She is a real daughter with a thousand layers of vest

Chapter 959

Yun Ci looked at Dongtang Chiyou and said, "Let's not take him."

"But... Master Chi You has been sticking to you. If you are not by his side, he might..."

"Do you have any medicine? Let him sleep for a day or two. I'll go take a look and come back soon."

Su Mi nodded: "This kind of medicine can be obtained, but I don't know if it is still useful for Master Chi You now."

"Let's try it first."

The next morning, Su Mi brought the news she had investigated.

"The whole country has been locked down, and they are investigating one by one. I'm afraid you can't get out."

"Is there nothing you can do?"

In the living room, Yun Ci was sitting on the sofa. Dongtang Chiyou held Yun Ci in her arms and put her head on Yun Ci's shoulder. She didn't understand the conversation between her and Su Mi and just kept sticking to Yun Ci.

Su Mi said, "It's not like there is no solution, but it's too risky. I think we should not take any action for now. We should think about this matter in the long run."

Taking the long view…

But Yunci always felt inexplicably uneasy in his heart.

At night, return to the room.

Dongtang Chiyou finished his shower and came out of the bathroom, his pajamas still crookedly on.

Yun Ci tidied up his pajamas, pulled him to sit on the bed, took out his cell phone, flipped to a photo, and handed it to Dongtang Chiyou.

"Ayou, do you still know who he is?"

In the photo, the boy is wearing a school uniform, standing under a big tree. A ray of sunlight is shining through the branches and leaves, falling spots on his body. He is frowning, and his smile seems brighter than the sunlight.

Dongtang Chiyou stared blankly without much reaction.

Yun Ci said: "This is Bei Qing, do you remember Bei Qing?"

Hearing this name, Dongtang Chiyou's long eyelashes suddenly trembled. He slowly raised his hand and reached towards the phone screen, as if he wanted to touch the photo, and squeezed out a little jerky sound from his mouth: "Bei...Qing."

Yun Ci laughed: "Yes, he is Bei Qing, you still remember."
Dongtang Chiyou kept murmuring the name. Yun Ci gently stroked the man's head: "It's a pity that it's not convenient to take you to see him now. Get well soon, and I'll take you to see him, okay?"

Dongtang Chiyou stared at Yun Ci, not knowing whether he understood or not.

Shuo country.

Aunt Liu prepared lunch, put the fragrant food on the table, and knocked on Xia Beiqing's door.

"Mr. Xia, you can go out for dinner."

After saying this, she temporarily withdrew.

The door was opened, and Xia Beiqing pushed his wheelchair out of the room. He came to the dining table, picked up the chopsticks, stuffed a few mouthfuls of rice into his mouth, and then noticed the soup bowl next to him. He paused for a moment, then moved his arm, and the soup bowl fell to the ground with a clang, breaking into pieces.

He immediately bent down to pick it up.

Aunt Liu heard the noise and ran out quickly.

"Don't move, I'll do it."

Aunt Liu squatted down beside Xia Beiqing, picked up the broken pieces, wiped off the soup stains, looked at Xia Beiqing, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Xia Beiqing shook his head.

In the afternoon, Xia Beiqing stayed in the room, spread out his notebook, and wrote something on it, which seemed to be more than he had written before.

The door was suddenly pushed open.

He subconsciously wanted to put away his notebook, but when he saw that the person who came in was Yang Shao, he stopped.

Yang Shao saw that he was holding the notebook he had given him before and asked, "Are you writing something?"

Xia Beiqing put the notebook back on the table and continued writing with a pen.

Yang Shao walked in, sat down opposite him, and asked, "What are you writing? Can you show it to me?"

(End of this chapter)