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Chapter 87: Delivering Snacks
The doctor, who had not appeared yet, was probably afraid that the matter would blow up. At this moment, the doctor walked out and explained, “It’s not that we don’t want to sell him the medicine, but his sister is born deficient.”
He continued. “Even if we use good medicine, we can barely keep her alive. Besides, they can’t afford good medicine. We didn’t give him the medicine because we didn’t want him to waste money.”
Shen Yijia thought that the doctor was reasonable and felt that what he said made sense. She let go of the apprentice.
“I have money. To get medicine for my sister.”
Shen Yijia grit her teeth. She wondered if that was the only thing this person knew how to say.
!!She wanted to ignore him, but her heart softened when she met the young man’s scarlet eyes.
Admittedly, she was not someone who willingly helped others for no reason.
The reason she felt like this now was because the incident in her previous life had affected her too much.
Scratching her head, she resigned herself to her fate. “Take me to your sister.”
Alarm flashed in the young man’s eyes.
Shen Yijia clicked her tongue. “What can I do to you?”
With this small body, she could poke him to death with one finger.
Perhaps feeling that Shen Yijia’s words made sense and that the pharmacy was really unwilling to sell the medicine to him, the young man had no choice but to nod. He walked in front and led the way.
Seeing that the young man was struggling to take every step, Shen Yijia despised herself for being so d.a.m.n kind.
She waved at Bruiser, who had been looking at them curiously.
The three of them took the carriage to the young man’s house.
In the car, Shen Yijia learned the young man’s name. It was Lin Shao. That was all he said.
Shen Yijia had been leaving early and returning late these two days.
Song Jingchen felt unaccustomed to it for some reason. He almost hurt his hand a few times. He could see Tuan Zi snorting out of the corner of his eye.
He shook his head helplessly and put it on his lap. He pushed the wheelchair out of the courtyard.
An Xiu’er came out of the house with a basket and was shocked to see Tuan Zi. In the end, she mustered her courage and stopped in front of Song Jingchen.
She tried her best to ignore Tuan Zi’s existence and smiled shyly at Song Jingchen. She lifted the cloth on the basket and handed it to Song Jingchen. “Brother Song, I just made some snacks. Do you want to try them?”
Song Jingchen frowned and refused coldly, “No need.”
An Xiu’er retracted her hand awkwardly and bit her lip. “Sister Shen will probably like it. Why don’t I help you bring it in?”
Only then did Song Jingchen look up at An Xiu’er. An Xiu’er’s heart skipped a beat, and her exquisite face turned red. “Brother Song, you…”
Disgust flashed across Song Jingchen’s eyes as he said indifferently, “She doesn’t like it.”
An Xiu’er choked and wanted to say something.
An Dong’s voice came suddenly. “Xiu’er, what are you doing here?”
An Dong glanced at the two of them strangely.
An Xiu’er explained in a panic, “I made some snacks at home and sent them over for Auntie Li and Sister Shen to try.”
“I’ll bring the snacks in. You can go home.” An Dong didn’t suspect anything. He just felt that with Song Jingchen around, his sister should avoid arousing suspicion.
An Xiu’er glanced at Song Jingchen and hesitated. In the end, she turned around and left.
“My sister liked eating snacks since she was young. She doesn’t have any bad intentions. Don’t mind her,” An Dong said as he watched An Xiu’er leave.
Song Jingchen glanced at him and didn’t say anything.
Shen Yijia arrived at Lin Shao’s residence.
Only then did she realize that the siblings actually lived in a dilapidated temple.
The little girl, Lin Miaomiao, was lying on a blanket made of hay. It was unknown if she was asleep or unconscious.
She looked to be about the same age as Sister Huan, and she was wearing tattered clothes. Her palm-sized face was red, and her condition was clearly abnormal.
