"What?" Lei asked strangely when he saw Jian'er hanging up the phone.

"Nothing." Jian'er answered hesitantly. Lei raised his eyebrows, as if he was not satisfied with Jian'er's answer.

"Okay, Merian just told me about the reward for treating Little Vincent. Judging from what she said, she seemed to have found something special." Jian'er explained that when she asked Melian before, she was actually just talking casually. The reason why she was willing to help Little Vincent was that she felt good about Melian and was willing to help. The other two things were that she couldn't bear to see Little Vincent, who was so cute, lost a leg at a young age. As for the rewards, she really didn't take it seriously.

But now, I heard what Merian said, I can't say that today may be something special.

With a little curiosity and expectation, Jian'er and Lei knocked on the door of Little Vinson's ward. After getting the response inside, they opened the door and walked in.

There was only Little Vincent's family in the ward. Jian Er raised his eyebrows slightly, and a glimmer of clarity flashed in his eyes. It seemed that Merian did not say hello to the hospital for what he would come today. The purpose of Merian's doing this was obviously to hand over the choice of whether the hospital could observe his treatment process. Although Jian Er didn't care about this, after all, this doctor is not so easy to learn. Even if a master leads him in, he may not be able to learn anything without a little bit of understanding. What's more, just a few glances and can see what he can understand, but it has to be said that Merian's approach of knowing the right to be a good deal and not interfering in his affairs makes people feel comfortable. It is indeed worthy of being Cartier's gold medal salesman, and he has a very accurate understanding of people's hearts.

"Hi, Little Vincent, how do you feel?" Jian'er waved to the cute little boy who was still lying on the hospital bed. Unfortunately, what he responded to was Little Vincent's slightly afraid eyes and dodging actions. Jian'er's expression stopped, but she was not angry. What was the feeling of the previous treatment? Jian'er knew very well, so Jian'er had already prepared for Xiao Vincent's performance when he saw him, and of course he had a way to deal with it.

"Surprise!" Jian'er took out a small box from his bag and lit it at Little Vincent, "Little Vincent, don't you want to see it?"

"What is that? Is it a gift?" Sure enough, the child is a child. When he saw the gift, he easily threw some things behind his head. But when his eyes touched Jian'er's face, he couldn't help but shrink back. It seemed that the shadow brought to Little Vincent by the previous treatment was quite large.

"Don't you want to open it and see?" Jian'er squatted down beside Little Vinson's bed. This made her look much shorter than Little Vinson, which allowed Little Vinson, who was sitting on the bed, to look at her from a downward angle. This would make the couple less oppressive to the child, and at the same time, it would make the child more relaxed.

Little Vinson looked at Jian'er, then at the exquisitely packaged box, and finally fell on his mother.

Merian patted Little Vinson's little head gently and nodded at him with encouragement.

"Give it!" Jian'er gently gave the box in her hand forward at the right time, giving Little Vinson an encouraging smile.

"Thank you!" Little Vinson took the box and said obediently, "Can I open it?"

"Of course, it was a gift for you, right?" Jian'er said.

"Wow~, little rabbit, it's a little rabbit! So many little rabbits!" Little Vinson's eyes instantly turned into a heart shape, looking at Jian'er with anticipation, "Sister Bunny, are this for me?"

Black noodles line, Jian'er really doesn't know whether to be proud of her skills or to sigh that this child is so forgot about her. A second ago, she was holding a mouse who saw the cat and almost cried to show her. When the little rabbit snack came out, she was so disappointed. Look at this intimate spirit... Jian'er subconsciously looked at the Merian and his wife. Kiss, the earth is really dangerous. It's better to be cute guys like your son who might be kidnapped by a "lollipop".

"Sister Bunny..." Seeing that Jian'er didn't say anything for a long time, Little Vincent's face collapsed, and she looked like an abandoned dog.

"Of course, they are all yours." So cute! Although they are not cute, facing such a cute little guy, Jian'er also feels like she is being transformed. She couldn't help but reach out and rub the soft little curly hair of Vinson, "They are all yours, and have you not noticed it? This food box is multi-layered. Don't you want to see if there are any other surprises inside?"

"Ah~, it's really!" Little Vinson carefully held the food box high, and then shouted in surprise.

"Wow~, this is my favorite Snoopy! And this, is this a rose? Sister rabbit, can I give it to my mother? Mom likes roses the most!" Little Vincent raised his shiny big eyes, and his bright eyes were full of "Is it OK? Is it OK? Is it OK?"

Looking at Little Vinson like this, Jian'er couldn't help but laugh. This guy is so cute! It's so swollen that she suddenly feels like she wants to take her home to raise her.

"Of course, they are from Little Vincent, and Little Vincent can naturally decide how to deal with them." Jian'er said with a smile.

