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Chapter 100: Sister, do you want my help?
"Daddy, daddy, why are there so few people on this street?"
The little boy held by Qianye Yunxuan blinked his big black eyes and looked at Qianye Yunxuan in confusion, and said.
But when he saw Qianye Yunxuan paused in his walking steps, his expression changed slightly.
Then, he smiled and said: "In the past few days, the people have been sick and lying at home. That's why dad asked your mother to come over and show the people. After your mother cures them, there will be more people on the street."
Already."
Speaking of this, a sad look appeared in the little boy's eyes, "Then they must be very pitiful if they are sick."
"Well, it's very pitiful. So, Mo'er, remember not to just eat whatever is handed to you, you know?"
"Yeah, I got it."
The little boy looked at Qianye Yunxuan seriously and nodded.
Not far away, but at this moment, an anxious voice came -
"Old man, old man, how are you? Can you hear me? Old man?"
Susukino Wanning?
This familiar voice made Qianye Yunxuan's eyes subconsciously cast in the direction of the sound.
But she saw Mu Yifei squatting on the ground, pinching the old man's body with one hand, then folding her hands and placing them on the old man's chest, applying first aid pressure.
"Old man, wake up. Old man, can you hear me?"
While she was anxiously giving first aid to the old man, she looked at the old man's face nervously and called out anxiously.
Seeing this, Qianye Yunxuan did not dare to neglect, and immediately walked towards Mu Yifei with the little boy in his arms.
Looking at the unconscious old man, I saw that he, like other Hualiu patients, had some malignant sores vaguely appearing at the corners of his mouth, his complexion was dark yellow, and his breathing was weak.
"How about it?"
Qianye Yunxuan knelt down next to Mu Yifei, looked sideways at Mu Yifei, and saw that she was staring at the old man's face with a serious expression, and she did not stop the first aid movements on her hands.
Instead of her usual playful smile, she now had a deep brow and a serious expression.
He had no time to turn his head and just said in a low voice:
"Hualiu."
She spoke, her voice a little urgent.
Suddenly, as if she thought of something, she turned to Qianye Yunxuan and said:
"Quick, find some moldy things and call a doctor over. Hurry."
"Moldy stuff?"
"Stop asking so many questions and hurry up."
"Um."
Seeing Mu Yifei's serious look, Qianye Yunxuan didn't hesitate much in his heart. He didn't know why, but he always inexplicably believed in her ability to treat Hualiu.
"Mo'er, stay here and don't run around. Daddy will be back soon."
"Um."
The sensible little boy didn't ask any questions and nodded seriously to Qianye Yunxuan.
After Qianye Yunxuan left, the little boy squatted down next to Mu Yifei with a confused look on his face, looked sideways at her nervous eyes, and said in a low voice:
"Sister, do you want my help?"
The little boy blinked at Mu Yifei seriously, which made Mu Yifei pause for a moment.
Then, he looked sideways at the little boy and said with a smile:
"No, just stay by your sister's side and don't run around, okay?"
"All right."
The little boy nodded. Seeing that Mu Yifei kept pressing the old man's chest, he couldn't help but say:
"Sister, this grandpa's heartbeat is very slow right now. No matter how much you press his chest, it's of no use."