Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 213 The Poor Autistic Little One ([-])

She also brought back two strangers.

He knew that these were her classmates.

But when he saw her laughing with others in his calm heart, it seemed to nourish the most evil flower.

He hates those two people.

He also knew what the boy was thinking.

So he opened that door.

So when the boy fell, he deliberately moved forward.

He had to make the little girl feel that it was her own fault, and let the little girl know that he loved him.

The huge clock was ticking, and the pain in his body invaded all his sanity bit by bit.

He is in so much pain.

The painful bones are trembling.

With a slight bang, the beautiful and delicate boy fell to the carpet.

His face was pale, and sweat was dripping from his forehead.

Tan Sang knew that he was ill.

Human touch is like a time bomb, a little bit of pain will eventually accumulate huge energy and explode.

She hurried to the cabinet.

She accidentally fell down twice because of the dim light.

Called.

Soon, the old man arrived, with a doctor beside him.

The doctor holds a first aid kit in his hand.

Quickly sedated Jiang Zhun, trying not to touch his skin.

At this moment, the boy is like a fragile and delicate glass doll. He is wearing a white silk shirt, and his black eyelashes tremble slightly.

Tan Sang looked at the old man with a firm back squatting on the ground, his cloudy eyes seemed to be about to overflow with tears.

He said cautiously, "Ah Huai, take a look at Grandpa."

Rough hands were placed by the bed, but they did not touch the boy.

The doctor next to him gave him a sedative, just observing the reaction of the man on the bed.

Then, I heard the doctor say to Grandpa Jiang: "The situation is basically stable."

He comforted the master and said a few more words, "It's okay, the situation is still optimistic."

Compared with the most serious one.

The doctor clearly remembered that Jiang Zhun committed suicide that time, almost turning himself into a vegetative state.

The old man knew what was going on when he heard it, and his hands shook.

old voice:

"Tell me the truth, how serious is his condition?"

The doctor also sighed. As a doctor who has treated him for so many years, he knows his situation very well.

That beautiful boy, such a vivid life was about to disappear.

"According to Jiang Zhun's situation, he has severe autism and Asperger's syndrome, he resists contact with outsiders, and..."

The doctor paused when he said this.

"In the past few years that I have been treating Jiang Zhun, he has committed suicide five times. No one can guarantee his subsequent condition."

Grandpa Jiang was on the verge of fainting with his cane on. Fortunately, the butler next to him supported him.

At this time, Jiang Zhun, who had kept his eyes closed, moved his eyelids.

Open it in the next second.

His gaze swept over the people present, and finally, he fell on Tan Sang who was standing at the door.

Tan Sang also noticed his gaze, and he gave a hand that was about to steal candy, and took a step back with the whole person, and smiled awkwardly.

He didn't notice that she was stealing candy, did he?

Jiang Zhun pulled the quilt on his body and closed his eyes in pain.

When I closed my eyes, I saw the little girl's white and tender face, with a nervous and frightened expression.

He knew that the little girl was afraid of his damn disease.

For the first time, Jiang Zhun felt that the little girl in front of him was annoying.

Because, that step she took back made his heart ache a little.

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Babies, I seem to be stuck again.

This is the first time I try to write such a character with autism.

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