Chapter 506: Xiao Bao's Strange Behavior

t happened.Lu Hanchuan was in a meeting at the moment. Upon hearing this, his handsome face instantly turned frigid to its core, and even the air in the conference room grew colder.Everyone looked at..."I'm already back at the hotel," Fu Xiaoyao replied to herself, pouring a glass of red wine and taking a sip.

Shao Sian pushed his glasses up. “That’s good, I was thinking if you were still at the company, I could pick up Xiao Bao and swing by to pick you up too.”

"Thank you for your trouble." Fu Xiaoyao smiled.

Shao Sian leaned back on the backrest, "Where did I put in any effort, this is what I should do. Alright Xiaoyao, we'll talk later, I have patients coming."

"Well, goodbye!" Fu Xiaoyao bid farewell.

"Goodbye!" Shao Sian also replied.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Xiaoyao put down her glass, propped herself up on the sofa and stood up, hopping back to her room on one leg.

Just as she finished changing into a new outfit, the doorbell rang.

Fu Xiaoyao jumped over and opened the door. Standing outside was a waiter in a hotel uniform.

"Hello, Miss, I am Mr. Lu's arrangement to take care of you." the waiter greeted proactively.

Fu Xiaoyao turned her body sideways, "Come in."

The waiter nodded and walked into the room, then handed her what he had brought. "Miss Shi, this is something Mr. Lu specially asked our hotel to prepare for you."

"Huh" Fu Xiaoyao curiously turned her head and saw that the waiter was actually holding a cane.

She just didn't see it.

"Did Mr. Lu have you prepare this" Fu Xiaoyao asked.

The waiter replied, "Yes."

Fu Xiaoyao received the cane with a complex expression and tucked it under her arm. With the support of the cane, her body, which had little balance, instantly stabilized, and she no longer feared tripping and falling while hopping on one leg.

"He's quite careful, isn't he" Fu Xiaoyao said softly.

The waiter, unable to help himself, chimed in, "Yes, Mr. Lu is very attentive. This cane was specially requested by Mr. Lu. He asked us to choose one with soft support so that it wouldn't hurt your armpit when tucked under your arm. Miss Shi, Mr. Lu is really good to you."

"Is that so" Fu Xiaoyao smiled faintly, letting out two words.

The waiter didn't know what she meant, nor did he ask. He followed behind her, waiting for her instructions.

Fu Xiaoyao didn't want anyone hovering around her all the time, so she sent the attendant to the kitchen to cook. She found a moment of peace for herself in the living room.

When the waiter had finished cooking, she told him to leave.

With her cane, she could walk just fine and no longer needed anyone to take care of her.

4 p.m.

Shao Sini came back as promised to pick up Xiao Bao.

Seeing Fu Xiaoyao leaning on a crutch, Xiao Bao's face turned cold. He lowered his head and walked into the room, leaving Fu Xiaoyao and Shao Sian standing at the doorway, staring at each other.

"Little Bao, what's wrong" Fu Xiaoyao looked at Little Bao's small figure and was a little puzzled.

Shao Si Nian touched his chin and guessed, "Xiao Bao seems to be angry."

"Angry" Fu Xiaoyao was stunned.

Shao Si Nian nodded. "It seems like it, but I'm not sure if that's actually the case. After all, autistic children are emotionally reserved, some even have no emotions at all. So I can't say for sure if Xiao Bao is angry."

"Maybe you're right." Fu Xiaoyao ushered Shao Si Nian in.

As the two walked into the living room, they continued their conversation.

Xiaobao's autism has been improving recently, hasn't it Although he still can't cry, laugh, speak, or express emotions, the other day I was able to guess that he was shy through his body language.

"Shy" Shao Sinian was surprised.

"He's right," Fu Xiaoyao hummed, "It was him who called my mom using a note that time. So when you said just now that Xiao Bao might be angry, I thought about his appearance carefully and found that his steps were much faster than usual. Maybe he really is angry."

I just don't know what he's getting upset about.

"I'm a little uneasy. Why don't you sit here for a bit while I check the room"

After saying that, Fu Xiaoyao put Xiao Bao's schoolbag down and walked toward Xiao Bao's room.

