Chapter 666 Please, Help Me

Shen Zhiyu lowered his long eyelashes, covered his eyes, and said, "Just now, He Jiayi contacted me."

Xia Beiqing was taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't quite understand.

Shen Zhiyu went on to say: "He also has a research institute in Shuo Country. He told me that maybe he can find a way to heal your legs and throat. He is trying."

Hearing this, Xia Beiqing, who was still lifeless at first, suddenly lit up at the bottom of his eyes, grabbed Shen Zhiyu's arm, and looked at Shen Zhiyu with incredible eyes, desperately wanting an affirmative answer.

Shen Zhiyu nodded at him: "It's true, I'm not lying to you."

Xia Beiqing hurriedly grabbed the pen and paper, his hands trembling with excitement, and wrote crookedly.

——Teacher Shen, did you really find it?

Shen Zhiyu reached out and touched Xia Beiqing's head: "I believe in He Jiayi, if he is not sure, he will not tell me."

Xia Beiqing slowly curled the corners of his lips, and his chest heaved violently due to excitement.

Shen Zhiyu also laughed: "Are you hungry, can I get you something to eat?"

Xia Beiqing nodded vigorously, as if in the dark, he finally caught a ray of light, which held hope tightly in his palm.

"Wait for me, I'll leave right away."

Shen Zhiyu got up, walked out of the room, and when the door closed, his smile could no longer be sustained, and he leaned against the door panel weakly, his eyes behind the camera became dark and heavy.

A few days later, according to the agreed time, Shen Zhiyu came to a nearby coffee shop, and He Jiayi was already sitting in the corner.

Shen Zhiyu walked over, pulled out a chair and sat down opposite.

He Jiayi took a sip of coffee and asked, "What's the matter? We still have to meet outside."

Shen Zhiyu lowered his head: "I want to ask you something."

"Well, you say."

"Help me find a cure for Beidiao."

He Jiayi was stunned for a moment, seeing Shen Zhiyu's almost pleading appearance, and when cruel words came to his lips, He Jiayi suddenly couldn't bear to speak.

After a long silence, he sighed: "Yu Yu, it's not like you don't know that his legs and voice can't be healed. I know how you feel, but..."

"There is a way." Shen Zhiyu raised his head suddenly, and looked at He Jiayi with firm eyes: "Use my blood, it will do."

He Jiayi put down the coffee with a snap: "You're crazy!"

Realizing that she was too aggressive and attracted the attention of other guests, He Jiayi hastily lowered her voice again: "Zhi Yu, you have taken good care of him, and I know you plan to take care of him for the rest of your life, but how can you... This way!"

"If things go on like this, Beiqin will not be able to hold on. I know that my blood is special. With my blood, maybe we can really develop a medicine or method to treat Beiqin. If you don't try it, how will you know it won't work?" Shen Zhiyu tightly grasped He Jiayi's arm, as if grabbing a life-saving straw: "Jiayi, please, help me."

He Jiayi withdrew his arm, with a cold expression: "Impossible, I can help you with any favor, except this one."

Shen Zhiyu pursed his lips: "Do I really have to kneel down and beg you?"

"Zhi Yu, you..." He Jiayi said with a solemn expression, "Do you know how painful it is to draw blood for research, it might cost you half your life!"

Shen Zhiyu pulled out a pale smile: "The whole life doesn't matter."

He Jiayi was shocked by Shen Zhiyu's determination, and was speechless for a while.