0p0 Chapter 244: The Qi Family Without Lights on, Like the End of the World
Chapter 244: The Qi Family Without Lights on, Like the End of the World
Little Qi Yue is five years old, but he has attempted suicide dozens of times. The Qi family is full of doctors and they are on high alert.
The most serious incident happened in the early hours of the night when he was lying in the bathtub with blood overflowing.
Fortunately, it was discovered by Qi Yan, who couldn't sleep at night. He wanted to go see his son, but he almost lost the most important person in his life.
At that time, Zeerleke was still as glorious as ever, and its name of teaching love and salvation spread throughout the world.
Qi Yan finally found out that he was in Country M...
He begged him to redeem his son.
However, after just the first step of the treatment, Zherleke said to suspend it. He said he had to leave because he had something to do in his country.
Once he left, he never came back.
The news that spread throughout the world was his death.
……
After many years, Qi Yan thought everything was over...
But he didn't expect that when he returned to the manor that day, he would see the familiar woman again.
She was acting crazy and banging on the Qi family's door, saying she was looking for her child.
At that moment, Qi Yan's whole body suddenly turned cold.
A woman alone is like a test, a provocation, a declaration.
He is back.
After the words were spoken, the room fell into dead silence.
Tong Yu clutched the armrest of the chair tightly, her heart aching as if it was suffocating.
Zherleke narrowed his eyes and said, "Tell me, which country did you take Mi Ya to for treatment? Who did you seek?"
Qi Yan sighed deeply: "In Country F. Recommended by everyone, Lord Christian."
Tong Yu suddenly raised her eyes.
"Ha..." Zheerleke laughed: "So he is my junior fellow apprentice."
Qi Yan was stunned, still a little confused, "Junior brother? Why didn't I see you back then?"
Zheerleke sneered: "None of this matters. What matters is how dare you send someone to my junior brother!"
Qi Yan panicked and quickly stood up, "What do you mean!"
No matter how he asked, Zelerke never answered.
Instead, he asked a few questions, "When did those women stop showing up? I want a specific answer."
Qi Yan looked at his phone and said, "When I brought Qi Yue to look for you, you didn't show up for the first three months, and you haven't shown up since then."
Zherleke turned around and hid his poisonous and cold gaze.
In the previous three months, his beloved junior brother was planning to pull him down from the altar, so of course he had no energy to play games.
From what he knew about Sawyer, this man was completely evil, loved to be in control, and looked down on the struggles of those at the bottom.
But all of this is based on the assumption that something has angered him or aroused his interest.
And this point...
It’s probably Mi Ya.
Qi Yan was very emotional and grabbed Shang Zeerle Ke's collar tightly: "Yaya was murdered, right? Lord God, please tell me!"
Tong Yu reached out and pulled the person, "Don't get excited, let go..."
There was a sudden noise at the door.
Several people's breathing paused and they looked over at the same time.
Qi Yue was wearing thin pajamas and his face was pale.
Even though Tong Yu was in front of him, his pupils were still empty and out of focus, and he instantly fell into an endless abyss, like a body without a soul.
Tong Yu's breathing stagnated.
Qi Yan let go of his hands, and at this moment, all the strength in his body was instantly drained.
I don't know how long he has been here, how much he has heard, and whether he has been forced to tear open the bloody wound and sprinkle a layer of thick salt on it.
The pain was numb and the flesh was torn apart.
Tong Yu carefully pulled his hand, her fingertips slightly shrank, his body temperature was frighteningly low.
Qi Yue followed her stiffly, like a puppet at the mercy of others.
His whole body was stiff and he remained unresponsive.
Tong Yu picked up the pillow on the ground and said softly, "Let's go back to sleep, okay..."
Zheerleke said: "If you just drag him away, he might get a fever at night."
Tong Yu hummed in a muffled voice and took Qi Yue's hand.
She pulled him and he was willing to walk, following her step by step, like a lifeless doll.
This thunderstorm lasted for three days, and the dark clouds shrouded the Qi family for a long time.
Tong Yu felt that she was no longer afraid of thunder and just wanted Qi Yue to be fine.
In the early morning, his temperature began to become abnormal.
From thirty-eight degrees to thirty-nine, there is a faint trend towards forty.
The Qi family’s personal doctor came, but Qi Yan stood at the door and didn’t dare to go in.
Tong Yu gave him some medicine and put a fever-reducing patch on him. She was exhausted and felt even more uncomfortable seeing him like this.
She slowly leaned on his chest, tears falling in a series, and finally she couldn't help crying out loud.
"Qi Yue, can't you just be well? I'm so tired..."
She hadn't had a good night's sleep for two days. The raindrops kept hitting the glass windows, the thunder continued, and he had a high fever.
The Qi family, without lights on, feels like the end of the world.
"You please be good, okay, then we will have a baby, he will have a good father and a good mother..." Tong Yu murmured and slowly closed her eyes.
The eye sockets where the long eyelashes drooped were wet and dark blue.
After she fell asleep, the room fell into silence.
The light strips are wrapped around the empty ceiling, matched with pure white curtains, and the faint light sways gently.
The person who closed his eyes suddenly opened them.
The light brown eyes were clear and empty, lonely and desolate, without any emotion at all.
Qi Yue felt a tightness in his chest and tried to push the person on him, but failed.
He looked at the sleeping Tong Yu, and with trembling fingers, he poked her nose.
She didn't wake up.
Her little face looked haggard, wrinkled even when she was asleep, and there were dried tear marks at the corners of her eyes.
Qi Yue tilted his head and poked her head again, his eyes very indifferent.
The induction light strip on the ceiling lit up a little, and along with the roar outside the window, it was so bright that it hurt my eyes and made me dizzy.
These things completely extinguished the emotions that the man had just aroused, and he lost all his soul and emotions.
He stepped away from Tong Yu and got out of bed slowly.
He still had a high fever and felt dizzy as soon as he got out of bed. He staggered against the wall.
He put a fever-reducing patch on his burning forehead, curled up his hands and fell into his own world.
One's own closed, small, self-help space.
This went on for three minutes, and Qi Yue suddenly ran outside.
Hearing the door open, the doctors hurriedly stood up, rubbing their sleepy eyes.
"Master, why did you come out?"
Qi Yue turned a deaf ear and continued running.
That's the direction of the elevator.
The doctor looked at each other, and was a little slow to realize something was wrong, so he hurriedly chased after him.
And Qi Yue had already driven out.
Psychology believes that when an individual faces unbearable psychological pressure or pain, he or she may adopt psychological defense mechanisms, escape from reality and self-isolation to protect himself or herself from anxiety and conflict.
Qi Yue didn't know where he had gone and the car couldn't move.
The big man cursed outside the car: "I say, do you have eyes? Do rich people have the right to hit the cars of ordinary people?"
Seeing Qi Yue's lips trembling and avoiding his gaze, the big man became even angrier.
He raised his hand and slapped the car hard, spitting everywhere: "What do you mean! You want to evade responsibility? Even if the police come, it will be useless. You must pay me three hundred thousand... No, one million! No, ten million!"
The big man changed prices several times in a row, his eyes shining with gold.
He just checked the car, it's a global limited edition, worth several hundred million. He's not greedy, so giving a few tens of millions is just enough.