Chapter 810

There was no response in the room.

In fact, Shen Zhiyu had been used to it for a long time. He pushed the door open. In the room, Xia Beiqing was sitting by the bed, writing with a book. When Shen Zhiyu pushed the door in, he closed the book and put it under the pillow.

Shen Zhiyu didn't notice his strange behavior. He said in a low voice, "incline to the north, get up and eat."

Xia Bei leans his arms and moves himself to the wheelchair a little bit. In the process, he almost falls down. Shen Zhiyu wants to rush through, but he stifles his steps.

If you get too close, you'll get angry.

Yang Shao said, try to follow him, don't let him have too much emotion.

Xia Bei leans into a wheelchair and pushes it to Shen Zhiyu, but he doesn't stay. He passes by him and goes out of the room.

On the dining table, Xia Bei leans his head down, his face is gray, and he can't see any color in his eyes. He is like a puppet, carrying steamed stuffed buns to his mouth bit by bit. He doesn't take a few bites, but he puts them down and doesn't eat them.

During this period of time, he had a bad appetite and couldn't eat much. He lost a lot of weight quickly. Sometimes when he was in a wheelchair, he was really like a terminally ill patient.

"Have some more." Shen Zhiyu looked at him and said.

Xia Beiqing ignores Shen Zhiyu and turns his wheelchair to leave.

At this time, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Shen Zhiyu gets up to open the door, and Yang shaozheng stands outside.

Shen Zhiyu said with a smile, "have you eaten yet? Would you like to join us? "

"No, No Yang Shao walks into the room and leans toward Xia Bei, nodding with a smile.

Xia Beiqing did not respond and continued to push the wheelchair into the room.

Yang Shao pointed to the room and said to Shen Zhiyu, "I went first."

Shen Zhiyu nodded: "good."

In the room, Xia Beiqing is sitting by the French window. Yang Shaoxing pushes the door in, pulls a chair and sits opposite Xia Beiqing.

He followed Xia Beiqing's line of sight and saw a dead branch outside the window. The flowers on the dead branch withered, and the petals fell lightly in the soil, which was stained by the mud.

Yang Shao takes back his sight and looks at the gauze wrapped around his neck.

Just a while ago, Xia Beiqing suffered from self mutilation again. He didn't know where to find a piece of glass and cut his neck. Fortunately, Shen Zhiyu found it in time.

Shen Zhiyu almost left the room in the corner. Everything that could make Xia Beiqing hurt himself was put away, and the room became a little empty.

Yang Shao laughed and asked, "how have you been recently?"

Xia Beiqing doesn't talk.

Yang Shao is used to it.

Every treatment is like this, even if it takes a few hours, and Yang Shao's mouth is dry, Xia Beiqing may only reply two or three sentences.

Even two or three sentences may be helpful to his treatment.

"Did you take the medicine on time?"

In fact, Yang Shao knows that Shen Zhiyu will stare at Xia Beiqing and let him take medicine.

Yang Shao talks about some beautiful things again. I don't know how long, but Xia Beiqing finally takes back his sight outside the window.

He slowly picked up the pen and paper, wrote a few words on the paper, and handed it to Yang Shao to see.

——I ignore you. Is that interesting?

Yang Shao said with a smile: "it's my duty to treat you. It has nothing to do with whether you are interesting or not."