"It's amazing! I want to give this rose to my mother, I want to give it to my father with the bear pattern, and these little rabbits. By the way, mom, Marion, Jamie and Maggiell will come to visit me in the evening. Can I stay until then to share it with them? I think they will like it together!" Little Vinson asked with anticipation with a smile as if he was a little sun.

"Of course, baby. I believe they will be very happy." Merian gently kissed Little Vinson's forehead, "Now baby, can you stay with your dad for a while? Mom and Song have something to talk about."

"Of course, mom." Little Vinson responded, and then happily put his attention back to his beloved snack. Sure enough, for ordinary children, eating and playing are always the most important things.

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"Little Vincent is very sensible." Sitting in the cafe last time again, smelling the fragrant coffee, Jian'er sighed softly.

"Yes, he is the best gift from God and Abel!" Merian's eyes were soft. For a mother, the child was always the softest part in her heart. "So, although it has been repeated many times, Song, I want to say 'Thank you again!"

Jian'er smiled and did not respond. She could hear the sincerity in Merian's words, and she didn't feel that she could not bear the thanks. For a doctor, the patient's sincere thanks was the greatest compliment to her medical skills.

"In addition to thanking you again, Song, I also want to ask you to continue to treat Little Vinson." Merian straightened his body and said sincerely, "Of course, according to what I said before, Abel and I are ready for your reward. But..." When she said this, Merian couldn't help but hesitate, looking a little reluctant to speak.

"What's wrong? Is there anything inconvenient to say?" Jian'er asked strangely. You should know that what Merian said on the phone before was all kinds of confidence, but why has it turned into this now?

"That's not.... Forget it, I think you might be clearer by yourself." Merian said, taking out a notebook from her bag that seemed to have been around for many years, touched the cover with care, and then asked hesitantly, "Well, can you read the genius?"

"Understand a little." Jian'er was glad that after she had been able to learn more about the same thing, she learned several languages ​​in a nervous way. This Italian language is one of them. Although it is a problem, she can still do it if she just reads without professional knowledge.

"That's good." Merian gently put the notebook on the table and pushed it in front of Jian'er.

"What is this?" Jian'er asked.

"A diary was handed down by my great-great-great-great-grandfather." Merian said.

Merian said that Jian'er couldn't take it easily. After all, objects like this belong to the ancestors' inheritance are not so active, especially diaries, which are absolutely private, which is even more sensitive.

"Song, take it. If it weren't for Little Vinson this time, maybe Abel and I have forgotten this diary. No, it's not forgotten, but deliberately burying it in the depths of the diary and unwilling to remember it." Merian looked at the diary with complicated eyes, and then said to Jian'er.

Jian'er frowned slightly. What does Merian mean?

"Maybe you can see that my ancestors were not F-natives, and Abel and I were descendants of immigrants." Merian gently stirred the coffee in front of him, as if he had said an irrelevant fact, but he seemed to want to use it as a guide and say something, "I am a descendant of the Italians, and Abel, with Viking blood on his body."

Jian'er raised her eyebrows. Is this related to this diary? However, before Jian'er asked, Merian had already talked about it.

"Actually, my acquaintance with Abel is also related to this diary." When he said this, Merian couldn't help but feel bitter in the corner of her mouth.

Then in Merian's story, Jane finally figured out the story behind this diary.

In fact, to be serious, Merian and Abel's ancestors were old friends and comrades-in-arms on the same boat. That's right, Merian's ancestors were sailors, and Abel's ancestors were born and raised in the ocean. Speaking of the Vikings, they were synonymous with pirates at that time. The two met a legend from "enemy" to "friends" and finally to "comrades-in-arms".

When it was still in the Age of Discovery, Merian's ancestors had a great desire for wealth and devoted themselves to the ocean without hesitation regardless of the dissuasion of their family. For that time, this voyage was particularly ocean-going, which was quite dangerous. While the sea brought people countless wealth, it also devoured countless lives, storms, pirates, and countless dangers. It is absolutely no exaggeration to say that the ocean-going sailors had a life of death.

However, even so, people's exploration of the sea cannot stop. In fact, Merian's ancestors did gain a lot of wealth from it. At least the wealth earned by staying in a safe home, the gains from the ocean are much greater. However, people can never be lucky. In an ocean, Merian's ancestors encountered the most dangerous moment of his life.

It was clearly remembered in the diary that that day was a stormy night. Merian's ancestors were lying on his small bed in the cabin as usual and writing diaries. Compared with those sailors who like to gamble twice, Merian's ancestors were more willing to spend their time keeping diaries or writing letters to their families, although the chances of sending this letter were not high. According to the records in the diary, this voyage was the last time that Merian's ancestors decided to have a long ocean, so he cherished this long ocean time.

But at this moment, an alarm sounded on the ship. They were very unlucky to meet the pirates, although the ship that Merian's ancestors rode

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