Yu Chu turned around and poured a cup of hot tea for Gu Beisheng. He handed it to her hand silently, then stood on the other side and continued to look at the scene inside the room.
Bai Hui grabbed the paper in her hand and began to wipe the sweat from her forehead.
The air in the room became extremely hot, making her uneasy.
The corners of her lips curled up for a long time, and in the end, there was only a feeble apology: "I'm sorry."
But for Fu Xizhou, his mother's apology was like a fantasy. He couldn't even imagine such a sentence.
His back stiffened slightly, and his black eyes became darker and darker. The sparks in the center of his pupils were extinguishing like scattered starlight fragments above the ocean in the middle of the night.
Loneliness, but hope in despair.
"Then if you use me to cure my brother, I can live for a while longer. Can you please stop calling my name by mistake?"
When he said that sentence, he was calm and without any ripples.
But it had a huge impact on Bai Hui and Gu Beisheng outside.
Bai Hui seemed to be struck by lightning. She was stunned on her seat and could not recover for a long time.
Not only did he know why he existed, but he also thought that he would lose his life because of saving Fu Qingyu.
Even so, he never resisted, he just kept silent all day long.
And at this time.
Gu Beisheng's pupils suddenly tightened outside the door, and his chest seemed to be tightly blocked by cement, making it impossible to breathe.
As Fu Xizhou's hypnotist, Qin Huaichuan is also his attending doctor, so he pays special attention to every change in Fu Xizhou's monitoring.
Adhering to the principle of professionalism, he did not pay attention to the junior sister.
Suddenly, a drop of water fell on the tablet in his hand.
Qin Huaichuan frowned slightly, wondering where the water droplets came from. Suddenly, one drop after another, the water droplets fell down like broken threads, pattering on the tablet.
He looked up and saw Gu Beisheng's face covered with tears, his fox eyes were red, and the tip of his nose was so red that it could be rubbed to pieces, like the petals of a flower that had been damaged by a heavy rain. The beauty was gone, leaving only a trace of decadence. .
Qin Huaichuan could understand how humble Fu Xizhou must be to say such words. Moreover, at that time, he had never resented Bai Hui from beginning to end. He just hoped that Bai Hui could face him when he was still alive.
He's only that old.
Faced with being ignored by his mother and facing the fate of death, he didn't even show a single expression of grievance.
I don't even dare to think about his daily life.
For a child, the psychological pain caused by parental neglect is far heavier than the physical pain.
As an outsider, Qin Huaichuan felt sorry for Fu Xizhou, let alone his junior sister.
Qin Huaichuan clasped the tablet, stretched out his big hand, and wiped away the tears on her face. He spoke in a low, hoarse voice, gentle and soft, as if he was afraid that if he raised the temperature a little higher, his little junior sister would melt in his hands.
"Why don't you stop reading and go rest for a while and leave this to me."
It wasn't until his fingers touched her face that Gu Beisheng realized belatedly that her face was covered with tears.
She lowered her head, wiped away her tears with both hands, pursed her lips, and took a deep breath: "I'm fine, don't worry about me, just keep watching."
When they turned the tablet over again, Bai Hui was not sitting on a chair, but squatting in front of Fu Xizhou.
Looking at Fu Xizhou from the bottom up, her hand was holding his hand tightly through the tissue.
"I'm sorry, Xizhou." Bai Hui blinked frequently. Compared with the previous apology, this time it was much deeper.
"I'm sorry, mom didn't know you could see through this at such a young age."
"I don't know what you are thinking. Now I know. Mom will care more about you and hug you more in the future. Whatever you think, you can tell her and she will listen."
There are half truths and half lies in the words.
She is here to cure Fu Xizhou's mental illness, so to make up for what was lacking before, she must at least open up Fu Xizhou's heart.
Fu Xizhou looked down at her, feeling that his mother was a little strange, but he did not push her hand away, indicating that he did not resist.
As for the timing, there was no fault.
Qin Huaichuan, who was outside the door, rarely analyzed the situation aloud: "As long as Ms. Bai acts more emotionally, I want to take it step by step and ask the key questions, so that the problem can be solved from the root."
As he said this, he glanced at the little junior sister's face. In fact, it was just to comfort her that he said a few more words.
But all Gu Beisheng's energy was focused on Fu Xizhou's face on the tablet, and he didn't look away even an inch.
The camera was hidden, facing Fu Xizhou's chair. Now Bai Hui was squatting in front of his knees, and he lowered his head.
You can't see his expression at all here, and no one knows what he will be thinking.
The scene seemed to be frozen, no one moved, and the room was eerily quiet.
Suddenly, Fu Xizhou opened his lips and made a small request: "Can I check twice a week instead of once a week?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Bai Hui's smile that she tried to raise suddenly turned extremely cold.
Suddenly, Fu Qingyu's face as a child and everything that happened when she brought him up came to mind.
And because Fu Qingyu was ill and hospitalized, she and Fu Ting started quarreling as soon as they left the hospital entrance.
Most of the scenes were of her breaking down and arguing hysterically, asking Fu Ting why he was like this.
But Fu Ting was wearing a suit and leather tie. Even though their child was judged by the doctor to have difficult symptoms, his thunderous eyebrows showed no signs of folding.
She hates it.
It was clearly the child of two people, how could Fu Ting be so calm? Just as he was marrying her home, he had the same expression on their wedding day.
No joy or sorrow, only a heartless person who is truly emotionless can achieve this level.
However, she was ten months pregnant with Fu Qingyu, and she still held onto her long-cherished wish that one day she could live happily with Fu Ting's family of three.
In the end, the scene that froze in her mind was that of Fu Qingyu as a child, lying on the hospital bed and breathing oxygen.
no!
We can't let Qingyu's life be in danger. He can't stay in the hospital forever!
"No!" Bai Hui's expression suddenly changed, as if he had encountered something fearful deep in his soul.
He stood up directly, pressed his hands on Fu Xizhou's broad shoulders, and said in an excited tone: "We can't skip the check-up. There can't be any problems with your body. Absolutely not!"
Fu Xizhou still lowered his head, his dull paint eyes drooped slightly, and there was a green darkness under his eyelids.
A faint smile escaped from his thin lips.
As expected.
"Your brother is still in the hospital. You must not make any mistakes or say such irresponsible words."
Bai Hui repeated almost paranoidly.
The door behind him was kicked open, and a voice filled with overwhelming anger burst out: "You are the one who is irresponsible!"
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