intangible heritage

Qin Rong couldn't believe what Wei Yuanzhi said, but he couldn't refuse to listen to it either.

Why did he give the address of Mingci Hospital?What secret did Jiang Xun leave in Mingci Hospital?How did these connect with his pheromones?

One by one, there is no clue, and there is nothing to connect.

Perhaps, only by going to Mingci Hospital can we get a glimpse of the secret Wei Yuanzhi said.

But his fever period is approaching, and this matter can only be shelved temporarily.

The next morning, Fu Lin called him to ask him if he was invited to participate in Donglin's 110th anniversary celebration.

Qin Rong glanced at the date, and by then the fever period would have passed, so he should come down.

febrile period.

Qin Rong recited it silently in his mouth, and the glands at the back of his neck felt like telepathy, and wave after wave of heat surged up.

He unbuttoned the cuff button and rolled it a few times, exposing a section of his arm, as white as mutton fat jade, but it's a pity that new wounds overlapped old wounds, which ruined countless beauty.

He looked at it, and there was almost no good skin on his arm, and this time he didn't know where to go.

Jiang Xun said that he was worried that he would take advantage of others, so he didn't want him to stay in the Qin residence.

He leaned back in the chair, leaned his head back, and let out a long sigh.

Why is he worried about this?

He was afraid that Jiang Xun would find that the inhibitors could not control his fever at all.

He was afraid that Jiang Xun would find out...

Forget it.

Qin Rong got up, rolled back his sleeves, buttoned his cuff buttons back habitually, and covered all his flesh and blood under the cloth again.

Even though there is no one in Qin's residence at this moment, this habit is like eating and sleeping, engraved into Qin Rong's bones.

Opening the drawer, Qin Rong took out a shot of the inhibitor, and was about to push it into his body, when the mobile phone placed on the table suddenly vibrated violently.

Qin Rong froze, then put down the suppressant, picked up the phone, and the word Sun Xiu was displayed on the screen, probably because the bell rang one after another, accompanied by an anxious smell.

Before he could speak, a panicked and choked voice came from the other side, "Qin, Mr. Qin, my child, no, my child,"

Just by hearing the voice, Qin Rong could imagine Sun Xiusheng crying. He said in a deep voice, "Don't cry, speak slowly, what's wrong with the child?"

When he went to visit Sun Xiu yesterday, he also took a look at the baby who looked like an ugly monkey. It turned pink and exuded cuteness, so there must be no physical problems.

But it is definitely not a small problem to make Sun Xiu come to him in a hurry.

Sun Xiu cried so hard that he could hardly breathe, he said intermittently: "Yes, it's Brother Wei, he took the child away, I can't contact him, and I can't find him either."

Sun Xiu could no longer speak properly, and kept repeating those few words. During this period, Qin Rong picked up his clothes and quickly injected an inhibitor. While holding the phone, he kept covering up The alpha pheromone in his body was attached to the glands on his back. He passed the car keys and ran out in big strides. He covered the receiver and tried his best to let his voice be heard clearly, "Are you still in the confinement center?"

But there was only non-stop crying on the other end of the phone.

Qin Rong lowered his voice, almost growling, "Sun Xiu! Don't cry!"

This roar stunned Sun Xiu. He had never heard such a harsh voice from Qin Rong.

Qin Rong knew it was working, and he said again: "It's useless to cry now, tell me, where are you now?"

"In, outside, I don't know where?"

Qin Rong asked: "Did you go out alone?"

"Brother Wei took me out,"

Qin Rong frowned, why did Sun Xiu go out with Wei Yuanzhi, he was clearly so afraid of Wei Yuanzhi, but now is not the time to pursue this, "You have Fu Lin's WeChat, right?"

"right……"

Qin Rong opened the car door, "Send him the location, and he will pick you up."

He asked again, "Why did the child disappear?"

"The confinement center called me, saying," Sun Xiu choked up again, "that the child was picked up by his father."

Qin Rong frowned, in disbelief: "Without your consent?"

"Brother Wei sent me here yesterday..."

So Yuezi took it for granted that Wei Yuanzhi was from Sun Xiu's family.

Qin Rong took a deep breath, and suppressed the impulse to scold the confinement center for being irresponsible, "Did you call the police?"

"It's useless, it's useless..."

Why didn't the three words come out, Qin Rong suddenly turned around, "Is the child really his?"

"……Correct."

Qin Rong rubbed his brows, "You are waiting here for Fu Lin to pick you up, and I will handle the rest."

In an instant, Qin Rong cleared his mind and understood the reason why Sun Xiu made this call.

He couldn't get in touch with Wei Yuanzhi, but Qin Rong could. As long as he found Jiang Xun, he wouldn't have to worry about not being able to find Wei Yuanzhi.

Qin Rong first took out Wei Yuanzhi's business card and tried to make a call, but the result was as expected.

