Chapter 268



Chapter 268 Suspecting Mom's Brain Problem

"Let's just follow classmate Song and look at some good-looking gay men."

Zhang Fanhua nodded.

While they were talking, the three of them had already entered the classroom, returned to their seats, and waited for the teacher to come.

Not long after I sat down, Teacher Duan came.

Before the end of today's class, Teacher Duan said that he would not be teaching for a few days, and in a few days they would move on to the next stage of study, pathology, pharmacology.

Later, pathology and pharmacology will be taught by different teachers.

The pathology department may be headed by Mr. Xu, but the person in charge of pharmacology seems to have not been determined yet.

Teacher Duan asked them to cherish the few days they would have together.

Maybe later...if you miss him, you can go to the emergency room to find him.

Teacher Duan's unexpected words made everyone laugh and cry.

When Song Yue went down to the teaching and research building, she saw her senior brother Song Huaian standing not far away.

She said hello to Li Juan and Zhang Fanhua who were traveling with her and left.

Song Yue and her senior brother Song Huaian went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy vegetables and then returned to their residence.

When Song Yue passed by Xu Zhicheng's house carrying the vegetables, she couldn't help but stop and look.

Seeing this, Song Huaian looked helpless, "You are watching again, girl, why don't you stay at the old man's place for the time being? Every day when you see this, you will think of those things, and the pressure of studying is also..."

Xu Zhicheng's voice suddenly appeared and interrupted Song Huaian, "Hey, Song girl."

Song Huaian looked at the person who came.

Song Yue greeted in a low voice, "Uncle Xu?"

Xu Zhicheng was attracted by Song Huaian's appearance at first sight. With this appearance and temperament, could he be the son of someone from Beijing?

The one from the Lu family yesterday.

Whose family is this today?

Xu Zhicheng looked at Song Huaian and asked, "Song girl, who is this?"

Song Yue wanted to say "senior brother", but then she thought of what happened before and changed her words, "Brother, Song Huaian."

Xu Zhicheng's eyes widened, "???"

elder brother? Yunqing child? At this age, and still looking like this, doesn't it look a bit strange?

Especially since the age doesn't match.

This person looks to be about 26, which is totally inconsistent with the age when Yunqing gave birth.

Xu Zhicheng asked, "Are you two siblings?"

Song Yue was about to answer, but her senior brother said, "No."

Xu Zhicheng breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, that's right, I was shocked."

Song Yue looked at the house, "This house..."

Xu Zhicheng grinned and shook his head disapprovingly, "The house is fine. The school has already found someone to come and look at the house today to measure the size of the windows and doors. It should be fixed in two days."

"I will temporarily live in the school dormitory during this period. When this house is ready, my wife and the others should be here soon, and then I will come back to live here."

Song Yue nodded, "Yeah."

When Song Huaian heard that Xu Zhicheng's family was coming to live here, his brows instantly frowned.

Xu Zhicheng looked at Song Yue and said, "Song girl, you go and do your thing. Go back to your room to get some books and then go back to school."

Song Yue nodded, "Yeah, okay."

Xu Zhicheng opened the gate and looked back at Song Yue, "Comrade Song, let's go."

"Um."

The next few days were calm and nothing happened.

Song Yue was picked up and dropped off by her senior brother Song Huaian every day. Her senior brother was afraid that she would get into trouble, so he tried to arrange everything during the day. At night, he would not go to the hospital except to see critically ill patients.

This series of arrangements will last until the master comes back. When the master comes back, the senior brother will hand her over to the master.

Uncle Xu's house next door has been repaired, but the man has not been caught yet, and there has been no progress on Li Yicheng's side.

Zhang Minguo was not caught, and there was no movement. He seemed to have disappeared.

Teacher Duan’s course has ended, and Teacher Duan is currently teaching them.

Song Yue is now waiting for Lu Huai every day, waiting for news from Lu Huai.

A few days passed without seeing him, and without any news.

Song Yue planned to ask her senior after class in the afternoon.

After lunch, Song Yue was suddenly found by Zhang Ruoqing.

"Student Song."

Song Yue looked at Zhang Ruoqing who suddenly appeared in front of her, "Student Zhang?"

Zhang Ruoqing looked conflicted, hesitating to speak.

Seeing this, Song Yue was about to ask, but before she could finish her words, she heard Zhang Ruoqing ask, "Can you go see your mother?"

Song Yue frowned: "?"

Zhang Ruoqing quickly explained, "Student Song, I don't mean to ask you to visit her. Going to see her doesn't mean there are any other problems..."

"?" Song Yue asked with a puzzled look, "For example?"

Zhang Ruoqing didn't understand what Song Yue meant for a moment, "Ah?"

Song Yue explained, "What do you mean? What do you think is wrong with your mother?"

"You must have felt something was wrong with her, so you suspected something was wrong with her and came to see her."

Zhang Ruoqing pointed to her head and said, "I doubt it, mom. There's something wrong here."

Song Yue: "Brain?"

Zhang Ruoqing nodded, "Yes."

Song Yue thought about what Bi Fengping had done before, and when Li Si came to her door some time ago, Bi Fengping's mental state seemed a little abnormal.

Song Yue asked, "What symptoms does she have? What's going on?"

Zhang Ruoqing thought for a while, "She would be happy for a while, then silent and staring at the ceiling, cursing, crying and laughing at the same time."

"And it's very strange. She's only like this in front of you. She's not like this when your grandparents are around."

Song Yue asked, "Have you asked a doctor to check her?"

Zhang Ruoqing shook her head. "No, because her condition doesn't last long, and it feels like I've only seen her like this, no one else has."

"It's a bit unreasonable to ask a doctor to see your mother."

Song Yue looked at Zhang Ruoqing, "Even if you ask me to go, I won't do it."

Zhang Ruoqing smiled bitterly, "Student Song, you misunderstood. What I meant was that you should go and see if there is anything wrong with your mother first, not the problem here."

Zhang Ruoqing finished speaking and pointed at his head.

Song Yue looked at Zhang Ruoqing without saying a word. Compared to before, this man was much thinner.

Seeing that Song Yue didn't say anything, Zhang Ruoqing's eyes turned pleading, "Please..."

Song Yue interrupted Zhang Ruoqing and agreed immediately, "Okay."

Go to the inpatient department and come to Bi Fengping's ward.

There were no other patients in the ward except Bi Fengping and Old Man Bi.

Old Master Bi was watching Bi Fengping eat. The two of them were chatting and laughing, and there didn't seem to be anything unusual.

Song Yue didn't go in first, but let Zhang Ruoqing go in first, saying hello so that people could be mentally prepared, so as not to be suddenly discovered and irritate Bi Fengping and the others.

Not even an hour after Zhang Ruoqing went in, he came back to let Song Yue in.

Entering the ward, both Mr. Bi and Bi Fengping greeted Song Yue.

Song Yue sat down and the others chatted for a while. Bi Fengping apologized to Song Yue with a look of apology on her face, "Student Song, what happened before was not right..."

Song Yue looked at Bi Fengping and said calmly, "All of them are gone."

Mr. Bi came close to Song Yue and asked in a low voice, "Child, did that bastard Zhang Minguo come to see you?"

Song Yue shook her head slightly, "Not yet, and I'm not sure about the future. After all, the police haven't caught the person yet."

As the two spoke in low voices, Bi Fengping, who was lying on the hospital bed, suddenly grabbed the bowl beside the bed and threw it at Song Yue.


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