The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Since the accident, Xia Beiqing always likes to hide everything deep in his heart, and refuses to let others spy. Shen Zhiyu has made a lot of efforts before he can finally pick up a gap, but during this time, everything seems to be back. It's the beginning.

Xia Beiqing suddenly grabbed Shen Zhiyu's wrist, and there were complex emotions in his eyes. Obviously he had something to say, but slowly, he still lowered his head and refused to show anything.

Shen Zhiyu didn't dare to ask further, I was afraid that he would be pressed into anxiousness.

"When you want to say it, tell me again, I'm always by your side."

After wiping Xia Beiqing's face, Shen Zhiyu got up with a towel, the phone in his pocket dinged, he took out his phone, a text message popped up, and his expression gradually changed when he saw the content.

Xia Beiqing noticed the change in Shen Zhiyu's face.

Sending Xia Beiqin back to the room, Shen Zhiyu went out, picked up the phone again, and looked at the text message sent by He Jiayi.

——Your bone marrow hematopoietic stem cells have made new progress, are you interested in taking a look?

Shen Zhiyu curled his lips, grabbed the phone with a little excitement, and immediately responded to the text message.

——I will pass tomorrow.

After finishing washing the dishes, he came out of the kitchen and just saw Shen Zhiyu in the living room. He shook his slender hand and said, "Everything is packed, let's rest."

Shen Zhiyu walked to Hua Yinong: "I have something to do tomorrow. I have to go out. I will be back in about two or three hours. You can help me take care of Beiqin."

Nodded, "No problem."

Shen Zhiyu took the phone and returned to the room. Xia Beiqing was taking off his coat, as if he was going to sleep.

Shen Zhiyu walked over and sat down by the bed: "Stop reading tonight?"

Xia Beiqing shook his head.

Shen Zhiyu was silent for a while, and said, "I'm going out tomorrow, and I'll be back soon, okay?"

Xia Beiqing nodded.

His reaction surprised Shen Zhiyu.

Shen Zhiyu thought that he would ask where he was going, what he was going to do, or pestering himself not to let him go out, but he agreed very simply this time.

Shen Zhiyu was inexplicably a little uneasy.

The next day, early in the morning, Shen Zhiyu woke up and saw that Xia Beiqing was still awake. He tiptoedly got up and left the room. The flowers just happened to come back after practicing. The two met in the living room.

"Morning, are you going out now?"

Shen Zhiyu evoked a gentle smile: "Well, I'm going out first, let Bei Qing sleep a little longer."

With that, he picked up his jacket and walked out the door.

Seeing him leave, Huayi immediately walked into Xia Beiqing's room. Xia Beiqing, who was still sleeping on the bed, had already sat up at this moment.

Hua Yinong said: "He has already gone out." 

Xia Beiqing pointed to the wheelchair next to the bed.

Flowery came forward, helped Xia Beiqin into his wheelchair, pushed out of the room, and came to the gate. Shen Zhiyu, who was on the side of the road, got in a taxi.

Huayi asked: "Are you sure you want to follow him?"

Xia Beiqin wrote on the paper.

--please.

"it is good."

Hua Yinong hugged Xia Beiqin into the first passenger seat, then folded the wheelchair in the back, and sat in the driver's seat, holding the steering wheel, stepping on the accelerator, and driving along behind Shen Zhiyu's taxi.

Ten minutes later, the taxi stopped in front of a building. Shen Zhiyu got out of the car and walked into the building. The flowers were full of flowers and immediately stopped, took out the wheelchair, and sat down with Xia Bei, the co-pilot. Get into the wheelchair and push him into the building.