Chapter 237 What Kind of Tree Are You?
Yan Buyu stared blankly at the increasingly realistic and vivid scene before him, his mind completely blank.
The streetlight wanted to borrow money, but the nearby trash can refused, saying the streetlight was untrustworthy and littered.
Before she could speak, the bench next to her spoke up again: "These two are cut from the same cloth. Little girl, would you like to sit in your brother's lap?"
The streetlight bent down and spat on the bench.
He patted the splattered droplets off himself and continued complaining.
"Ugh, so noisy." Yan Buyu covered his head and squatted down on the ground.
Si Jingxu and Song Jingyi exchanged a glance, but neither of them said a word.
"To the hospital." Song Jingyi picked up Yan Buyu in his arms before Si Jingxu could reach him. "Amo, drive here."
"There's a doctor here, give her to me." Si Jingxu quickly followed.
“She has food poisoning. The medical team here doesn’t have a specific antidote. Go back and find out what she ate last night. Also, notify the Shen family. I’ll take her to the hospital first.”
Si Jingxu knew this too, but he just wanted to remain silent. However, now was not the time to dwell on such matters.
Song Jingyi's arrangement was correct.
"Keep in touch." After saying that, he took out his phone and notified Shen Yanzhou.
Without saying a word, she felt dizzy and disoriented, but then she realized she had fallen into a solid and safe little nest, which made her feel much more at ease.
She tilted her head back, slowly opened her eyes, and asked, "Where are we driving to?"
Song Jingyi looked down. "Are you feeling any better? I'll take you to the hospital."
"My head isn't so dizzy anymore, but they're so noisy." She rubbed her eyes. "Where's Jingyi-ge? Where's Jingxu-ge?"
“You got mushroom poisoning. He’ll go back and check which kind you ate. That will save you a lot of trouble at the hospital. He’ll also let your family know,” Song Jingyi whispered.
"No, don't tell my mom," Yan Buyu's voice suddenly rose, "She needs to get her beauty sleep and can't stay up late. And don't tell my uncle either, he hasn't been getting enough rest lately. You can tell my older brother and brother."
Song Jingyi's heart softened beyond belief.
Even in her current state, she still thinks about her family.
How can she be so well-behaved?
“Okay, I’ll tell him.” Song Jingyi agreed and immediately dialed Si Jingxu’s number.
After saying what he had just said, Yan Buyu felt dizzy again, and the scene in front of him looked like a 3D stereoscopic painting.
"Are you feeling unwell?" Song Jingyi raised his hand to touch her forehead, which was a little hot. "Don't worry, we'll be there soon."
“Your buttons are talking,” Yan Buyu said, squinting and pointing at the buttons on Song Jingyi’s coat with her delicate fingers. “They’re saying you didn’t feed him today.”
Song Jingyi: "Yeah, he's gained weight. I told him to lose weight."
Yan Buyu tilted his head and said, "You seem a little chubby, but as long as you're healthy, that's fine. This button says you owe wages."
Song Jingyi: "He was late and left early, and he didn't work properly, so his pay was all deducted."
She nodded emphatically without saying a word, "My brother's pay has been deducted almost all this month, but I have money, so I'll support him."
"Hurry up, Amo," Song Jingyi urged, then looked down at Yan Buyu, "Does Shen Yunqi still need your money?"
“No, he gave me all his money. He doesn’t have any money on him, only his monthly salary. But like your button, he’s always late or leaves early. My brother has already deducted all his money.” Yan Buyu explained earnestly, “My brother is a very good person, a very, very good person.”
Song Jingyi didn't say anything; he originally thought he didn't care.
Hearing his own sister praise another brother made him feel a little sour.
This feeling was unlike anything I had ever experienced before.
Mentioning her brother cheered her up considerably. She chuckled, "My older brother is quite funny too. He gave me all the money my brother had withheld so I could save it up to buy a Rolls-Royce."
"How long will it take to save up?" Song Jingyi said softly, "Jingyi-ge will give you a pink one."
“That won’t do,” Yan Buyu still had some remaining rationality. “My family is rich and can afford it. I don’t need anyone else’s. I just want to practice how to drive first.”
She spoke clearly and logically, and the frown that had been on her face due to dizziness had relaxed.
"Are you feeling any better?" Song Jingyi asked.
“Much better,” Yan Buyu replied, then pointed to Chen Mo driving in front, “But, Jingyi, why are you letting a tree drive? If it’s really not possible, I’ll drive.”
Song Jingyi: ...
Without waiting for instructions, Chen Mo accelerated the accelerator himself.
Eating mushrooms doesn't feel like drinking alcohol.
She wasn't sleepy; she just wanted to chat.
"Jingyi, where's that bald guy next to you? Why didn't he come?"
"You need to see him? Don't you find his bald head unsightly?" Song Jingyi asked.
“He’s not bad-looking. He’s a nice guy. My brother likes him a lot. He says he’s good at fighting and wants to spar with him.” After saying that, Yan Buyu craned his neck to ask Chen Mo, “What kind of tree are you? You drive pretty well.”
Chen Mo remained silent.
Without saying a word, she frowned and looked at Song Jingyi with a wronged expression, her voice soft and delicate, "He's ignoring me."
Song Jingyi shielded her with one hand to prevent her from falling off the seat.
Then he kicked the back of Chen Mo's chair, saying succinctly, "Ignore her."
Chen Mo thought for a moment and said, "Miss, I am a pine tree."
"Oh, so do you bear pine cones? Do you have pine nuts? Do you have tree holes? Do squirrels play with you?" Yan Buyu asked a string of questions.
Who would have thought I'd live to see pine trees driving?
Chen Mo followed Song Jingyi through thick and thin, experiencing countless near misses with bullets grazing his scalp.
He had never been so nervous before.
"Yi-ge has arrived." Chen Mo watched as Song Jingyi carried the person away and breathed a sigh of relief.
The young lady was asking questions so many times that his palms were sweating.
He can kill someone, but he can't handle comforting a child.
Si Jingxu acted swiftly and found the poisonous mushrooms mixed in with the many edible ones.
In the car, Long Yu kept scolding He Run, "It's all because of the first bite of food you took. Why did you have to fight me for it? I was putting meat on my sister's plate, and you wanted to put vegetables on her plate. Even if the mushrooms were poisonous, they would have been fine if you cooked them a little longer. Why were you in such a hurry?"
As a result, the first bite they took without saying a word was problematic.
He Run looked guilty. "I was wrong, I was wrong. I won't argue with you anymore. I'll apologize to my sister and buy her a whole room full of limited edition blind boxes."
Long Yu was heartbroken; the child had finally come all this way, and now he had gotten sick.
"I get angry just looking at you!" he yelled at He Run.
“No, I feel sorry for my sister too,” He Run wiped his face. “I didn’t feel this bad when He Tian had food poisoning.”
Long Yu ignored him.
Si Jingxu, Shen Yanzhou, and Shen Yunqi were in the same car.
"No? What were you thinking? You're handing Buyu over to a stranger?" Young Master Shen's voice was hoarse with anxiety. "Even if Song Jingyi knows your family, he's not familiar with Buyu! He's a complete stranger. Have you lost your mind?"
Shen Yanzhou's expression darkened slightly. "Yunqi, listen to me."
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