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Chapter seven hundred and ninety third cloud surge

Twenty days have passed since we arrived in Dunhuang, and June has just entered.

On the first day, Zhao Yongqi and Xiao Baozi bought some clothes and snacks, and asked Su Qier to take them home for him and his sister. Over the past period of time, the little guy has completely let go of his guard against Zhao Yongqi and is attached to him as if he was a big brother.

Every noon, Zhao Yongqi would still take him home with a lunch box, and at night there would be a stall of kebabs. While doing business, he would hand over the secret of how to barbecue to the strong boy in front of him bit by bit.

The long-term termination also made Zhao Yongqi know Su Qier's experience. In fact, the mother and son originally had a happy family. However, more than a year ago, his father suddenly disappeared. Just when the mother and son were at a loss, a bunch of creditors came to the door, not only with the large IOU written by his father, but also the mortgage of the house was included in it.

The orphan and widowed mother are naturally no match for these creditors. Soon, the house was taken away by the creditors and the three of them were kicked out of the house. They originally thought they could live on some savings in the bank, but they didn't expect that their father was involved in financial fraud and the bank had frozen all their assets. In this way, except for a little money in his mother's name, they could be said to be penniless.

The desperate daughter, with her two children, could only build a shed with some construction waste near an abandoned factory. On weekdays, her mother went to the city to do odd jobs and finally supported a pair of children, but studying is no longer possible.

God does not follow people's wishes, and disasters never come singly. My mother didn't know whether she was overworking or was depressed. She started to bed half a year ago. The only way for the family to live was cut off. Although Su Qier was very strong, she was too young after all, and any business dared to hire such a young child. In desperation, turning over garbage to make a living has become his only way out.

After hearing these pasts, Zhao Yongqi understood why Su Qier could show a certain cultural quality and not lose her dignity. When he sighed in his heart, he naturally became more concerned about this little guy.

Xiao Baozi once asked Su Qier tentatively if someone was willing to fund him, would he be willing to go to school? But Su Qier's answer disappointed Xiao Baozi. His wish was just to help his mother cure her illness, but he still had to earn the money he spent and return it to the kind-hearted person. The implication was that he no longer wanted to waste time learning culture.

I knew the little bun that Zhao Yongqi planned, but I didn't ask further, but I was more concerned about this stubborn little beggar on weekdays.

However, Su Qier is very happy now. In addition to getting enough lunch boxes from Zhao Yongqi every day, the barbecue stall business at night is also good. Although it is a bit hard for him, the money he earns is enough to treat his mother and buy some snacks for his sister.

Many times, Su Qier himself also thinks that it is probably the luckiest thing for him to meet this handsome and always smiling brother Qi.

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At noon that day, Su Qi'er had just been sent away, returned to the crew and changed into a bright yellow dragon robe and wearing a Nine Dragon Emperor crown. Zhao Yongqi, who was extremely imposing, was about to walk to the studio where the filming indoor scene. A tall security guard ran over panting and shouted from afar: "Brother Xiao Qi, Brother Xiao Qi..."

"Brother Hao, what's wrong?" Zhao Yongqi stopped and turned his gaze to Baoquan. A little bun in a costume of a concubine beside him couldn't help but stop and wait and see.

"Little...little beggar..." Brother Hao paused, finally regained his anger, and said like a cannon: "The little beggar who comes every day is holding a little girl and saying that he wants you to save them."

"Hmm?!" Zhao Yongqi was stunned and turned around and said to Zi Ye who was following nearby, "Sister Ye Zi, go and bring my golden needle!" After that, without waiting for Zi Ye to respond, he lifted up the front of his dragon robe and rushed towards the crew gate.

Seeing Zhao Yongqi running away, Xiao Baozi grabbed his skirt with both hands, frowned and ran over quickly. The members of the makeup team who were still stunned looked at each other and immediately followed. In an instant, dozens of people rushed towards the crew's door with Zhao Yongqi first.

Zhao Yongqi, with sharp eyes, just turned to the road directly to the gate, and saw a little girl lying in front of Su Qier kneeling on the ground. Just from the clothes he bought himself from the little girl, he could tell that this must be the sister Su Qier said.

"Boy, what's going on?" Zhao Yongqi frowned and asked immediately, then looked at the little girl lying on the ground unconscious.

Seeing Zhao Yongqi's decoration, Su Qier knew that this was a dragon robe that the emperor could wear. She said silly with tears in a moment: "Brother Qi, you..."

Seeing that Su Qier did not answer his question, Zhao Yongqi looked back at him. Seeing that he was staring at his outfit, he couldn't help but frowned and shouted: "I'll ask you what's going on?"

The silence of the crying sounded as if Su Qier had thought of her sister's life and death. She immediately cried and said, "I don't know. I'll go back with you today, and after I put it down at home, I'll go to the city to buy medicine. But when I came back, my mother and sister fainted. I don't know what to do, so I can only bring my sister here to find you. Brother Qi, save them."

When Zhao Yongqi heard that there was Su Qier's mother, he frowned. At this moment just now, he had already pinched his thin arm and made a preliminary judgment that the situation was very bad.

"Brother Qi, what's wrong?" A little bun wearing luxurious decoration ran to Zhao Yongqi in a panting, looking at the little girl in front of him, frowned and looked nervous.

The decoration of the little bun attracted Su Qier's attention again. He was a smart child. At this moment, he looked at Zhao Yongqi's dragon robe and the concubine's costume of Xiao Baozi. In addition, other staff members who caught up with him surrounded Zhao Yongqi, one little brother and another little brother, and he immediately understood Zhao Yongqi's identity. However, before he could speak in surprise, he was attracted by Zhao Yongqi's voice.

"If that's right, it should be organic pesticide poisoning." Zhao Yongqi frowned and said, "Drooling, pupils shrink, sweating a lot, breathing weakly, accompanied by irregular muscle beating and mild twitching. These symptoms are very similar to moderate toxic pesticide poisoning in organic pesticides like DDT. I want to wash her stomach immediately, otherwise she will be in danger if she can't wait for the ambulance."

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