There was no response from the room.

In fact, Shen Zhiyu has long been accustomed to it. He pushed open the door. In the room, Xia Beiqing was sitting by the bed, holding a notebook and writing. When Shen Zhiyu opened the door and entered, he closed the notebook. , Tucked under the pillow.

Shen Zhiyu didn't notice his strange behavior, and said softly, "Northern Qing, I've gotten up to eat."

Xia Beiqing propped his arm and moved himself into the wheelchair a little bit. In the process, he almost fell. Shen Zhiyu hurriedly wanted to rush over, but he froze.

If you get too close, Beiqin will be angry.

Yang Shao said, try to follow him as much as possible and don't let him have too much emotion.

Xia Beiqin got into the wheelchair and pushed the wheelchair to Shen Zhiyu, but did not stop, passed him directly and left the room.

At the dining table, Xia Beiqing lowered his head, his face was gray, and he couldn't even see any color in his eyes. He was like a puppet, holding the buns to his mouth bit by bit, without taking a few bites. He put down the buns again and stopped eating.

During this period of time, his appetite has been poor and he can't eat much. The whole person quickly loses weight. Sometimes he is leaning on a wheelchair, really like a sick patient.

"Eat more." Shen Zhiyu said, looking at him.

Xia Beiqing directly ignored Shen Zhiyu and turned the direction of the wheelchair to leave.

At this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Shen Zhiyu got up to open the door, Yang Shao was standing outside.

Shen Zhiyu smiled and said hello: "Have you eaten? Do you want to be together?"

"No more." Yang Shao walked into the room and nodded towards Xia Beiqing with a smile.

Xia Beiqing did not respond, and continued to push the wheelchair into the room.

Yang Shao pointed to the room and said to Shen Zhiyu, "I'm going in first."

Shen Zhiyu nodded: "Okay."

In the room, Xia Beiqing was sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, Yang Shaoxing pushed in, pulled a chair, and sat down opposite Xia Beiqing.

He followed Xia Beiqin's line of sight and saw a dead branch outside the window. The flowers on the dead branch were withered, and the petals fell lightly in the mud, tarnishing its original color by the silt.

Yang Shao retracted his gaze and looked at the gauze wrapped around Xia Beiqi's neck.

Just a while ago, Xia Beiqing once again committed self-harm. He didn't know where to find a piece of glass and cut his neck. Fortunately, Shen Zhiyu found it in time.

Shen Zhiyu almost fell into the corner of the room, putting away anything that would allow Xia Beiqin to self-harm, and the room became a little empty.

Yang Shao smiled and asked, "How are you doing recently?"

Xia Beiqing didn't speak.

Yang Shao is also used to it.

This is the same every time you do treatment. Even if Yang Shao's mouth is dry after a few hours, Xia Beiqin may only reply two or three sentences.

Even if there are only two or three sentences, it may be helpful to his treatment.

"Is the medicine taken on time?"

In fact, Yang Shao knew that Shen Zhiyu would definitely stare at Xia Beiqing and let him take medicine.

Yang Shao babbled again, talking about some beautiful things. I don't know how long it took before Xia Beiqing finally retracted his gaze from the window.

He slowly picked up the pen and paper, wrote a few words on the paper, and handed it to Yang Shao.

——I ignore you, is that interesting?

Yang Shao said with a smile: "It is my duty to heal you, and it has nothing to do with whether it is meaningful or not."