The concubine is absolutely stunning

Chapter 291: Sickness and Disaster (1)

Every time I look at a picture, the smile deepens, so gentle and gentle.

Di Yun came here quietly, and brought all the contents of the unnamed book. This guy probably didn't rest.

Bai Ye carefully folded them up and put them away.

Several days passed in a calm and peaceful manner. Di Yun seemed to come to her room every day, but she didn't hear a single sound. Only when he opened his eyes in the morning did he see the words he intentionally left behind. Almost all the pens are to remind her to pay attention to her body, add more clothes and so on. It is not love words but they are better than love words.

The weather is cold, but the heart is warm.

It happened to be a day off, and Bai Ye wanted to call those guys over to ask about the latest situation, so he went to the nearest Qiao Yu first.

Just walking halfway, a tall black shadow suddenly rushed over quickly, but fortunately she dodged in time.

"Sorry, I didn't hurt you, did I?"

Qiao Yu steadied his steps, turned around apologetically, and saw that it was Bai Ye, and then he was slightly relieved, and said bluntly: "Fortunately, it's you, I'm sorry! I'm in a hurry to leave first!"

Bai Ye didn't let go of the anxiety that flashed in Qiao Yu's eyes, felt something was wrong, and immediately grabbed the back of his neck.

"Why are you running? Let's make it clear first. See if you are in a hurry. What happened?"

Qiao Yu said impatiently: "Urgent! I'm dying of anxiety! The gatekeeper came to me and said that my father was seriously ill and his life was in danger. The neighbors came to the academy and told me to go back quickly!"

When Bai Ye heard this, he really couldn't wait for this matter, and immediately patted Qiao Yu on the shoulder: "Go, I'll go back with you, maybe I can help you!"

Qiao Yu glanced at her gratefully: "Bai Luo, thank you!"

Bai Ye secretly adjusted his breath, protected his abdomen with his strong inner strength, and ran out of the courtyard gate together with Qiao Yu.

They had a brief conversation with the male neighbor, and then quickly got into his simple carriage.

"Drive! Drive!"

At this time, Shangguan Ling walked out slowly from the side corner of the academy, stared at the carriage that was drifting away, and smiled coldly.

In the carriage, Qiao Yu has already shed tears of a man, and buried his face in his hands.Seeing this scene, Bai Ye felt as if she was being crushed by a huge boulder. She was a ghost doctor and a six-star alchemist, and she hoped she could help her friend.

Qiao Yu's family lived in the most remote place in the northern suburbs, while Shengying was located in the southern suburbs, and it took about half an hour to arrive.

After getting out of the car, he rushed towards an extremely dilapidated small hut. Looking at such a simple environment, Bai Ye unconsciously frowned.

At the beginning, Qiao Yu said that he blew up the classroom because his father was in poor health and wanted to study medicinal materials, but presumably he had no money to buy medicine.

Seeing his living environment now, I know that his family has suffered a lot, otherwise Qiao Yu would not be able to enter the academy.

"Father, don't scare me! Your illness is not so serious, what is going on!" Qiao Yu cried loudly.

Bai Ye immediately ran in through the narrow door. The furnishings in the room were very simple, two bowls, two pairs of chopsticks, two patched thin clothes, a broken teapot with missing edges and corners, and a simple wooden bed .

Father Qiao was lying on the bed sickly, with a sickly face, the top of his head was half bald, and the only strand of hair was already gray.

He coughed violently, but he still didn't forget to stretch out his hand with difficulty, and touched his son's head, giving him a little comfort.

"Father's okay, cough cough..." Father Qiao suddenly covered his mouth.

"Father! Don't talk anymore, I'll go get you a doctor right away!"

Father Qiao gradually stopped coughing, looked at the bright red palm, and closed his eyes weakly.

"There's no need to go...Let Dad finally...take a good look at you again, Dad is...soon...to die."

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