Then he called Jiang Xun several times, but no one answered. He went to the night, and the person in charge told him that Jiang Xun hadn't been here for a while.

After bumping into walls one after another, Qin Rong realized that he didn't even know where Jiang Xun lived after leaving the Qin residence.

If one day Jiang Xun disappeared, Qin Rong would be nowhere to be found, and a sense of powerlessness would arise spontaneously.

Only three hours after the inhibitor was administered, the glands faintly flared up again. He bent down in discomfort, and after a while, he took out a shot of the inhibitor and pushed his body again.

The hot water was soaked by a little cold water, temporarily stopping the boiling, but it also meant that the next boiling would come even faster.

Qin Rong took a breath and straightened his waist. Suddenly, he thought of another person who might be able to find Jiang Xun.

After spending a lot of effort to contact Song Mengsheng, I got the address from Song Mengsheng. After arriving at the place, it was getting late and the sun was hanging far away in the sky.

This is an old city area. Demolition and relocation have been talked about for decades, but there has been no action for a long time. It is hidden under tall buildings, dark and humid.

When Song Mengsheng heard this address, he felt familiar, and he didn't remember it until he saw the familiar streets and alleys.

He spent the years before he was ten years old here, and his joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys were carved into every inch of the land here.

But he had no time to think about the past at this time. Following the house number, he found the residence where Jiang Xun lived—a small bungalow that had been in disrepair for a long time. Because the area was too dilapidated, almost no one still lived here.

The doorbell rang for a long time, but no one came to open the door.

Qin Rong frowned, did Song Mengsheng give the wrong address?

He turned around and left, just as he took half a step, there was a tooth-piercing sound of the door opening behind him.

As soon as Jiang Xun pushed open the door, looking at the familiar figure outside, most of the anger of being woken up disappeared, "Brother?"

The eagerness to find someone disappeared at this moment, but what followed was an indescribable obscurity.

He couldn't explain that when no one opened the door, there was joy hidden deep in his heart, maybe Song Mengsheng was just as happy, and Jiang Xun didn't value him too much.

Qin Rong restrained this untimely thought, "Where is Wei Yuanzhi?"

Jiang Xun narrowed his eyes, and pulled him in, "What are you looking for, Old Wei?"

As soon as people came in, he immediately closed the door.

If he remembered correctly, Qin Rong was about to have a fever, and he dared to go out at this critical moment.

Qin Rong pursed his lips, he couldn't help concealing the current situation, even if he didn't tell, Jiang Xun would know about it when he found Wei Yuanzhi.

"He took Sun Xiu's child away."

Jiang Xun, however, seemed to have known it for a long time, so he said lightly, and then he raised his eyebrows, a little unhappy, "Just because of this? Do you know how dangerous you are now?"

Seeing Jiang Xun's reaction, Qin Rong knew that the two were acting out of anger. He looked straight at Jiang Xun, "Wei Yuanzhi has no reason to take away Sun Xiu's child."

Jiang Xun frowned displeasedly. He lowered his head and sniffed Qin Rong's neck. The rich orange blossom fragrance concealed his familiar smell, "Your fever period is coming soon, right?"

The warm breath made Qin Rong tremble all over, and he pushed Jiang Xun away, "No matter what happened between him and Sun Xiu, the child is only full-term now, and there is no way to leave Sun Xiu, even for the sake of the child, Wei Yuanzhi shouldn't Take the child away."

"Tsk," Jiang Xun watched Qin Rong's movements irritably, "What kind of ecstasy soup did Sun Xiu give you? To make you so interested in him?"

Qin Rong pursed his lips tightly, and there was a trace of pity in his eyes. He knew that there were many secrets hidden behind Sun Xiu that he didn't know, but that face was too similar, as if the existence of this person was just for him to make up for the flaws in his father. Unfortunately, he really couldn't remain indifferent to Sun Xiu.

Jiang Xun waved his hands impatiently, too lazy to circle around, "Okay, don't make such an expression, Old Wei won't do anything to the child, let Sun Xiu relax, the child will go back before tomorrow."

The good mood of seeing Qin Rong for the first time was completely ruined, Jiang Xun thought, Qin Rong refused him to go back to Qin's house during the febrile period, but he ran to him during the febrile period because of Sun Xiu.

Even Sun Xiu is more important than him?

What is he in Qin Rong's heart?

Qin Rong asked: "Really?"

"Ah."

Qin Rong was puzzled: "What is he doing for?"

Jiang Xun twitched the corners of his lips sarcastically, "In order to let Sun Xiu'an take care of himself."

"what--"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Xun covered Qin Rong's lips impatiently. He didn't want to hear Qin Rong say another word about Sun Xiu, and pushed him onto the sofa with his arms around him. Looking down at Qin Rong in his arms, he stretched out his hand to press Qin Rong's glands, "Isn't this brother who sent it to you?"