Fu Yuling looked closely and saw a wrapped object, with a faint fragrance emanating from it.
Fu Yuling took a whiff and knew what it was. She put him down first before taking the object in his hand.
“Why did you think to give me this?”
“He Wen said you were feeling unwell.”
“Mmm, I’m not sick, just a bit sad.”
“Why were you feeling sad?”
He seemed both puzzled and a bit guilty.
“Was it because of me?”
“It’s not because of you, but because I was saddened that you were afraid.”
Fu Yuling didn’t want to dwell on this matter too much. She slowly unwrapped the paper, revealing coarse brown granules inside.
With just a glance, she could tell the person who made it didn’t spend much time on it, or the grinding tools they used weren’t very good, making the granules uneven in size and appearing messy.
If Fu Yuling didn’t know what this was, she might have mistaken it for some dried branches that had been ground up.
She brought the object close to He Qiu’s face. “Xiao Qiu, do you know what you gave me?”
“Medicine.”
Fu Yuling nodded, “How did Xiao Qiu learn about these things?”
He answered without hesitation, “I learned it from following Doctor Li.”
Doctor Li, Fu Yuling thought for a moment before remembering that he was the local barefoot doctor in the village. Villagers would frequently go to his house when they had some ailment.
The main reason was that Doctor Li’s fees were cheap, and his medical care was still quite effective.
He Qiu being able to learn from this man was not bad.
Knowing how he learned these things put Fu Yuling’s mind at ease.
But she still couldn’t forget about Li Cuihua. Thinking about it, she had already spoken about it before, and she wasn’t the type who liked to keep harping on things. She quietly re-wrapped the object and put it away.
“Thank you, Xiao Qiu, this is for you.”
She conjured up a few brightly colored candies and smiled at him.
He Qiu stared at the candies, mesmerized.
“Dad~”
“Hmm?” He Jingsi?
This was the first time she heard them mention him since she arrived. Previously, she had thought they didn’t like He Jingsi, which is why they didn’t bring him up in front of her.
But now, He Qiu actually mentioned him.
But where was this He Jingsi now? Ever since that day when he was transferred to a higher-level hospital, he had been guarded by heavy security outside.
His cold aura did not dissipate despite him lying motionless. His powerful presence still made people’s hearts grow cold.
The instruments beside him were beeping. Someone stood at the door outside.
“Minister!”
The voice outside was loud and powerful.
The so-called minister waved his hand. “How’s the person? Any movement?”
“Reporting, Minister, the person has shown no signs so far.”
The minister pushed the door open and went in, closing the door behind him.
He sat down in the chair next to the man and silently watched him.
“Jingsi, when will you wake up?”
He sighed, his hair slightly graying. “You didn’t think of yourself, but you have to think of your wife and children at home! Previously, you kept everything hidden from us in order to protect them. Even though we wanted to help, our hands were tied…”
He rambled on for a while, seeming to know the man wouldn’t respond. He glanced at the time and prepared to leave.
As he turned to go, someone grabbed his sleeve.
The man’s sharp eyes had lost some of their fierceness, with a sense of fatigue swirling within them.
“Tell An Ping to… hand it over to Li Yan!”
He spoke with great difficulty, and as soon as he released his grip, he collapsed back onto the bed and fell unconscious.
“Doctor… the doctor! Hurry!”
