This girl is really heartbreaking.

Butler Sun liked Ye Jiaqi very much at the first time and thought she was kind and sincere, and she was sincere to anyone she was not fighting or robbing.

But why do good people fail to get good rewards? Ye Jiaqi has to endure such pain.

Thinking of this, Butler Sun hugged her tighter and carefully avoided her wounds.

Ye Jiaqi buried his head in Butler Sun's arms and cried into tears.

"Miss Ye, if you don't cry, you won't cry anymore, you will be fine..."

"Lie to me..." Ye Jiaqi choked up, "You all lied to me... Are he... dead..."

Butler Sun paused his hand and shook his head: "It's nothing, don't think about it. I stewed pork rib soup for you. It's good for the wound and it's also your favorite drink."

"I have no appetite..."

"You didn't eat much when you woke up. This won't work. In two days, your chin became thinner." Butler Sun looked at her with distress.

It was really a night of weight loss.

Butler Sun helped Ye Jiaqi up from the ground and let her sit on the bed.

Ye Jiaqi's face was covered with tears, his eyes were dull, his eyes were distracted, and he didn't know where he looked, but it seemed that he didn't look anywhere.

Butler Sun felt distressed but had no choice but to help Ye Jiaqi serve soup.

Ribs and corn soup is sweet and soft, with only fragrance and no greasiness.

"Miss Ye, you only drank some porridge in the morning. This won't work. Take care of your health as soon as possible and recover your injuries."

Ye Jiaqi didn't say anything and said nothing.

Butler Sun sighed in his heart, put a sip of soup with a spoon, gently blew the heat, and fed it to Ye Jiaqi: "I'll feed you."

Ye Jiaqi opened his mouth, but there were not many expressions on his face.

When Butler Sun saw her like this, he felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to cry.

When Mr. Qiao was here, she was so happy. She smiled brightly every day, and even if she didn't go out, she could find happiness.

How could such a simple girl have to let her bear these things that she should not bear?

Butler Sun fed her soup, but Ye Jiaqi didn't refuse at all, but just drank it mechanically.

Butler Sun feeds her a sip and she takes a sip.

A bowl of soup was quickly drunk half of it.

Butler Sun put Qiao Chengfan's little tiger in her arms: "Ms. Ye, I think you like the little master's things very much, so I brought them to you."

Ye Jiaqi lowered his head, and some light flashed in his eyes.

She stretched out her hand and lowered her head to the little tiger's head.

It was not until this time that Ye Jiaqi's lips moved, as if he was smiling.

She held the little tiger and refused to let go.

"When I went to the cinema to watch a movie, I bought it for Xiaofanfan." Ye Jiaqi lowered his head and said softly, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was talking to Butler Sun.

Butler Sun quickly responded: "It's very cute, the young master likes it very much, right?"

"Yeah." Ye Jiaqi nodded, "He likes it very much."

"Then I can give it to him next time I see the young master."

"Next time..." Ye Jiaqi murmured, and the focal length of his pupils began to dissipate again, bit by bit, and could not gather.

"When the time comes, we will buy some other toys. I see a toy shop next to the hospital. Why don't we go and have a look in the afternoon?" Butler Sun coaxed Ye Jiaqi.

Ye Jiaqi hugged the little tiger and gently pressed the little tiger's fluff with his fingers.
Chapter completed!