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Xi Ying and Xi ye came to Mr. Zhu's house, where many of his students were circling around.

Everyone's face has a worried look, some people's psychological capacity is not strong enough, directly sat aside to wipe tears.

"How is Mr. Zhu now?" Xi Ying quickly went to ask a student.

"The doctor said that my husband has been ill for a long time, since he was still in Beijing. Even the doctors in the capital city and even the imperial doctors in the palace can't help it, so he has no way

So early?

Xi Ying and Xi Ye look at each other.

That is to say, when Xi Ying first came to see Mr. Zhu, he was not long ago.

But why didn't she see that Mr. Zhu was in a bad state?

"Why are you all outside and not going in?" Xi Ye doubts.

"Yin Yi was in it. Mr. Zhu said he had something to say to her, and drove us all out. And you can't have so many people in your room, or you'll be more likely to be out of breath. "

Yin Yi?

The inexplicable feeling in Xi Ying's heart was aggravated a little.

Last time I saw the picture of Mr. Zhu and Yin Yi staying together at the door of Zhangjiakou, she can say with certainty that Mr. Zhu must have feelings for Yin Yi.

When he was critically ill, he only asked Yin Yi to enter the room alone, which can explain the problem.

[it's a pity 】Small billion can not help but sigh.

"Let's go in and have a look. Don't worry. We won't go in and disturb Mr. Zhu. We just want to see him again."

Hearing Xi Ying's words, the students nodded with tears.

Xi Ying and Xi ye went into the courtyard and came to Mr. Zhu's room door with their hands and feet.

"Sir, the doctor says you need a rest, so don't talk. I know I used to be so naughty that you called me alone to talk to me. Don't worry. I'll be good in the future. Won't you get angry? "

Yin Yi sat by the bed and looked at the pale Mr. Zhu.

She felt really embarrassed and guilty.

She didn't know what was wrong with Mr. Zhu, but judging from his face, he must be very uncomfortable now.

They all blame themselves for being too naughty at ordinary times. Even if Mr. Zhu is not well, he has not forgotten to educate her.

"Yin Yi." Mr. Zhu's eyes are full of tenderness that Yin Yi can't understand.

He reached out his hand tremblingly, trying to touch Yi's face.

But just as his hand was about to touch Yin Yi's face, he saw his hand and Yin Yi's delicate face in two states.

He is not old. He hasn't been 30 years old. Compared with Yin Yi, who is only 13-4 years old, he is old.

I am old.

Mr. Zhu took a deep breath and lowered his hand.

"Mr. Zhu?" Yin Yi didn't understand what he meant.

"Yin Yi, you don't have to change your personality for anyone. Naturally, you are the best. You like sour plum, but if you eat too much, your teeth will hurt. Go and see the drawer in the cupboard over there

Yin Yi followed the direction of Mr. Zhu's fingers and saw that it was a black flat cabinet.

She went to open the first drawer, which was full of sour plum wrapped in small oil paper.

"These are the sour plum I have prepared for you, just in weight. You eat one bag a day, so you can satisfy your cravings without toothache

Yin Yi's back to Mr. Zhu was stunned.

She looked at the small packet of oil paper in her hand and felt a sharp pain in the bottom of her heart.