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Master Qiu had no choice but to agree. When Miao Songyuan went to school, Master Qiu walked to the bedside with a bowl of white water noodles. When he saw Chu Xi who was still scratching his itch with one hand, he looked at him suspiciously.

Originally, I wanted to speak loudly, but in the end I found that the children were deaf, no matter how loud I spoke, I still couldn’t hear them, so I picked up a notebook to write and communicate.

"You have a wound, you can't eat oil, you can't eat chili, there is salt in the noodles,"

"Thank you," Chu Xi said with some embarrassment. He knew that he was injured and asked for money to see a doctor. He has nothing now.

"Seeing that you have been scratching your arm and back, is it inflamed? Does it hurt?"

Lord Qiu continued to ask, he wrote slowly, Chu Xi obediently held the big bowl, and ate the noodles in small bites, but in fact there was no taste in his mouth,

But I'm sorry to let the old man bother, I eat very seriously, there is no sound of sucking,

"Itches, a little pain," Chu Xi pulled up his sleeves to show Master Qiu, the clothes he was wearing were new ones bought by Master Qiu, and he had never worn them once.

The sleeves were pulled up, and there were patches of red rashes all over the tender arms. They were scratched by hands, and now they are a little swollen.

Lord Qiu took a closer look, then reached out to touch the clothes Chu Xi was wearing, and smiled helplessly. Seeing the child looking at him suspiciously, he wrote in his notebook,

"You're allergic to this dress,"

Master Qiu at the back didn't say that the back of Chu Xi's arms turned red from the rubbing of Chu Xi's thin skin and tender, newly bought polyester clothes.

I don't know who is raising such a delicate child. The pure polyester clothes cost him nearly two hundred yuan, but on this child, his skin can't bear it.

Chu Xi tilted his head, blinked his bright eyes, scratched his arms again, and smiled innocently, "It seems to happen sometimes, it will be fine soon," he himself was not too worried.

He seriously finished eating the white water noodles in front of him, and finished the soup. Master Qiu saw that he was very well-behaved, smiled and took out the ointment for him to apply himself, and continued to write and ask,

"Son, where is your home? Ask your family to pick you up. I'm a health center. I don't have a good environment, and I can't help you too much,"

Chu Xi answered the previous words obediently, but this time he was at a loss, then shook his head,

In this way, Master Qiu thought that he could get out because he had trouble with his family, so he carefully enlightened him,

But Chu Xi still shook his head, Master Qiu wanted to wait for the child to relax, but he heard Chu Xi say: "I forgot..., don't you know?"

He asked with some anticipation and some fear, but Lord Qiu was more surprised than him, and then turned serious again, asking Chu Xi several questions one after another, Chu Xi shook his head,

I don’t remember the name, why I was injured, I don’t remember, do you know where I am now?don't know

"You...," Master Qiu couldn't help but,

Just when Miao Songyuan came back from school, Lord Qiu told Miao Songyuan in front of Chu Xi that Chu Xi didn't remember anything, why don't he call the police and let the police send him back.

Miao Songyuan talked about the news that he went to the computer today and checked the news on the Internet. There was no news about Chu Xi on the Internet, but there was news of some traffickers arresting and selling people.

"Master Qiu, his injury is probably caused by someone else, or he rolled down the mountain. Someone is probably chasing him. Now hand him over, for fear that it will return to those people. I will pay attention to it." Search notices."

Chu Xi sat on the side of the bed obediently, shaking her short legs, and looked at the two obediently, with moist eyes looking at them,

He doesn't look scheming at all, even if his head is covered with gauze, just by looking at those eyes, he will think he is very beautiful,

Miao Songyuan took people home, and wrote on the way to tell the situation at home, and told Chu Xi not to worry, he would find his family for him,

"Thank you, Brother Songyuan," he nodded with a smile, wearing ill-fitting shoes, and followed behind Miao Songyuan.

The rainy season in Jiangming City didn't stop, but it got worse and worse. Someone was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the phone in his hand.

Rubbing the person on the screen with the thumb again and again, it was a boy with a warm smile and cute baby fat on his cheeks,

As soon as the screen went dark, it was turned on again. Back and forth, the air was terribly quiet. There was no light in the dark room. The only light was the light from the phone screen.

"Where are you,"