Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Chapter 466 I Don’t Want to Go to the Hospital, Is That Okay? (Revised)

Before leaving, Shang Qing's eyes fell on the old lady, then looked at Ji Xun and added thoughtfully, "Let's take a look at why she is here."

This sentence caught Ji Xun's attention. He has always been quite convinced of Shang Qing's sixth sense.

Why would a cleaning lady appear in a place like the Public Security Bureau?

Moreover, she dared to talk behind their backs so unscrupulously in such a special place and to sow discord between them.

Is there some unknown reason hidden in this?

Especially just now.

She happened to witness some little actions between the old lady and the two children. It was really unbelievable!

Shang Qing was very confused about this.

She couldn't understand what kind of relationship existed between them.

Could it be that Wang Fan knows someone in the imperial capital?

Otherwise, how could this aunt, who looked like she was not a good person, be so willing to help Wang Fan?

After all, Wang Fan's purpose was nothing more than to get money from Ji Xun and slander him.

Could it be that they all wanted to discredit Xiao Xun more effectively, forcing him to give them money and then support them with money endlessly?

When you think about it this way, it seems to make sense.

It is obvious that even though Wang Fan was eventually caught, this aunt still wanted the two children to follow Ji Xun. The reason behind this must be complicated.

Since his heart was full of doubts, Shang Qing would naturally express his thoughts without hesitation.

After Ji Xun listened to Shang Qing's sharing of these ideas with him, he not only did not think that Shang Qing was daydreaming, but instead attached great importance to her opinions.

"Okay, sister, I will definitely investigate it thoroughly."

Faced with Ji Xun's unconditional support and trust, Shang Qing couldn't help but feel extremely relieved.

Very useful.

However, the next morning, Shang Qing was awakened by the bright light shining through the curtains.

She lay lazily on the bed, her brain seemed to have crashed, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses.

"Is it a sunny day today?" Shang Qing thought to herself, "But why isn't the morning sun this bright at this time usually?"

As she thought about it, she rubbed her eyes, trying to wake herself up.

Shang Qing propped herself up and picked up the cell phone beside the bed.

The time displayed on the screen made her eyes widen instantly: 9:23!

"This...it's already past nine o'clock?"

Shang Qing blinked her sleepy eyes which were not yet fully open, and the confusion in her mind became more and more intense.

Shang Qing was a little dazed as he tried hard to recall the time of his morning classes.

"Am I late?" Shang Qing muttered to himself, a layer of cold sweat on his back.

Suddenly, Shang Qing realized a problem - the person who woke her up every morning was Ji Xun!

But what happened today?

Shang Qing was a little confused.

"Did Xiao Xun also oversleep? Otherwise, why didn't he wake me up?"

While thinking, Shang Qing got up from the bed, put on her slippers, and slowly walked towards the living room.

The living room was unusually quiet, without a sound at all.

Shang Qing walked to the kitchen door, but did not smell the familiar aroma of breakfast.

She stood there, looking at Ji Xun's closed door, and the doubts in her heart grew deeper and deeper.

"Where on earth did Xiao Xun go?"

Shang Qing muttered softly and walked unconsciously towards Ji Xun's room.

She gently pushed open the door and looked inside.

The room was dimly lit, with only a faint halo of light coming through the gap in the curtains, swaying slightly.

"Xiao Xun...are you awake?"

Shang Qing asked cautiously in a low voice, afraid of waking up Ji Xun who might still be sleeping.

Just then, there was a slight movement on the bed.

"elder sister……"

This response seemed to have exhausted all the strength in the body.

It sounded hoarse and weak, revealing endless fatigue.

Shang Qing's heart tightened.

She immediately detected something unusual in the voice and quickened her pace without hesitation.

While running, he asked anxiously, "Xiao Xun, what's wrong with you?"

When Shang Qing finally ran to the bed, he saw Ji Xun struggling to stand up.

That look makes people feel heartbroken.

"Xiao Xun, what's wrong with you?" Shang Qing stepped forward quickly, his voice full of worry.

Ji Xun suddenly seemed to lose his support and fell backwards violently.

Shang Qing was quick to act and quickly stretched out her arms to hug him tightly.

Ji Xun lay limp in Shang Qing's arms.

At this moment, she felt that Ji Xun's body was extremely hot, as if it had been roasted by fire, and it was also damp, with heat constantly steaming out of him.

Shang Qing's heart skipped a beat as he realized that Ji Xun was sick and had a high fever.

"Xiao Xun, you have a fever. Be good, let's go back to bed."

Shang Qing was extremely anxious, and her words were as gentle as if she was coaxing a baby.

Shang Qing supported Ji Xun's neck with one hand and hugged his waist with the other, comforting him: "Come on, don't be anxious, follow my strength and lie down slowly."

Ji Xun seemed to be aware of his physical condition and he stopped trying to be brave.

He obediently let Shang Qing hold his waist and slowly lay back on the bed.

Although he had already lain back in bed, Ji Xun still felt a little dizzy and uncomfortable.

He suppressed his discomfort and comforted Shang Qing: "Sister... I'm fine... Don't worry."

"It's not okay at all. It's already burned like this." Shang Qing's voice was hoarse.

"It's okay, sister, I'm fine, I might have caught a cold..."

His voice was so hoarse that it was almost impossible to hear what he was saying.

But Shang Qing could still feel that he didn't want to make her worry.

"Stop talking. Be good. Listen to me."

Shang Qing was so heartbroken that she almost cried.

What she feared most was that Ji Xun would get sick.

Looking at Ji Xun's pale face and weak appearance, she felt her heart was broken.

In Shang Qing's heart, Ji Xun was like a fragile porcelain doll.

Having experienced several life-and-death situations, he left a deep impression on Shang Qing.

This made her unconsciously think that Ji Xun needed to be carefully cared for.

At this moment, Ji Xun looked listless.

He lay quietly on the bed, his face as pale as paper and his eyes a little blurry.

Shang Qing stared at him with heartache, her heart filled with worry and uneasiness.

She gently wiped Ji Xun's forehead with her palm, hoping that this would make him feel a little more comfortable.

"Sister, I don't want to go to the hospital...can I..."

Although Ji Xun's voice was very soft, the grievance and worry in it spread like ripples in the air.

Shang Qing stared at his beautiful face, which was originally as cold and ethereal as an immortal.

At this moment, her face was flushed with an enchanting blush due to the high fever.

It is like a red plum blossom blooming in the cold night, sad and moving.