink of an eye, the little girl with a runny nose who was following me has grown so big and beautiful."

Tang Luo looked at Chen Han and couldn't help but laugh.

"No way."

Chen Han's pretty face turned red and she said coquettishly.

When she was a child, she liked to play behind Tang Luo, and many friends said that she was Tang Luo's little wife.

And Tang Luo... once used a lollipop to trick her out of her kiss!

That year, she was only five years old.

Later, Tang Luo left the orphanage, and Chen Han was sad for a long time, and even dreamed of her little brother Luo every night.

She firmly believed that she and her little brother Luo would meet again.

Now, we meet again as expected.

Thinking of this, Chen Han burst into tears.

"Silly girl, why are you crying? I'm back."

Tang Luo looked at Chen Han who was crying and stepped forward to hug her.

"Brother Luo, I have dreamed of you many times... and finally I see you again."

Chen Han sobbed and said.

The old dean looked at the two people hugging each other, with a smile on his face. These two people... are quite a match.

If the two of them could really be together and Xiaohan would be taken care of, she would be relieved even if she closed her eyes.

"Brother Luo, you won't leave again, will you?"

Chen Han looked at Tang Luo with tears in his eyes.
To be continued...