Three Hundred and Thirty-Seven Take My Hand and Follow Me

Bai Suye didn't stop him in the end, but watched the group leave with a heavy heart.

The old man came up, "Why didn't you stop them from ordering?"

"He is your son. He has the same temper and personality as you. Even if you can't stop him, how can I stop him?"

The old man knew that his son's temperament was like a rock - the hard and smelly kind!

"Nizi!" He squeezed his cane and slammed it on the ground.

At this moment, Bai Yeqing's entourage stepped forward, "Mrs. Shen, Mr. President and Miss Xia asked me to take you back. Please get in the car."

The old man pushed the man away and shouted impatiently, "What are you giving? What are you giving away! They both patted their buttocks and left. They don't care if these elders are here to make them mad, so what are you giving away?" ?!"

The man was a little overwhelmed by the yelling. I am really innocent!

"Mrs. Shen, if you have nothing else, why don't you come and sit with me?" Bai Qing asked. Compared with old master Bai's anger, he has recovered a lot now, and he is more just sad. It never occurred to her that she would be busy beating mandarin ducks before her daughter recognized her.

Shen Min looked at the gradually disappearing vehicles from a distance, feeling uncomfortable in every possible way, and finally nodded: "That's fine."

There are many things to be said clearly. However, when she thought that Xingchen would no longer be her daughter, she felt sad.

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halfway.

Rui Gang received the message and drove directly to the King Hotel. She didn't ask why, so she could guess it. The presidential palace and the small rented house are definitely not clean now. Those elders will not stop there.

When they got to Room 8088, they had already arrived.

Besides cold coffee, there was also Fu Yichen.

Knowing that he was seriously injured, Xia Xingchen wanted to push the door into the bedroom in anxiety, but was stopped by Leng Fei, "Miss Xia."

Although he stopped Xia Xingchen, his eyes fell on the child at her feet.

She understood, knelt down to talk to Xia Dabai,

"Go to the living room and watch TV, okay?"

"Not good!" Xia Dabai frowned, "I want to go and see Xiaobai, he must be in pain after being beaten by grandpa."

Xia Xingchen sighed, and patted the top of his round head, "Don't worry, Xiaobai will be fine."

It's just that such a bloody picture cannot be seen by a child after all.

Xia Dabai thought for a while, and finally nodded reluctantly, "Then...if you need anything, just call me. I'll just watch TV in the living room."

She nodded, the child looked at her, then turned and went into the hall. Walked three steps and turned back.

Xia Xingchen opened the door and went in. Bai Yeqing was lying on the bed right now. Fu Yichen didn't treat his wound with his own hands. He just sat on the sofa in the corner. It could be seen that he was also quite depressed. He was even more gloomy and haggard than the last time he saw him in Beisiyuan.

Even if he didn't say anything, but just sat there quietly, he felt that his whole body was shrouded in a thick haze.

It's because of Wei Young!

But, now, what right does he have to feel sorry for Wei Young?

Xia Xingchen has never been able to understand Fu Yichen, nor can he calmly face this man who already has a wife, but it is always a matter between them, not even Wei Young -->>

I have to ask again, how can she get to the bottom of it as a bystander?

She withdrew her mind and walked to the bed. Bai Yeqing originally had his eyes closed, but now he heard movement and opened his eyes. She didn't look at him, but cast her gaze directly on the back.

The old man galloped around the world when he was young, he was a ruthless character, and the soldiers under his opponents were always merciless. Now I am angry, and the same is true for my son.

A series of wounds criss-crossed on his back, which was already full of old wounds—now it was bruised and bruised, which was shocking.

Xia Xingchen took several breaths, but couldn't hold back the mist that filled his eyes.

"Why are you crying? Don't cry." Bai Yeqing raised his hand to wipe the moisture from the corners of her eyes.

She sniffed and swallowed back the sour taste. Just turn to the person who is dealing with the wound and ask, "Is it serious?"

"These injuries need to be recuperated for at least half a month. Dr. Fu prescribed oral medicine to promote wound healing. You must supervise Mr. President to take it." The medical staff handed the medicine to Xia Xingchen. How to eat, are clearly marked.

After a while, the wound was treated, and everyone left one after another.

Dr. Fu walked in the back, and before taking him to the door, he gave Xia Xingchen a complicated look, obviously wanting to talk to her.

Xia Xingchen followed out after all.

"Miss Xia, these things..." Fu Yichen handed some medicines to her, and she glanced at the list, they were all very expensive medicinal materials, which were rarely seen in ordinary times.

She naturally understood what he meant, "Why don't you send it to Wei Young yourself?"

"..." Fu Yichen didn't answer. Now that the two of them have reached such a point, meeting again will only add to the sadness.

Xia Xingchen knew what he was thinking in his heart, "Doctor Fu, don't blame me for talking too much. Since you know that there is no possibility for you, why do you bother to provoke her with these things, making her even more sad?"

"She lost her first child, which is very harmful to her body. These medicines are of great benefit to her. If you are afraid that she will be sad...just say you bought it!" Fu Yichen put the medicine in her hand, and said nothing more What, just left.

Xia Xingchen looked at the medicine in his hand, then at the closed door, and couldn't help but sigh.

If she bought it, she would definitely not be able to fool Wei Young. She didn't take away the baby in her womb, and these medicines were simply useless.

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Everyone has left, leaving only one stable room.

Xia Xingchen thought of the commotion at the Civil Affairs Bureau just now, looked at the injury on Bai Yeqing's back, and the half-known truth, and he was still panicked.

Standing at the door of the room from a distance, looking at him lying on the bed, she felt confused like a fog in front of her eyes, and felt oppressed a little out of breath.

Seeing her pale face, Bai Yeqing sat up from the bed and waved to her, "Come here, come and sit beside me."

Xia Xingchen walked over and stuffed his hand into his palm almost naturally. The hands of both of them were equally cold.

She buried her face on his shoulder, "The doctor said, you have to recuperate for at least half a month."

"Make a fuss over a molehill." Bai Yeqing grabbed her hand, and gently pressed his lips against her forehead. Her forehead was also cold, as if there was no temperature. There was a difficulty in his throat, and finally, he said hoarsely: "Are you afraid?"

Xia Xingchen didn't make a sound for a while, but buried him deeper into his neck.