Chapter 87 - Delivering Snacks
The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool
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, âItâs not that we donât want to sell him the medicine, but his sister is born deficient.â
He continued. âEven if we use good medicine, we can barely keep her alive. Besides, they canât afford good medicine. We didnât give him the medicine because we didnât want him to waste money.â
Shen Yijia thought that the doctor was reasonable and felt that what he said made sense. She let go of the apprentice.
âI have money. To get medicine for my sister.â
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 manâs 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. âTake me to your sister.â
Alarm flashed in the young manâs eyes.
Shen Yijia clicked her tongue. âWhat can I do to you?â
With this small body, she could poke him to death with one finger.
Perhaps feeling that Shen Yijiaâs 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 damn kind.
She waved at Bruiser, who had been looking at them curiously.
The three of them took the carriage to the young manâs house.
In the car, Shen Yijia learned the young manâs 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 Xiuâer 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 Ziâs existence and smiled shyly at Song Jingchen. She lifted the cloth on the basket and handed it to Song Jingchen. âBrother Song, I just made some snacks. Do you want to try them?â
Song Jingchen frowned and refused coldly, âNo need.â
An Xiuâer retracted her hand awkwardly and bit her lip. âSister Shen will probably like it. Why donât I help you bring it in?â
Only then did Song Jingchen look up at An Xiuâer. An Xiuâerâs heart skipped a beat, and her exquisite face turned red. âBrother Song, youâ¦â
Disgust flashed across Song Jingchenâs eyes as he said indifferently, âShe doesnât like it.â
An Xiuâer choked and wanted to say something.
An Dongâs voice came suddenly. âXiuâer, what are you doing here?â
An Dong glanced at the two of them strangely.
An Xiuâer explained in a panic, âI made some snacks at home and sent them over for Auntie Li and Sister Shen to try.â
âIâll bring the snacks in. You can go home.â An Dong didnât suspect anything. He just felt that with Song Jingchen around, his sister should avoid arousing suspicion.
An Xiuâer glanced at Song Jingchen and hesitated. In the end, she turned around and left.
âMy sister liked eating snacks since she was young. She doesnât have any bad intentions. Donât mind her,â An Dong said as he watched An Xiuâer leave.
Song Jingchen glanced at him and didnât say anything.
Shen Yijia arrived at Lin Shaoâs 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.