Chapter 642 (1/2)

In the early morning, Xia Beiqing wakes up from his sleep. Subconsciously, he reaches out to the side and touches the cold sheets and empty quilt. He opens his eyes and finds that Shen Zhiyu is no longer there.

The sound of dishes and chopsticks sounded outside the room.

Xia Bei leaned his arms and stood up. He just wanted to ring the bell at the head of the bed, but he stopped. After thinking for a while, he drew his hand back, stretched his body, pulled the wheelchair to the bedside, and then moved himself up bit by bit.

In the kitchen, Shen Zhiyu was cooking porridge. Suddenly he heard the sound of opening the door. He turned his head and saw Xia Beiqing coming out of the room in a wheelchair.

Shen Zhiyu immediately put down his spoon, walked over, squatted down in front of Xia Beiqing, put his hand on his knee, and said, ”why don't you ring the bell and get up by yourself?”

Xia Beiqing points to the kitchen.

Shen Zhiyu said with a smile, ”I'm cooking porridge. It should be ready. Wait a minute.”

Shen Zhiyu got up and went into the kitchen, scooped a bowl, then went back to Xia Beiqing again and asked, ”do you want to eat by yourself?”

Xia Beiqing nodded.

So Shen Zhiyu handed the bowl to Xia Beiqing.

Xia Beiqing took it and put a spoon into his mouth. The hot porridge slipped through his throat. In a moment, he stopped. The spoon in his hand fell into the bowl with a bang, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Shen Zhi was shocked: ”what's the matter with the North tilt? Isn't porridge good? ”

As if frightened, Xia Beiqing suddenly overturned the bowl in his hand, smashed it on the ground and broke it into pieces. All the porridge in it was spilled out.

Shen Zhiyu found something wrong: ”incline to the North...”