Chapter 640 - It’s Better For Him to Explain Things to You Himself
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âQingcheng, is your hand hurting? Letâs get you treated.â Xiao Mingyan glared at her youngest son and Su Qianxun. Lan Qingcheng wheeled her out of the room.
Long Xixing was still unwilling to let it go. He wanted to beat Long Sijue up again. But Long Beiqing entered the room right at that moment and said, âXixing, you better think things through before doing anything. Donât allow yourself to be used as a pawn by ill-intentioned people.â
Unamused, Long Xixing glanced at Long Beiqing and said, âI did everything of my own free will. No one is using me.â
He knew what his oldest brother meant. The latter implied that Qingcheng was using him.
He liked her and that was it. What he did had nothing to do with her!
Once Long Xixing finished saying that, he left.
Long Beiqing walked in and said apologetically, âQianxun, Iâm sorry that you had to go through that.â
Su Qianxun shook her head and squatted down. She continued to ask the child questions, âYour name is Linâer, right? Can you let me take a look at you to see if youâre injured?â
Long Lin nodded happily. He grabbed Su Qianxumâs small hand, walked over to the bed and lay down on his belly. He then turned around and pointed to his own waist.
Su Qianxun sensed that there was something odd about Linâer. She glanced at Long Sijue and Long Beiqing. But she had no time to think about what struck her as odd, and she examined the childâs waist first.
She lifted Long Linâs shirt and took a look. There was a bruise on his skin. âShould we apply some ointment on him?â
Su Qianxun looked at Long Sijue anxiously.
âHeâs still young. We canât just apply any ointment on him. Itâs not a serious injury. The bruise will recover on its own. Come on, get up.â Long Sijue walked over and pulled Long Lin up from the bed. He sat the child down on his lap.
Long Lin turned and looked at Su Qianxun. He wanted her to carry him, but Long Sijue stood up right away and said, âIâm taking you to Aunt Gui.â
Long Lin furrowed his eyebrows unhappily. He lay on Long Sijueâs shoulder and kept staring at Su Qianxun with a reluctant, pleading look in his black eyes.
Seeing that, Su Qianxun felt a tightness in her heart. She said, âYoung master, let Linâer hang out here for a while.â
Long Sijue said nothing.
Long Sijue did not reply and simply left with Long Lin in his arms.âMr. Long, what is going on with Linâer? I sense that heâs a little...â
âYouâre right. Linâer was born with autism. All these years, my grandfather has been taking him all over the world for treatments and cures. His condition has improved, as you can see now. So far, even though Linâer is willing to interact with people, he still hasnât said a word,â Long Beiqing explained briefly.
Hearing what he said, Su Qianxunâs eyes lit up. Her younger brother was also born with autism. He was not as fortunate as Linâer. Even though the Su family had actively sought out methods of treatment for her younger brother, they were not as determined as Elder Long, who brought the child all over the world for his treatment.
âDoes it mean that itâs possible to cure my younger brother?â A spark of hope ignited in Su Qianxunâs heart.
âWhat about Linâerâs parents?â Su Qianxun asked curiously.
Hearing that question, Long Beiqing cleared his throat uneasily. âAbout that... you better ask Sijue. Itâs better for him to explain things to you himself. I shall leave you alone and let you rest.â
Su Qianxun watched as the man left in a hurry. She furrowed her eyebrows. It was strange. âIs Long Linâs background a secret?â
She lowered her head and thought about it for a moment. An idea flashed across his mind. âLong Beiqingâs attitude earlier on... is the boy Long Sijueâs child?â
This thought suddenly sprung up in Su Qianxunâs mind and startled her.
âMiss Su, Elder Long ordered me to bring you a set of clothes. Please change into them.â A maid walked into the room, carrying a set of beautiful new clothes in her hands.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âThank you, please thank Elder Long for me.â Su Qianxun thanked the maid politely and glanced at her own. It was covered with blood stains.