Chapter 506

Yun Xiuqing ran into the shop with Xiaotiao in her arms. As soon as she entered the shop, she immediately called out Pu weicang: "Pu weicang, come and help me."

Pu weicang is discussing things with junior one in his room. Suddenly he hears Yun Xiuqing calling him. He runs out quickly. As soon as he runs to the stairs, he sees Yun Xiuqing climbing up with a dirty child in her arms.

Yun Xiuqing used to think that the staircase was very good, but today she hates it very much. Originally, the child is not heavy, but after climbing two stairs, she has no strength.

Pu weicang quickly walks up to Yun Xiuqing and holds her child in her arms. After two breaths, Yun Xiuqing tells her to make some hot water as soon as possible.

Yun Xiuqing follows Pu weicang and returns to the room. Xiaotiao has been put on the bed by Pu weicang.

"Qingniang, where did you get the child?" Pu weicang looks at Xiang yunxiuqing puzzled.

"On the road." Yun Xiuqing answered Pu weicang casually, and then looked at Xiao Tiao.

Yunxiuqing touched Xiaotiao's forehead, looked at Xiaotiao's eyelids, and listened to Xiaotiao's chest. The initial diagnosis was that her trachea was inflamed, she had a fever, and she was a little anemic. Yunxiuqing quickly prescribed a prescription for PU weicang.

After going to puweicang again, Xiao Hei ran back and stood beside Yun Xiuqing, like a child who had made a mistake.

At this time, the first day of junior high school has already burned the hot water. Yun Xiuqing takes a towel to wipe Xiaotiao's body. After finishing all this, Yun Xiuqing sits on the wooden chair, and then she notices Xiaohei with her head down behind her.

"Xiao Hei, do you know what you did wrong?" Yun Xiuqing asked, looking at Xiao Hei who had been lowering her head.

"I shouldn't have stolen steamed buns, sister. I'm sorry." When Xiao Hei saw that Yun Xiuqing held dirty Xiaotiao in his arms just now, he knew that Yun Xiuqing didn't think that he gave Xiaotiao steamed stuffed bun, but that he didn't say a word about stealing it.

"Thieves start from stealing needles, Xiao Hei. You should remember that you can be anyone you grow up to be, but you can't be a thief." Yun Xiuqing suddenly felt like a mother, as if she was educating her son.

"Sister, I'm sorry, I don't dare any more." Xiao Hei looks into Yun Xiuqing's eyes, and her voice is firm.

Yun Xiuqing nodded with a smile, raised her hand and rubbed Xiaohei's head: "Xiaohei, if you help your little partner in the future, you can tell my father or anyone, we will let you help your friend."

"Xiao Hei knows." Little black nodded.

"Go to lunch break. I'll watch the little jump here." Yun Xiuqing has something to discuss with PU weicang later. Xiao Hei is not suitable to be here.

Xiao Hei knew that Yun Xiuqing would take good care of her friends. She answered and left.

Yun Xiuqing sat by the bed and waited for a while. Pu weicang brought the medicine: "it's not hot any more. You can drink it directly."

Then Yun Xiuqing asked Pu weicang to lift Xiaotiao, and she fed the medicine into Xiaotiao's mouth one by one.

Although Xiaotiao was still dizzy, he still knew how to swallow it. Moreover, honey was added to the medicine, which was not bitter. A bowl of medicine was quickly drunk.

"Pu weicang, I have something to discuss with you. Let's go to your room." Yun Xiuqing put the medicine bowl aside and told Pu weicang who was covering Xiaotiao's quilt.

Pu weicang immediately answered, and went back to the room he lived with the first day of junior high school with Yun Xiuqing.

In the first day of junior high school, he used to sleep on a wooden chair. After his master and he lived in the same house, he had never been near the bed. However, he was satisfied. When he was on a mission, it was not a good time to sleep on a wooden chair.

The first day of junior high school, who is sleeping, suddenly hears the sound of opening the door. Looking up, he sees his master and Yun Xiuqing come in. The first day of junior high school stands up and finds an excuse to go out and make room for them. He doesn't want to be blamed by his master.