But if sothing happens to Xiaoguai, shouldn’t the one who is most sad and upset be its owner, the little girl Wen Xiao’ai?
Shouldn’t Jun Moyan be by that little girl’s side right now?
What exactly is going on?!
"Xiaoguai..."
Listening to Jun Moyan’s murmuring, Shangguan Yu really wanted to ask what exactly happened, but seeing Jun Moyan so exhausted, he couldn’t bear to wake him up.
A burst of ringtone sounded, and Shangguan Yu quickly fished out the phone from Jun Moyan’s pocket.
Glancing at the caller ID, Shangguan Yu didn’t hang up directly but turned the volu to its lowest.
Seeing Jun Moyan wasn’t awakened by the call, Shangguan Yu sighed in relief, growing even more concerned and feeling pity for him.
How tired he must be, having just fallen asleep for a while, yet not even waking up to the ringtone.
Shangguan Yu took the phone to the window and then slid to answer.
"Qing Yi."
"Young Master Shangguan?" Qing Yi seed a bit unsure on the other end of the line.
"It’s ."
"Is Third Young Master with you?"
"Yes, he just arrived here. I don’t know what happened to him. He’s got blood on him, dirty all over, and said nothing. As soon as he arrived, he was so tired he fell asleep, and kept murmuring Xiaoguai. Do you know what’s going on?"
"Blood? Is Third Young Master injured?" Qing Yi’s heart jumped.
"Probably not," Shangguan Yu said, turning back to glance at Jun Moyan on the couch.
Even sleeping is so restless for him; what on earth has happened.
"I just heard from Xiaocha this morning at Huiwu Garden that Third Young Master went to Holy City last night to find Miss Wen."
"To find that little girl?"
"Yes, Miss Wen went back to Holy City, suddenly left without saying a word. I guess Third Young Master was chased by Wells when he went to find Miss Wen last night."
"But... the little girl left, why does he keep calling Xiaoguai’s na?" Shangguan Yu was sowhat puzzled.
"...Maybe he called it wrong, or you heard it wrong."
"How is that possible? Xiao’ai and Xiaoguai don’t sound alike; how could it be heard wrong? Besides, do you think Jun Moyan can’t tell the difference between a person and a cat?"
Shangguan Yu thought Qing Yi was being silly.
Could he mistake Gu Sheng for Gu Yao? It’s such a simple logic, even if calling a na wrong, one wouldn’t call the na of the person they care about wrongly.
"Do you have so ti now? If you do, co over here." Qing Yi has been by Jun Moyan’s side for years; if sothing’s up, he could definitely be more helpful than Shangguan Yu.
"I..." Qing Yi glanced at the situation of the very ill drunkard on the hospital bed.
Hesitated...
He returned to Huiwu Garden this morning intending to find Feng Liyan, but unexpectedly Feng Liyan suddenly went back to Holy City with Wen Xiao’ai, and Jun Moyan didn’t co back all night, his phone unreachable.
He was just about to take people to Holy City to search but received a call from the drunkard’s attending doctor...
He could only send people to Holy City first while he ca to the hospital.
Fortunately, Jun Moyan’s phone got through and he was okay.
But the drunkard’s situation was really bad.
Just now he found out that the drunkard’s hearing, sll, and taste are all problematic. The doctor said if his condition doesn’t improve and continues to deteriorate, the consequences would be unthinkable.
That’s not even the most severe part.
The most troubleso and tricky is his stomach and heart, both have problems.
Qing Yi couldn’t understand, the drunkard has been addicted to alcohol for years, and he had never had issues before. Why did these symptoms suddenly seem to agree, all erupting at the sa ti?
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