The West Wind is a song that leaves people mourning

Chapter 124 The little one is also sick

After hearing what the woman said, Murong Qian found the back alley. She put down Chu Qi in her arms, climbed over the wall with A Xiang and entered the backyard of Gu Yunlan's house.

A Xiang looked at Murong Qian's neat figure, slightly surprised, and said, "Miss, I didn't expect you to climb over the wall so neatly."

"It's not because I often sneaked out of the house when I was young, and I got it out of exercise!" Murong Qian also looked at A Xiang, "It's you, you have amazing explosive power!"

Ah Xiang laughed, "Isn't it because I taught my elm head a lesson every day and trained it?"

The corners of Murong Qian's lips twitched slightly, but he was speechless.

Chu Qi, who was placed outside the courtyard wall by Murong Qian, jumped into the wall by himself, and yelled "Meow, meow" at Murong Qian as soon as he landed.

Murong Qian smiled helplessly, and had no choice but to hold it in her arms again.

After Chu Qi arrived in Murong Qian's arms, she let out a lazy cry, and then curled up with the cat in enjoyment again.

The backyard is not big, and you can see the whole picture of the small room the woman mentioned at a glance.

However, the small room was well repaired, not even a single window was left, and the door was still equipped with a high-grade combination lock like a bank vault.

As soon as Ah Xiang knocked, the dull voice showed its depth.

She shook her painful hand and said, "Xiu is so strong, it's impossible to shut down the cat demon."

Murong Qian smiled indifferently.

The woman next door said that once the head of the house was tidying up the tiles on the roof, she happened to see a man coming out of the hut.

Although he didn't see the appearance, the man was as white as light, with blood on his hands, and when he opened the door, it was accompanied by the meowing of a child crying.

Seeing that Murong Qian didn't seem to believe it, the woman deliberately added that there used to be miserable meowing in this backyard, so she just asked her neighbors.

Cat demon?

As a young woman in the new era, Murong Qian naturally doesn't believe in these ghost stories, but building such a house in her backyard, if it is not weird, no one will believe it.

Seeing that Murong Qian remained silent, Ah Xiang guessed, "Is that hiding gold and silver treasures?"

Murong Qian shook his head, "Instead of guessing, it's better to smell it."

She held Chu Qi in her arms with one hand, and stroked Chu Qi's hair with the other. After she finished speaking, she remembered that she didn't even carry a handbag when she went out last night.

"Miss, you are so smart. No matter how tight this door is, there will always be a crack. Miss, if you recover your sense of smell, you will be able to smell the smell inside. When the time comes, let it be a monster, and it will not show its original shape."

Ah Xiang didn't notice it at first, she talked vigorously, but she didn't realize it until she noticed Murong Qian's forced smile.

She added with a smirk, "Anyway, the master is not here, so let's come back another day, miss, it's the same."

This smile is really carved out of the same mold as Ah Fu.

This may be the so-called husband and wife!

Murong lightly smiled.

Ah Xiang talked about it with enthusiasm, talking about ghost legends and parents' gossip, all in a funny and funny way.

After hearing this, Murong Qian's depressed heart was relieved.

She couldn't take care of Gu Yunlan's cat, so she gave it to Shouhou when she returned home, and asked him to send it back to Dean Su'an's house.

Shouhou was in the yard, managed to subdue Chu Qi who was suddenly irritable and wanted to leave, but Murong Qian raised his voice to stop him.

He turned around and asked with a smile, "What do you want Miss?"

Murong Qian glanced at Ah Xiang who was walking towards the backyard, and the thin monkey understood immediately, and walked up to her holding Chu Qi who was still struggling in his arms.

Murong Qian waited for him to approach, and said, "I forgot to ask, do you have any news about the old man who asked Liu Zi to check yesterday?"

The thin monkey's face froze, if it wasn't for the cat in his arms, he really didn't know how to react.

The main reason is that he really didn't expect that Murong Qian, who seemed to have lost most of his life last night and most of the day today, would calm down so quickly.

Therefore, he was afraid of any errands in front of him, so he didn't care about other things at all.

Murong smiled, didn't say much, just told him to urge the six sons to find out as soon as possible.

The thin monkey didn't dare to delay any longer, so after sending the cat away, he went to get news from the six sons.

But when he came back, Murong Qian was not in his courtyard.

He asked Ah Fu, and found out that Miss Yiyi in the house was ill, and his mother Xiao Qing was too busy taking care of Murong Ting to take care of her, so Murong Qian ran to help when she found out.

The southeast courtyard wing room.

Murong Qian sat sideways on the side of the carved red sandalwood canopy bed, looking at the soft silk quilt, her face was red, her small eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth were crowded together, and she was babbling "" Daddy, Daddy" little man, really makes people feel distressed.

She picked up the pocket watch in her hand, seeing that it wasn't enough time to measure her body temperature, she raised her hand to take the temperature on Tan Yiyi's forehead, the sticky forehead became hotter and hotter.

Murong lightly grimaced, tilted his head slightly and asked Aunt Liu, "Yiyi, how long has it been like this?"

"It hasn't been long!" Aunt Liu cried anxiously, "It was hot last night. I wanted to invite the young master, but the young master was also hospitalized, and the wife was too busy to take care of the other end. I invited you this morning." Doctor, I have used up the auxiliary medicine long ago, who would have thought that the fever would not go away, but it seems to be getting worse, and I also..."

"Find a warm cloak for the child and prepare it first." Murong Qian couldn't stand listening any longer, took out the thermometer and checked that it was nearly forty degrees, and hurriedly told Axiang who came over with her, "I can't wait like this, what are you calling?" We prepare the car, and we go directly to the nearest clinic."

Aunt Liu was in a hurry to find the cloak, and after Ah Xiang went outside to order someone to prepare the car, she also came back to help Murong Qian hold the child.

On the way to the doctor, the child vomited twice, and when he was sent to the nearest clinic, the doctor had a fever of [-] degrees, which was a thrill.

Murong Qian was busy for a while, and when Yiyi was infused with fluid, her condition gradually stabilized, and she was too tired to sit on the side of the bed.

The thin monkey was watching a man in a suit sneaking around in and out of the clinic. He sneaked up behind the man, held the man's neck, snatched something he was hiding and took a look, and found it was a small camera. Slap the person hard on the back of the head.

"Who ordered you to come?" Before the man could straighten his back, the thin monkey held down the man's neck again.

The man in the suit yelled under Shouhou, "I'm a reporter from Haicheng Minbao. I'm here to expose the truth. You'd better let me go."

Murong Qian heard the movement, got up and walked over, took the camera from the thin monkey, and made him let go of the man in suit who claimed to be a reporter.

She said to the man in the suit who straightened his back, "The capital is unstable and the four directions are in turmoil. In less than a month, tens of thousands of people have been displaced. You have nothing to write?"

The man in the suit squeezed his pinched neck with his backhand, and said, "The turmoil in the country is caused by you people who are rich and unkind, and those who are unscrupulous officials. What's wrong with me exposing your corrupt style?"

Murong Qian laughed, half-raised the camera with one hand, "I bought this camera."

Before the man in the suit could speak, Thin Monkey restrained him again, took the money from Ah Xiang outside, and drove him out of the clinic.

When Ah Xiang paid the consultation fee and entered the infusion room, Murong Qian was sitting on the head of the bed, raising her hand to gently massage Yiyi's infusion back and forth.

She approached and sighed, "At this juncture, miss, you should go back earlier!"

"I walk upright, sit upright, and don't fear what people say." Murong Qian looked at Yiyi's softened eyebrows and smiled slightly, "But this child really looks a bit like me."

(End of this chapter)