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Chapter 810 The Eighth Time Chapter : Is this interesting?

There was no response from the room.

In fact, Shen Zhiyu had long been accustomed to it. He pushed open the door and saw Xia Beiqing sitting on the edge of the bed, writing in a notebook. The moment Shen Zhiyu pushed the door open, he closed the notebook and put it under the pillow.

Shen Zhiyu didn't notice his unusual behavior and said softly, "Bei Qing, get up and eat."

Xia Beiqing supported himself with his arms and moved himself little by little onto the wheelchair, nearly falling down in the process. Shen Zhiyu wanted to rush over in a hurry, but froze in his tracks.

If you get too close, Bei Qing will get angry.

Yang Shao said that we should try to go along with him and not let him have too many emotions.

Xia Beiqing sat on the wheelchair and pushed it to Shen Zhiyu, but did not stop. He walked past him and left the room.

At the dining table, Xia Beiqing lowered his head, his face was gray, and even his eyes were colorless. He was like a puppet, taking the bun and putting it into his mouth bit by bit. After taking a few bites, he put the bun down and stopped eating.

During this period, he had a poor appetite and could not eat much. He lost a lot of weight rapidly and sometimes leaned in a wheelchair, looking like a terminally ill patient.

"Eat a little more." Shen Zhiyu looked at him and said.

Xia Beiqing simply ignored Shen Zhiyu, turned his wheelchair around and prepared to leave.

At this time, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Shen Zhiyu got up to open the door, and Yang Shao was standing outside.

Shen Zhiyu greeted with a smile: "Have you eaten? Do you want to join us?"

"No, no." Yang Shao walked into the room and nodded at Xia Beiqing with a smile.

Xia Beiqing did not respond and continued to push the wheelchair into the room.

Yang Shao pointed to the room and said to Shen Zhiyu, "I'll go in first."

Shen Zhiyu nodded: "Okay." In the room, Xia Beiqing was sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window. Yang Shaoxing pushed the door open, pulled a chair, and sat down opposite Xia Beiqing.

He followed Xia Beiqing's gaze and saw a dead branch outside the window. The flowers on the branch had withered and the petals had lightly fallen into the soil, sullying its original color.

Yang Shao retracted his gaze and looked at the gauze wrapped around Xia Beiqing's neck.

Just a while ago, Xia Beiqing exhibited self-harming behavior again. He found a piece of glass from somewhere and cut his neck. Fortunately, Shen Zhiyu discovered it in time.

Shen Zhiyu collected almost every corner of the room, anything that could cause Xia Beiqing to commit self-harm, and the room became a little empty.

Yang Shao smiled and asked, "How have you been lately?"

Xia Beiqing didn't say anything.

Yang Shao has also gotten used to it.

It was like this every time during the treatment. Even if it took several hours and Yang Shao was talking until he was dry-mouthed, Xia Beiqing might only reply with two or three sentences.

Even just two or three sentences may be helpful in treating his condition.

"Did you take the medicine on time?"

In fact, Yang Shao knew that Shen Zhiyu would definitely keep an eye on Xia Beiqing and make him take medicine.

Yang Shao continued to talk on and on, talking about all kinds of beautiful things. After an unknown amount of time, Xia Beiqing finally withdrew his gaze from the window.

He slowly picked up a pen and paper, wrote a few words on the paper, and handed it to Yang Shao to read.

——I won’t pay any attention to you. Is that fun?

Yang Shao smiled and said, "It is my duty to treat you. It has nothing to do with whether it is interesting or not."

(End of this chapter)