The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

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

With good medicine, they can only breathe a sigh of relief, 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 herself to be a reasonable one, and felt that the doctor was right, and let go of the apprentice.

"I have money to get medicine for my sister."

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

He didn't want to worry about it, but his heart softened inexplicably when he met the young man's scarlet eyes.

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

If it is like this now, it's still because the events of her previous life when she was young left too much influence on her.

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

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

Shen Yijia snorted: "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 Shi felt 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.

Seeing the young man take every step with difficulty, Shen Yijia spurned herself, she was so damn kind.

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

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

In the car, Shen Yijia knew the boy's name, Lin Shao, 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 several times by doing clever tricks. He looked at the eye socket and snorted 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 shocked when she saw the dumplings, but she finally gathered up the courage to walk to Song Jingchen and stop.

She tried her best to ignore the existence of the dumplings, smiled shyly at Song Jingchen, lifted the cloth covering 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 Xiu'er retracted her hand embarrassedly and bit her lip: "Sister Shen should like it, or I'll help you get it in."

Only then did Song Jingchen raise his head to look directly at An Xiu'er, seeing An Xiu'er's heart pounding, her delicate little face flushed with a thin layer of red: "Brother Song, you..."

Disgust flashed in Song Jingchen's eyes, and he said lightly, "She doesn't like it."

An Xiu'er choked and wanted to say something.

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

Anton glanced strangely at the two of them.

An Xiu'er 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, a foreigner, should avoid suspicion by his sister.

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 intentions, 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.

The little girl Lin Miaomiao was lying on the blanket made of hay.

Seeing that she was about the same age as Sister Huan, she was wearing a tattered dress, and her little face the size of a slap was flushed, obviously abnormal.

(I asked you yesterday if it rained, but today it will rain for me, 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. )

Seeing how positive I am, I am asking for a recommendation ticket.

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