Chapter 87, send snacks

   The doctor Xu, who has not come forward for a long time, was afraid that things would get worse, so he came out and explained: "It's not that we don't sell medicine to him, his sister is born with insufficiency.

   They can only breathe a sigh of relief with good medicine, not to mention they can’t afford good medicine. We don't want him to waste money if we don't give him medicine. "

  Shen Yijia considered himself a reasonable man, and felt that the doctor was right and let go of the apprentice.

   "I'm rich, so I'll get my sister's medicine."

  Shen Yijia had a toothache and wondered if this person could only say this.

   wanted to ignore it, but inexplicably softened at the young man's scarlet eyes.

   She considers herself not a good person who is willing to help others.

   This is the case now, or it’s the fault of her past life when she was young that left her with too much influence.

   scratched his head, resigned and said, "Take me to see your sister."

   A hint of vigilance flashed in the boy's eyes.

   Shen Yijia tutted, "I can't do anything to you just like you?"

   With such a small body, she could poke him out of breath with just one finger.

  Xu thought that what Shen Yijia said was reasonable, but the pharmacy really refused to sell him the medicine, so the young man had no choice but to nod his head. Go ahead and lead the way.

   Watching the boy take every step with difficulty, Shen Yijia spurned herself, she was so **** kind.

   waved to Iron Dan, who had been looking at him curiously.

   The three of them went to the boy's house in a carriage.

  In the car, Shen Yijia knew the boy's name, Lin Shao, and he also said these two words.

  …

  Shen Yijia, who went out early and returned late in the past two days, is no longer chatting.

  Song Jingchen inexplicably felt that he was not used to it. He almost hurt his hand a few times by doing clever tricks. He looked at the eye socket and hummed from time to time.

  He shook his head helplessly, picked it up on his lap, and drove the wheelchair to the outside of the hospital.

  An Xiuer came out of the house with a basket and was startled when she saw the dumplings, but finally she mustered up the courage and stopped in front of Song Jingchen.

   She ignored the existence of the dumplings as much as possible, smiled shyly at Song Jingchen, lifted the cloth on the basket, and brought it to Song Jingchen: "Brother Song, I just made some snacks. Would you like to try it?"

  Song Jingchen frowned and refused coldly: "No need."

  An Xiuer withdrew her hand in embarrassment and bit her lip: "Sister Shen should like it, or I'll help you get it in."

  Song Jingchen raised his head to look at An Xiuer, seeing An Xiuer's heart pounding, her delicate little face flushed with a thin layer of red: "Brother Song, you..."

  Song Jingchen flashed disgust in his eyes, and said lightly, "She doesn't like it."

   An Xiuer choked, what more would she want to say.

  Anton's voice came suddenly: "Xiu'er, what are you doing here?"

  Anton glanced strangely at the two of them.

  An Xiuer explained in a panic: "I made some snacks at home and sent them to Aunt Li and Sister Shen to try them."

   "I'll send it in, you go home." An Dong didn't doubt it, but thought that Song Jingchen was a foreigner, and his sister should avoid suspicion.

  An Xiu'er glanced at Song Jingchen and hesitated. Finally turned to leave.

   "My sister likes to toss and eat since she was a child, she has no bad thoughts, don't mind." An Dong looked at An Xiu'er's back and said.

  Song Jingchen glanced at him and said nothing.

   Here, Shen Yijia came to Lin Shao's residence.

   Only then did they know that the two brothers and sisters lived in a ruined temple.

  Little girl Lin Miaomiao lay on a blanket made of hay, she didn't know whether she fell asleep or was in a coma.

   She looked about the same age as Sister Huan, she was wearing a worn-out clothes, her palm-sized face was flushed, obviously abnormal.

   (Yesterday I asked you if it rained, but today it will rain, ooh, it’s so cool.

   Whether you can continue to be on the new book list depends on the recommendation tickets of the little cuties.

   Please let the tickets come more violently.

   Finally, don’t save Wen Ang, or you will lose your reading! love you yo. )

   For the sake of my enthusiasm, please recommend me.

   humble

   The remaining two chapters will be updated at 12 noon

  

  

   (end of this chapter)

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