Genshin Impact: We have to find a way to abduct people.

I seem to understand but not understand.

"..." Yuehan stopped talking, and for a moment he and Wutong looked at each other in silence.

Wutong adjusted the non-existent glasses on the bridge of his nose and said in a tone full of certainty and certainty: "Well... in short, the boy has both symptoms now. And today I checked his heartbeat, which proved that he does have congenital heart disease. "

In fact, it was all thanks to Qingqiu. After all, no matter how much she shared the joys and sorrows with fellow students studying medicine for five years, she was not a major after all. She didn't know how to hear the sound of congenital heart disease.

Yuehan pursed her lips. There was no approval and no resistance.

At this moment, the two people in the yard fell into silence again. Wutong wanted to say something nice, but her mouth was predictably hard to use.

It was too pessimistic to say sorry and express condolences. She also tried to think of a way to go to Liyue, a city full of talents, to find someone with superb medical skills and surgery to save the boy, as long as the boy could survive until that time.

So Xiao Zai’s disease is not serious and he can live for a long, long time? It's too unreal. A child's complexion and expression will obviously not last long.

Giving others hope that doesn’t exist and making others have expectations for an unrealistic future. Then when the truth is torn apart, the illusion is shattered, wouldn't it be too pitiful for those who are kept in the dark?

Father, like son. Rational explanations and comfort can still be given to other patients. But as long as it involves one's own relatives, even a doctor with a distinguished reputation will want to deny what he has learned throughout his life in front of a piece of paper examination report and imaging film.

Just when Wutong was in the extreme tension between reason and sensibility, Xiaojiu appeared with a light of rescue and asked: "How is sister's matter handled?"

"It's been dealt with, and I happened to be about to go back." Wutong decisively gave up the entanglement, suppressed the impolite thought of leaving directly with Xiaojiu, stood up, patted his clothes, turned to Yuehan and said: "Then I'll leave first. Xiaozai's I will try my best to find a solution for my illness."

Yuehan: "..."

It's not like she hasn't read at all. In the years after the accident at home, she would rather rent and buy books with Mora and spend all night pondering the collection of herbal medicines that all looked the same, rather than say a word to the doctor.

There has always been no cure for congenital heart disease. This has almost become common knowledge on the continent of Teyvat. If Wutong said that she could be cured without any burden, then there would be a real problem.

Try your best to find a way...

Standing in the courtyard, Yuehan watched Wutong wave goodbye to her, then turned around and left with Xiaojiu. The sun hits half of his body, and the shadows lengthen. For some reason, she suddenly thought of Lao Huang and Qingtian. Effective drugs and magical auxiliary tools can make a middle-aged man who has been bedridden for many years "come back to life" again.

A murmur was like a sigh, full of pain and sorrow, but also filled with hope: "What if..."

Wutong paused, but only for a moment. He didn't even notice the drink next to him.

The green maple leaves did not wait until autumn to turn red, but a few fell inexplicably. The phoenix tree raised its head, and the leaves exuding the smell of bitter wood brushed across the face, sliding from the eyelashes to the chin. It seemed like someone was touching it carefully, silently apologizing, and finally willingly turning it into spring mud at its feet.

Yue Han shifted his gaze to the red sachet on the eaves. The clumsy stitching on it is embroidered with ginkgo leaves, which represent longevity. "The moon is cold" and "the sun is warm", my mother chose such meaningful names for herself and her brother.

She had always been an "old woman" with a venomous mouth and was difficult to get along with in the eyes of others, but now her hurtful thorns were gone. In the silence, she turned around and returned to the back room.

if...

Yuehan stayed by Xiaozai's bedside. The child was drowsy and was sleeping soundly now. At the same time, he obediently covered himself with the quilt. The Jade Buddha, who had sold everything and left behind to bless him, had fallen to the back of his neck when he turned over. The long braid was squeezed around his neck and fell on the pillow.

If... you can keep him alive.

I don't ask him to live a long life. This fragile body will probably prevent him from aging. I had paid a heavy price for my delusional attempt to extend my parents' lives.

Reaching out to straighten the quilt, Yue Han turned over the mirror that had been fastened to the table. Within the several cracks, the ugly face looked more like an evil spirit baring its teeth and claws. Her meanness, viciousness, and bitterness...every thorn she raises to the outside world is, in the final analysis, her selfish and incompetent anger.

I will pay for my sins, how innocent he is.

At least let him see the world, know who his parents are, let him make the first real choice in his heart, and let him taste love and being loved for once. Let him understand things, know good and evil, and distinguish truth from lies.

If... you can save him.

Yuehan put the mirror back and closed her eyes.

His life has just begun.

......

After Qingqiu told Wutong that it was up to you, he threw away his cards. I was originally going to Liyue to get some books on congenital heart disease, but the crow flying out suddenly felt the aura.

Unfortunately, when we arrived at the place, we only caught two living dead dolls. Fortunately, this was also one of the follow-up projects, so Qingqiu carried the target and mentioned again the trip to Liyue to get some books.

These two living dead puppets still have traces of belonging to the puppet master, probably not long after the possession was over. If you notice something is wrong, just run away.

A rare complaint after all, really scurrying around like a rat. She may not be as skilled at cutting off the tail of a gecko, and her decisiveness in selling teammates and chess pieces has absolutely no bottom line.

She had been dizzy dealing with the chaos in Guiliyuan in the past few days, but Qingqiu came to the door again with two dirty things that she didn't know where they came from. Things were complicated, and their relationship was no longer as distant and guarded as before. He waved his hand and gave them directly without asking what he wanted these books for.

After Qingqiu got the book, he came back again throwing cards. Rubbing his chin, this magic weapon is quite convenient. But she didn't expect that when she returned to her residence, she had gone out for a trip and came back, and Wutong was still soaking next door.

I was wondering if someone was so addicted to coaxing their children that they lost track of time. Xiaojiu happened to come back holding a warm and sun-dried quilt.

Out of my magical sixth sense, I suddenly felt something was wrong. Xiaojiu raised his eyes and saw the miracle doctor with a book looking worried. After a few seconds, his eyes fell lightly on himself.

The foot on the threshold paused.

So, no surprise. Xiaojiu was sent to call Wutong back.

Qingqiu sat idlely on the bed against the window, with one hand on his knees and the other holding a book. Wutong entered the yard and saw the figure who looked like the teacher at the private school. He walked towards the window with his eyebrows arched. He folded his hands and said, "I caught you secretly studying behind my back."

Qingqiu quickly turned the page and read ten lines at a glance: "I think I am watching it openly. Also, give in, you are blocking the sun."