imperial psychologist

Chapter 442 Route
Early the next morning, Bai Yi woke up in bed, he felt a little headache.

This feeling is already a little strange to Bai Yi.

He rubbed his head and sat up, judging by the sunlight outside, it seemed that it was getting late - the evidence was that his father Bai Shijun disappeared with his medicine box, apparently he had already gone to the Tai Hospital by himself.

He came to the outhouse, and sure enough, there were still a few plates stained with oil and broken egg shells on the table.There is also a bowl of porridge, chopsticks and some dried plums beside it.

He can still vividly remember most of what happened last night—a few teenagers came back from the lake at dawn, and he was already very sleepy at that time, so he basically collapsed into the house and fell asleep.

He didn't remember when he didn't refuse these wine games.

It is very likely that because of staying with Zeng Jiuyan for a long time, the result is that the one who is close to ink is black...

At this moment in the yard, there was the sound of Bai Ling shaking clothes to dry. Bai Yi went out to say hello to her, and then began today's washing.

After sitting down, Bai Yi discovered that there was a whole boiled egg next to the bowl—it ​​was the standard breakfast prepared by Bai Ling!

"Why didn't you go to the palace?" Bai Yi asked while eating, "It's already this time."

"I gave the Ministry of Internal Affairs a leave half a month ago." Bai Ling blinked, "Don't you remember what I'm going to do today?"

Bai Yi was obviously taken aback for a moment, then suddenly seemed to remember something, and his eating speed suddenly accelerated.

"What time is it?" he asked vaguely.

"Should... it's almost time?" Bai Ling said, "Eat quickly, we will go out of the city to the uncle's house in a while, we will strive to go back today, if we go late, we will not be able to come back before the city gate is closed gone."

"Understood," Bai Yi nodded in response, "But Bai Ling, you may have to wait for me!"

Bai Ling was a little surprised, "What's wrong?"

"Ah, it's still a mistake to drink. I forgot about the rounds this morning."

Bai Ling was stunned for a moment, "Didn't you also ask for leave from the Tai Hospital a few days ago?"

Bai Yi raised the bowl, and instantly dug out the bowl of warm porridge, "Yes, I have invited you, but I still have to go there in the morning—how is the child's condition last night, I have to Check it out for yourself, or don’t worry.”

The sound of Bai Ling working in the yard suddenly fell silent.

Bai Yi keenly sensed something was wrong.

He poked his head out the door, "Sorry...are you angry?"

With his back turned to him, Bo Ling shook off his wet clothes again, his movements seemed a little heavier than before.

"A little bit." Bo Ling said softly, "But I know there's nothing I can do. I'd better go to Ximen first. After you come out of the imperial hospital, don't walk. Take a carriage as soon as possible."

"Ah...Okay." Bai Yi quickly picked up the dishes on the table, and then ran to the kitchen with his arms in his arms, "I'm sorry...it's my fault, I forgot to ask you to wake me up early last night."

Bo Ling told him to just soak the bowls and chopsticks in the water, and hurry up to go to the Tai Hospital without delay.

Bai Yi sat on the edge of the well in the yard, put on his boots, and was about to go out when Bai Ling called to him again.

"Is there anything else?" Bai Yi asked.

Bo Ling sighed softly, and looked at the person in front of him with a bit of resentment.

"No matter what unexpected situation you encounter today, you have to come here, understand?" Bai Ling said softly, "Don't forget everything as soon as you get up from work like yesterday afternoon."

Bai Yi faintly felt the weight of Bo Ling's words, but after thinking about it, he didn't ask for a moment, but solemnly nodded "Yes".

……

Last night was indeed the happiest night Bai Yi had spent in so many days - this was completely beyond his expectation.

For a few moments, he also saw similar joy in Bo Ling's eyes, but he couldn't explain why, he always felt that Bo Ling seemed to have become gloomy again during this time.

It may not be appropriate to say depression—because it is not sad, sad or any other feeling that needs comfort. Even occasionally, Bai Yi found that Bai Ling was in a daze, and the corner of his mouth was actually smiling.

That was obviously thinking about something happy, but when she came to her senses, her face became calm again - of course, she was always frowning slightly more often.

Bai Yi asked several times what happened, but Bai Ling just told him to wait.

Maybe today is the right time?

Bai Yi inspected the child's injuries last night in the Xichaifang, and personally supervised the apprentices to complete today's wound treatment. Before leaving, he left the address of the uncle's house in the suburbs of Beijing in the Imperial Hospital, and told the apprentices that if something happened, Unexpectedly, you can chase him back quickly.

At the west gate of Pingjing, Bo Ling was waiting there with a bamboo basket on his back.

There are many people like her here. As the New Year approaches, many people visit relatives and friends in and out of the city. They will not come and go empty-handed. People either carry baskets, or carry baskets and cloth bags.

Children who have never been to Pingjing are tied to their backs by their mothers with cloth strips.

Their mother was sitting around the roadside, maybe waiting for someone, maybe resting, the children rolled their eyes, and finally looked at Bo Ling who was sitting not far away.

Burling grimaced, and the children giggled and danced.

It was almost noon when Bai Yi appeared in a hurry, and Bai Ling was probably already sitting on the side of the road, chatting with a dozen waves of visiting relatives.

"Am I late!" Bai Yi saw Bai Ling on the side of the road as soon as he got out of the car, and he strode over, "Wait a long time!"

"Let's go." Bo Ling sighed, "I feel like I have to stay at Uncle's house tonight, and then come back tomorrow morning."

"Okay," Bai Yi stretched out his hand, picked up the bamboo basket that Bai Ling put aside, and carried it on his back, "Let's go."

Not far from the city, someone was pulling passengers in a donkey cart, and Bai Ling and Bai Yi got on the cart, and then headed west to Hezhuang in the bumps.

He Zhuang is not too far from Pingjing, and it takes about two hours to get there on foot.Their uncle was named Bo Nong'an, one of the few outsiders in He Zhuang, who lived at the foot of the mountain at the easternmost end of the village.

Along the way, Bo Ling kept talking to Bai Yi, showing him the withered old crooked-neck tree on the side of the road for a while, and showing him a broken bridge covered in winter snow.

Many of the scenery are indeed beautiful, and Bai Yi looked all the way with an almost admiring mood. After the two got off the car at the field ridge near He Zhuang, Bai Ling stood beside the deserted fields and asked softly, "What is this?" Have you memorized all the directions I showed you on the road?"

"Remember it," Bai Yi looked at her, "What's wrong?"

"This is the first part of our journey after we leave Pingjing." Bai Ling said softly, "You must remember."

(End of this chapter)