Chapter 191

Zhao Hanyun's mission in Kyoto has been successfully completed, leaving yuan Zhicheng to deal with the rest of the trivial matters. Now there is still a month to go before Chinese New Year. During this period, Zhao Hanyun went back to contact his parents by phone every day. To be honest, he really missed them.

Bawang has been sleeping since he entered the space. After explaining to Yuan Zhicheng, Zhao Hanyun puts Bawang on his side. Looking at the situation, the little guy is about to wake up. She doesn't want Bawang to go wrong on the way to wake up.

"Girl, you must remember to call the master!" Yuan Zhicheng was reluctant to part. He was about to leave before he could cultivate his feelings with his little disciple. It was so sad.

"Shigong, I will get it." Zhao Hanyun's temple is aching. Shigong has been crying for an hour, and she has missed a bus. If she doesn't leave, she will have to go tomorrow.

"Girl! I... woo Before he had time to finish, Yuan Zhicheng was carried back by Yuan Yuan, who came from behind. He was pushed into the car by the way.

After all this, Yuan Yuan said to Zhao Hanyun, "be careful when you return, miss."

"Grandfather yuan, take care of yourself!" Zhao Hanyun gives yuan yuan a grateful hug, which makes yuan Zhicheng more miserable in the car. His disciples don't like him, and the baby girls don't hold him.

"Shigong, I'll go back first." He comforted and hugged yuan Zhicheng. Zhao Hanyun carried his schoolbag to the train, followed by two guards sent by the yuan family. Later, they would follow where Zhao Hanyun went. This was yuan Zhicheng's instruction. Originally, Zhao Hanyun didn't need it, but he was blocked by Yuan Zhicheng saying that you are still under age.

"Here is our carriage, miss." One of the guards looked at the car number and confirmed that there were only three of them, but yuan Zhicheng bought them a sleeping box, and they wrapped up the beds of six people.

Zhao Hanyun came down here under the guidance of the guard. Looking at the two people standing on one side, he said with a smile: "Shigong asked you to follow me. You really follow me. Sit down quickly."

"We're not tired, miss."

"If you are not tired, I will see if you are. Sit down. How can you protect me without good spirit? " Zhao Hanyun said good or bad to persuade the two to sit aside, but the two are still very straight, just like the soldiers with strict discipline, without a trace of wavering.

Zhao Hanyun just wanted to open his mouth, but their carriage door was opened. The movement made two guards stand up and watch the door warily. You know, Zhao Hanyun is at the back of the car. Not many people will pass by here.

"Who are you?" Zhao Hanyun looked at a middle-aged woman who came in and asked. By the way, he motioned to the guard not to be nervous. Let's see the situation.

"I, I, I'm sorry, I went the wrong way." The middle-aged woman looked at Zhao Hanyun and looked at the two serious faces behind him. She opened her mouth and finally left without saying anything.

"Miss, I'll have a look." One of the guards followed and went out. This is a strange situation. As a young lady's guard, they'd better be careful.

Zhao Hanyun looked at the back of the guard, some speechless turned to look at the remaining one: "Uncle Qingsong, uncle Qingzhu is not too nervous."

"No, the safety of the young lady is the most important thing." Yuan Qingsong answered Zhao Hanyun's question seriously, and Zhao Hanyun couldn't go on.

"When I didn't say it!" Zhao Hanyun returns to his position and lies down. His two bodyguards are too rigid. When he goes back, he will let Lu Laosi lead him. Being lively is her Zhao Hanyun's style.

Yuan Qingzhu, who was just thinking of going out to inquire about the news, came back. It turned out that the woman had something to do just now, but I didn't know if she was frightened by the two guards, so she didn't dare to step forward.

"The woman's son is ill. They bought a stop ticket. I don't know if it's from the steward, so she should come to see if we have a bed."

Now it's only a month before Chinese new year, and train tickets have already begun to be unavailable. It's good for women to buy station tickets. So now they know that Zhao Hanyun has a free bed here. Of course, they rush here without thinking about it, but they are scared back by Zhao Hanyun's two guards.

"Whether it was revealed by the steward or not, are you sure that someone else's son is ill?" Zhao Hanyun will those unimportant to get rid of, directly asked a she is concerned about.

"Sure, I went to have a look. I was eighteen or nine years old, and my face was very pale." Yuan Qingzhu's brow is a little tight, which has nothing to do with the woman. He is just afraid that the information of the young lady may be leaked. The old man has been urging him to protect the young lady. It's just happened when he left. It's a bit unpleasant.

"Go and get the baby and the woman." Zhao Hanyun thought for a moment and then said, let her directly ignore these, she really can't do, even can't put it down, then directly do, as for the plot, Zhao Hanyun is confident that she has the strength to solve.

"I see, miss." Yuan Qingzhu didn't say anything more. He went out to look for the woman, and soon appeared at the door of the carriage with them.

"Thank you! Thank you As soon as she entered the door, the woman knelt down in front of Zhao Hanyun. She was so scared that Zhao Hanyun quickly dodged the kneeling. She didn't want to lose her life.

"Auntie, you get up. My brother wants you to take care of him. I just provide you with an empty bed by the way. It's empty here anyway." Looking at the woman kneeling there, Zhao Hanyun sighed, lifted her up and comforted her, while yuan Qingzhu settled the boy on the bed. Originally, Zhao Hanyun was sleeping there, but after hearing this, he moved his position to the upper bunk. Yuan Qingzhu and Yuan Qingsong slept in the middle bunk of two rows and left the lower bunk for mother and son to rest.

"Thank you! What a good man The woman touched her tears. She had met a good man. If no one was willing to give up her seat and didn't dislike her son as a patient, she would be polite. She sat by her son's bed and looked at him carefully. When she saw that there was nothing wrong with her son, she was relieved.

"Auntie, brother, what's the matter?" Zhao Hanyun noticed when he was placed on the bed by Yuan Qingsong that the boy had not moved, as if he was in a coma.

"Ah! I don't know either! After seeing so many hospitals, the doctors can't make up their minds. They just let them stay in the hospital for observation. The medical expenses are thousands every day. We farmers can't afford it. We just take him to see a doctor everywhere. Now that we have no money, we go home and wait for another sum of money to come out. " The woman's face is haggard, but her eyes are firm when she looks at her comatose son. Everyone urges her to give up, but she is not. This is her son born in October. It's a piece of meat that falls from her body. How can she give up!