Innocent? What do you mean innocent? Weren't you the one who made the most noise just now?
Chu Ci raised her eyebrows and walked up to him, "Have you learned how to fight?"
"I've reported this to my brother." The little madman spoke confidently, lowered his head again, and couldn't help but look at Chu Ci's hand that had caught Qin Xu's heavy blow before.
There seemed to be a hint of frustration in his eyes.
"You went to meet them on your own and you still think you can handle it. Are you hurt?"
Qin Yishu shook his head when he heard that. There was a small wound on his neck below his ear that was bleeding.
If the cut was a little deeper, this guy would probably be in the hospital now. You can see how dangerous his condition was at that time.
Chu Ci couldn't help but raise her hand to pat the top of his head. Feeling the abnormal heat from his body, Chu Ci was slightly stunned.
I couldn't help but bend down slightly and look at him, "What's wrong?"
When Qin Yishu heard Chu Ci's question and looked at Chu Ci standing in front of him, he felt dizzy and a heat that he couldn't even explain was running through his body.
This uncomfortable feeling made him subconsciously raise his hand and hug Chu Ci's waist.
He just sat on the chair, with most of his body leaning into Chu Ci's arms.
An abnormal heat came over my body.
"Brother, it hurts."
He murmured softly, hugging Chu Ci's waist tightly. He felt vaguely that something seemed to be wrong where his head was resting, but his head was dizzy and still immersed in Chu Ci's breath. Qin Yishu did not react for a while.
It seemed as if many inexplicable scenes that he had no impression of flashed before his eyes, making him dizzy.
Chu Ci placed her slightly cool hand on his forehead, and the coolness made Qin Yishu subconsciously move towards Chu Ci's palm.
Chu Ci looked at Qin Yishu, whose eyes were red, slightly blurred, and whose lips were chapped. She raised her hand, pulled him up, and walked out.
Okay, this time it’s not a mental illness, this time I really have a fever.
After returning to the Chu family, the family doctor took his temperature and simply treated his wounds, saying that he might have suffered some unknown shock or stimulation, which led to the high fever.
He had many wounds of varying sizes on his body, especially on his hands, which he used to hit people. The joints were all rubbed and bleeding, and it was obvious how fiercely he had hit people.
At this moment, he was curled up in the quilt with an innocent and weak look, with a trace of confusion and daze in his eyes. He just stared at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.
He was sick, the tip of his nose was red, and his eyes were watery. No matter how you looked at him, he looked pitiful.
I watched him take the medicine, and then he slept for the whole afternoon. His fever was not as severe. After reluctantly eating a little meal, he went back to bed.
Seeing that he seemed to be fine, Chu Ci returned to her room to rest.
Qin Yishu lay on the soft bed, sleeping quite uneasily with a dizzy head. Strange yet strangely familiar scenes appeared before his eyes one after another.
He seemed to see another self, a similar life, but a different path. The last scene made him open his eyes suddenly, sit up, breathe slightly, and look around.
'I said, let go.'
A familiar yet unfamiliar voice in the dream seemed to ring in my ears.
Qin Yishu tilted his head slightly, thinking about the scenes in his dream, his eyes darkened.
"Brother... or sister?"
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