"Xiao Bao, Mommy's coming in" Fu Xiaoyao knocked on Xiao Bao's door and then twisted the handle to go inside.

The room was pitch black, Fu Xiaoyao turned on the light.

The lights illuminated everything in the room. Fu Xiaoyao saw Xiao Bao's small figure huddled behind the curtains, and her heart clenched suddenly.

Xiao Bao hasn't been curled up behind the curtains like this in a year.

But now Xiaobao is doing this again, which means that Xiaobao's autism has suddenly returned to the state it was in a year ago.

"Xiaobao!" Fu Xiaoyao turned up the volume and walked over, pulling open the curtains.

Xiaobao's small body was completely exposed.

He sat on the ground, his two arms wrapped around his knees, his small head buried deeply in his knees. The whole person seemed to have lost his soul.

Such a little treasure, even Fu Xiaoyao's outstretched hand trembled.

"Xiaobao..." Fu Xiaoyao softly called out to Xiaobao, placing her hand on his shoulder and then pulling him close, enveloping his small body in her arms.

"Xiaobao, tell mommy, what's wrong with you" Fu Xiaoyao asked in a trembling voice.

Xiaobao showed no reaction, as if he hadn't heard anything.

Fu Xiaoyao tightened her arms, holding Xiao Bao closer. "Xiao Bao, don't be afraid, Mommy is here. Tell Mommy, does Xiao Bao have something that makes him unhappy"

Little Bao still did not react.

Fu Xiaoyao panicked, her voice choked with tears. "Xiaobao, don't scare your mother, she's so worried about you..."

One year ago, Xiaobao's autism was the most severe.

That was almost a shell without a soul.

Later, the doctor suggested that she, as the mother, put aside all her work and devote herself to accompanying Xiao Bao. Maybe Xiao Bao's condition could improve.

As it turned out, the doctor was right. She put everything else aside and spent half a year making Xiao Bao's eyes sparkle again, bringing him to where he is now. So how could she possibly let him go back to the way he was a year ago

"Xiao Bao..." Fu Xiaoyao was truly frightened now, and she started to sob softly.

Xiaobao heard her sobs, and slightly raised his head. In his originally empty and silent eyes, there was a faint glimmer.

Fu Xiaoyao saw this, hurriedly stopping her sobs, trembling as she held up Xiao Bao's face, "Xiao Bao, you...you're alright"

Xiaobao's little mouth moved, he loosened his grip on his knees, reached out to touch her injured ankle, and looked at her.

Fu Xiaoyao suddenly realized something and tentatively asked, "Is Xiao Bao worried about Mom's foot"

Xiao Bao blinked his eyes.

Fu Xiaoyao knew this was Xiao Bao's reply to her, and she broke into a smile. "So Xiao Bao, you were just worried about Mom that's why you weren't happy"

Xiao Bao blinked again.

Fu Xiaoyao was truly excited now, she fiercely kissed her son's soft little face.

That's great, Xiaobao is fine and hasn't gone back to the way he was a year ago.

Xiaobao is just a little depressed because he's worried about her and doesn't know how to express it.

“Xiao Bao is such a good boy. Xiao Bao must be worried about Mommy, but don't worry, Xiao Bao. Mommy is fine. I just twisted my ankle. It will be better in a few days. If you don't believe me, you can poke me and see if it hurts. If Mommy doesn't hurt, then Xiao Bao has to believe what Mommy says, okay” Fu Xiaoyao talked to her son softly.

Xiao Bao seemed to be persuaded, and he really reached out to poke her where she was twisted.

He poked her and then looked at Fu Xiaoyao's expression, wanting to see if she would be in pain.

But Fu Xiaoyao kept smiling, showing no pain whatsoever.

"Xiaobao, look, Mommy isn't in pain, it means Mommy's injury isn't serious and will get better soon. Xiaobao, don't be sad, okay" Fu Xiaoyao rubbed Xiaobao's nose. Xiaoyao showed no reaction, he panicked and loudly shouted: "Doctor Shao, Doctor Shao, help!" Shao Sian was in his office looking over patient files. When he heard the shout, he first thought the voi...