Quick Wear: BE cannon fodder does not follow the routine

Chapter 403 The Cold School Prince Is Affectionate (19)

"Didn't you say yesterday that you would never get tired of eating the fresh flower cakes for the rest of your life? Could it be that you were lying to me, your father?"

"I don't dare, it was my sister who said so."

The confused girl looked at the boy next to her with her big watery eyes, and he lowered his head guiltily.

The man picked up his soft and tender daughter and pretended to be angry and said, "I won't give you food next time. Be good, Xixi. We will ignore your brother."

"No, Dad, I was wrong. I saw a doctor on WeChat yesterday saying that eating too much sweets will cause cavities. I already have a cavity here."

"That's a tooth decay you got from eating sugar. Don't blame it on my cakes."

"you are lying!"

The boy followed his father who was carrying his sister in his arms and entered an office. The woman who had just left was drawing a picture inside. The family seemed warm and harmonious.

Somehow, she saw a flood behind her, a little boy fell into the water, and a figure jumped in desperately...

Gu Yuxi couldn't see the faces of those people clearly. She woke up suddenly, scared to the point of breaking out in cold sweats. Her chest ached terribly, as if she had been soaked in water for a long time and was suffocating. She had no strength left in her body and was dizzy and out of the picture.

Bang!

The table was overturned, and the computer and other things on it fell to the ground. The person on the bed woke up and saw a familiar figure dying on the ground.

"Yuxi!"

Song Taohan shouted anxiously, turned on the bedside lamp and the light, walked over quickly to remove the stool and book from Gu Yuxi's body, and helped him up, but the other person was pale and covered in cold sweat.

"Wake up, wake up!"

It was the first time he encountered such a situation and he was at a loss what to do. He picked up the person and kicked away the tables, chairs and other things that were blocking the way. He accidentally hit the power strip and the desk lamp on it fell to the ground.

The ping-pong sounds woke up the people in the opposite room. Song Taohan, who was about to go to the living room to find a medicine box, opened the door and saw his father running to his room. Shi Yujiao also put on her coat and came out.

"Xiaohan, are you okay?"

"No, I'm fine."

Song's father noticed something unusual in his son's room. There were many pink petals falling on the ground, and some were slowly flying in the air.

"what happened?"

Song Taohan then realized that he was exposed and was about to close the door, but Shi Yujiao had already entered his room and picked up the phone that had flown to the door.

"It's so fussy late at night, be careful, but why are there so many petals in your room? It's quite magical."

Song's father, who noticed that there was someone else in his son's room, turned sideways and looked around, and immediately saw a woman on his son's bed.

He walked over quickly, but he didn't expect a figure to be faster than him and stretched out his hand at the bedside to block his steps.

"Step aside!"

"Daddy don't want it!"

"Song Taohan, you are quite courageous. When did you start trafficking women?"

"I do not have."

Shi Yujiao naturally saw that there was someone on the bed, and she was now anxious. Her son was well-behaved, so how could there be a girl in the room, and she seemed to be unconscious.

"Xiao Han, you are confused. Send the person back. Apologize if you should. Stop doing bad things."

Song's father pushed his son aside and became panicked when he saw the dying girl on the bed. He had never guessed that his son would do such a bad thing behind closed doors.

"Send him to the hospital first, and we'll discuss the rest slowly."

Song Taohan was anxious. Seeing that his father was going to take Gu Yuxi to the hospital, he knelt down, hugged the man's legs and begged: "Dad, I beg you, don't send Yuxi to the hospital. She will be in trouble."

"You...don't get in the way."

"Saving people is important, Xiaohan, get up."

Shi Yujiao lifted the patient's eyelids. His forehead was very hot and he was sweating, as if he was completely wet.

Song Tao said bluntly: "No, she is the angel in the painting and cannot be discovered by others."

Song’s father and mother: Are we fools?

The man whose trouser legs were pulled looked at the person on the bed and felt that he looked familiar. He touched the wing and was almost scared.

"Am I confused?"

"Young people like to wear these, just take them off."

Seeing his mother pulling Gu Yuxi's wings, Song Taohan immediately stood up to stop her, but a few feathers were still grabbed. He begged: "Don't take it away, it will hurt her."

"It's so nagging."

Shi Yujiao was holding a few pure white feathers in her hand, but she was stunned the next second. The feathers in her hand turned into a few petals, left her palms and flew in the air.

She looked at the place where she had just plucked the hair. Blood had already seeped out and fell on the bed, turning into pink diamonds. There was a strong fragrance in the air, which was the usual faint smell in her son's room, but this was an aggravated version.

"Oh my god, I didn't know that was true."

Seeing his wife in a daze and his son holding an angel in a painting whose origins were unknown and adjusting its wings, Song's father calmed down immediately and said, "Don't just stand there. You have to treat the patient even if you don't go to the hospital."

"Yes, treat the illness! It must be a fever or a cold. I'll go get the medicine box."

With an idea in mind, the three of them started to act. Shi Yujiao held a pair of scissors and reminded her absent-minded son, "Xiao Han, go to my room and get the suspender skirt with the string tied on. Lao Song, go get a basin of warm water. Your whole body is wet."

The two men stood at the door. Father Song held up the painting without the protagonist and asked in a deep voice, "Are you going to explain?"

Song Taohan, who had lowered his head, raised his head and asked nervously: "I...will you hurt her? Or send her to those research institutes for slices?"

"Am I such a cruel person in your eyes? If the person in the painting wasn't sick, how long would you have kept this a secret? Like today, she got sick and jumped out of the painting without knowing why. It's fine at home, but if she was in public, who do you think could protect her? Can you protect her?"

"I can't protect you, but..."

"No buts. If she is an evil creature that harms the interests of the country and its citizens, I will never forgive her because you are my son."

"Yuxi is not that kind of person. She just doesn't know why she was imprisoned in the painting. She has never done anything illegal or against discipline! Don't use your work methods on her."

"What do you mean by my work, Song Taohan? Now you are making excuses for me. How do you know that she has not done anything illegal or disciplinary?"

"I just know it!"

"you……"

squeak...

"Why are you arguing so late at night? You think it's not lively enough?"

"Wife, look at this man."

Song Taohan asked nervously: "Mom, is she okay?"

"I don't know. Let's see if I can lower the temperature first. I don't know anything else. This person is not a human. I'll go to my room and get some cold medicine. Anyone who makes noise again will be kicked out!"

Song Taohan walked quickly into the room. There was a wet towel on the forehead of the person on the bed, but it was not as wet as before. He took a dry towel and wiped his slightly wet wings.