Fantasy Westward Journey My Items Can Be Realized

Chapter 144 Tang Silu's Intimacy

Zhou Jiaming was a little embarrassed by her praise, and thought about signing a contract and trying it out.

Just when the two of them were talking more attentively.

A voice came out: "Dabai, Dabai, don't leave me."

It was Tang Silu, who was still sleeping in the back row, sounding like talking in a dream.

This voice interrupted their conversation, Tang Yuewu had no choice but to comfort Silu again.

Fortunately, the hospital is here.

Zhou Jiaming parked the car, hugged Xiao Silu for Tang Yuewu, and the three of them headed to the emergency room.

Silu was referred to the emergency department, and the physical examination report came out soon. Not surprisingly, she was still in a state of moderate anemia.

Zhou Jiaming helped to look at Silu, and Tang Yuewu also took care of it. She still had some minor injuries.

"Tang Silu's parents come here." A nurse called Zhou Jiaming who was taking care of the child.

"Okay." Zhou Jiaming responded.

"Hi, father, please sign here. Silu needs a blood transfusion." The nurse didn't feel anything wrong.

Although Zhou Jiaming looks very young, he is a little more mature and stable in suits and leather shoes, so it is not surprising to be admitted.

"That, that..." Zhou Jiaming still wanted to explain that he was not the parent of the child, so he didn't know if it would work or not.

"What's the matter with you? Hurry up and sign." The nurse was busy and urged her again.

The busiest place is the hospital, none of them are closed all year round, because illness does not distinguish between time and time.

So Zhou Jiaming did not blame this busy nurse.

"Let me do it." Tang Yuewu, who was in a bandage, came over and signed to relieve the siege.

Just now Zhou Jiaming only had time to push her through the palace once, and then went to rescue Silu urgently.

Tang Yuewu still had a slight fracture, so she also put on a bandage.

These injuries are considered minor injuries, and they will recover after a few days of recuperation, so there is no need for Zhou Jiaming to use his bone-setting skills,

Looking at two patients, one large and one small, one was still receiving blood transfusions, and the other was also wearing a bandage.

Zhou Jiaming suddenly said, "Where's your husband? Why didn't you tell him to come and take care of you and the child?"

Tang Yuewu fell silent and did not answer Zhou Jiaming's question.

Since it was his private matter, Zhou Jiaming didn't want to ask too much, but he just scolded a scumbag in his heart.

Such a beautiful wife didn't care all the time.

Yes, this Tang Yuewu scored close to ninety points in Zhou Jiaming's heart.

The perfect temperament of a mature woman is so alluring, even more so than Gao Xiaoyu.

Gao Xiaoyu is currently limited by her youth, that similar baby face looks younger and purer, and she can't compare to this woman who is as ripe as a peach.

Moreover, she has a strong professional aura. The general manager of a company with assets exceeding billions of dollars has the temperament of a domineering female president in the legend, which is even more attractive to Zhou Jiaming, who has just changed from the bottom. A young man who became a rich man.

Just when Zhou Jiaming was still hesitating whether to go back first.

Little Silu on the hospital bed finally woke up, with a blood transfusion bag still hanging on her arm, looking haggard.

"Silu, you finally woke up, you scared mom to death." Tang Yuewu hugged her into her arms.

Smelling the familiar scent of her mother, Xiao Silu also calmed down, but she would look at Zhou Jiaming next to her from time to time, her lips moved slightly.

It seemed to be saying something, but because the voice was too low, Zhou Jiaming couldn't hear it clearly.

Tang Yuewu seemed to have heard it, and let go of Silu to make her speak more clearly.

Zhou Jiaming also got closer and heard the two words repeated repeatedly in Xiao Silu's mouth: "Dabai, Dabai..."

Only then did Zhou Jiaming realize that this little girl seemed a little abnormal, her eyes were rather dull, and her words were simply repetitive.

Seeing Zhou Jiaming approaching, Xiao Silu slightly raised her left hand that was not pricked, grabbed Zhou Jiaming's sleeve, and wanted to get closer.

Zhou Jiaming handed her his hand to lead her as well.

The small hands were slender and soft as if they were boneless, and they only held Zhou Jiaming's three fingers.

But she still held onto it tightly, as if she was afraid that he would leave suddenly.

Tang Yuewu also noticed the strangeness. In the past, Silu was very afraid of strangers, except that she could get close to a servant who had been taking care of her.

At other times, he would be afraid of strangers and would not say a word.

Why don't you let go now?

Zhou Jiaming lowered his head and asked her: "Xiao Silu, what is your name Dabai?"

But Xiao Silu didn't reply him either, she kept repeating: "Dabai, Dabai..."

Zhou Jiaming looked at Tang Yuewu again, the question in his eyes showed his confusion.

"Xiao Silu has autism and is a child with a low IQ. She is almost ten years old, except for some simple communication, she is still relatively slow in other aspects."

Tang Yuewu talked about her sad things, tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes.

Zhou Jiaming looked at Xiao Silu who still had no other reaction, so he could only comfort Tang Yuewu and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to be like this."

Tang Yuewu wiped away her tears and said, "It's just that she is usually afraid of strangers, so why does she keep holding your hand?"

Zhou Jiaming looked at Xiao Silu who kept holding his finger with her small hand.

The other hand grabbed her little hand and began to check her pulse.

"The body is normal, but a little weak is related to the anemia in the car accident just now. Why are there some intellectual problems?"

Zhou Jiaming was also puzzled.

No matter how miraculous the skills of Huasheng Temple are, they can only heal traumatic injuries, and even my Buddha's compassion, which is miraculous enough to save them from the brink of death, has no effect on this kind of mental illness.

Does this disease belong to the impairment of mental strength and need to make up the basket?

A herb similar to bean sprouts appeared in Zhou Jiaming's hands, which was dragon's beard grass.

"What is this?" Tang Yuewu asked strangely.

"A kind of medicinal material that slightly restores mental strength. It may help her a little bit." Zhou Jiaming explained.

Tang Yuewu remembered the miraculous effect of my Buddha's mercy and saving lives and healing the wounded that Zhou Jiaming had just displayed, so she didn't stop her.

Xiao Silu also listened to Zhou Jiaming's words very much, and swallowed the dragon's beard grass.

But Zhou Jiaming checked his pulse and did not see the limit of improvement.

This is a wrong guess, and it won't work if you return to blue, so there is no need to change jobs to Wuzhuangguan to try the skills of Qihuashen.

How to treat this disease, Zhou Jiaming began to fall into deep thought, which item in Fantasy Westward Journey can cure this.

Do you want to borrow Gao Xiaoyu's soul-fixing bead necklace another day and give it to Silu to see if it works.

Anyway, Xiaoyu now likes to wear that string of level 20 pearl chains almost every day, and she no longer has some of the small goals she had when she was a child.

And the string of pearls around her neck under her fair skin is very beautiful. Zhou Jiaming said that he likes her wearing it very much.

Gao Xiaoyu basically never picked it off.

(End of this chapter)