Chapter 1871： Tracking (1)

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However, the attention of the people nearby was still attracted, and he looked at the young man with a complicated face while he was holding a box in his hand, and he muttered in a low voice. +++Mobile reading visit m.novelhall.com

Morrie read in a low voice and realized that something seemed to be wrong. He suddenly concentrated his attention and carefully determined what he was holding. Then he suddenly realized that his cheeks were red and hot, and he hurriedly stuffed things back. .

Although it had been lost, Morrie still felt very hot.

Faintly, it seemed to notice a soft click.

Morrie's gaze peeked over, just to see his teacher's face, there was no expression, but Morrie seemed to have a feeling, it seemed that it was his voice just now.

He was laughing at himself.

He saw it.

Morrie bowed his head and clenched his hands, only feeling that he had never been so stupid.

But... forget it, it doesn't matter.

It was not the first time that I was so stupid in front of him, but, once, more stupid than once.

Morrie hurriedly finished the payment and left, as if running away.

Bo Yi glanced at the back of Mori leaving with a very weak gaze, then glanced at the box of (成cheng) people (用yong) products placed at the cash register. He couldn't see anything different under his eyes. (color).

It seems that nothing can make any waves here.

Bo Yi went out of the supermarket. The low-key Phaeton car was full of snacks, and a kitty jumping alive on it. It was white and small. After Xiangxiang was tired, he lay on top of a teddy bear. The paws grabbed the wool above.

The car left.

At this time, a figure slowly walked out from a dark place near the supermarket.

Morrie watched the car drive away and took a deep breath, always feeling a little unwilling to do what to do.

For scholarship matters, he has to wait for a word to see if he will let him report the plagiarism of the quiz. That is a lot of money, more than the hard-earnings of several part-time jobs in private.

At this moment, the taxi on the side of the road just got off the guests and was empty.

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Within a short time, Bo Yi arrived at a place——**State First Hospital.

Bo Yi parked the car, carrying a lot of fruits and snacks in his hand, holding a Teddy in his other hand and walking to the hospital, where he went to the psychiatric department.

This time, it was eight o'clock in the evening, and there were not many people.

In an elegant and quiet ward, a little girl was lying on the (bed chuang), quietly. The inside was fully equipped, but the little girl didn’t see anything. A lady nurse was helping her to dress her forehead. medicine.

After seeing Bo Yi from the outside, he knocked on the door and entered.

As soon as he came in, he said lightly to the nurse inside, "Go and ask expert Marui for trouble."

The nurse nodded immediately and went out.

Only then did Bo Yi set his sights on the sick (bed chuang), in the pocket of his knee-length coat, suddenly a small white head came out (exposed), and Xiangxiang's little paws grabbed his coat pocket and saw ( The little **** the bed chuang, meowed, suddenly jumped out of his clothes, jumped twice, and flexibly jumped onto the (bed chuang).

Then he nestled beside her and licked her little hand.

Bo Yi put the things in her hand aside, took the teddy bear in her hand and placed it next to her, then stretched out her hand to help her deal with the wound that was not completely wrapped.

The little **** (bed chuang) is only six or seven years old. She is awake, but she doesn't speak or move. There are some bruise marks on her body, and the wound on her forehead has not disappeared.

〔Author Jun: It's buried again, good night babies, a good night's dream. 〕