The Scumbag of Fast Transmigration Guide to Self-Help

Chapter 380 Setting 33 The Hypocritical Seriously Ill Brother (6)

What Zhu Mu received was a pearl necklace, which she added to the shopping cart for a long time but was not willing to buy it.

Her son's illness is very expensive, and her husband is the only one working at home, so she always saves money when she can.

I just occasionally open the shopping software to look at this pearl necklace and imagine what it looks like when I own it.

"This child..." Her eye circles were red and red again.

This child is more careful than she imagined.

The gift I wish my father received was the latest electric razor.

The family put all their energy and money into their son's illness, and dared not spend money on themselves.

The razor he has been using before was bought when he was in love with his wife 20 years ago. Because it has been used for too long, its performance has deteriorated a lot.

"I like this gift very much." Father Zhu held the smooth razor and smiled gently at his wife.

"Where does this child get so much money?" Zhu's mother held her husband's hand, and there was an inquiring look in her moved eyes.

Father Zhu was also puzzled.

"Shall we ask now?"

"No, son is asleep. We can't wake him."

"My son doesn't want a kidney transplant, what should I do in the future? Should I watch him wait to die?"

"Respect the child's opinion. He has lived hard enough."

"But he is our only son."

"Our daughter is also our child. We cannot keep sacrificing our daughter's happiness for our son. This is too selfish." Zhu's father couldn't bear his daughter to continue to pay, and it was rare to persuade his wife.

"She donated a kidney..." Mother Zhu didn't continue, because she remembered what she had promised her son to keep.

"Alas...it's also the child Yuan Jin who has a hard life." Zhu's father hugged his wife tightly and sighed softly.

At this moment, Yuan Jin in the room could no longer breathe.

"Hmm..." Lying on the bed, he tightly covered his kidneys with his hands, and his already fair complexion became more and more transparent.

When he was in the hospital, he was almost overwhelmed.

In the movie theater, he endured even harder.

After returning home, his patience had reached its limit.

No, no, if I go to the hospital now, my parents will definitely force my sister to donate a kidney to him.

Yuan Jin closed her eyes tightly, tightly pressed her abdomen, curled up in the corner of the bed, bit her lip and endured the pain.

I don't know how long it took, but the pajamas he was wearing were soaked with sweat, and the pain gradually subsided.

The process of patience was too hard, so he didn't notice that there was an extra guest in his room.

Zhu Langqing, who sneaked into the room to thank him, just saw him falling ill, and at that moment a vicious thought came to his mind--if only he died silently like this.

However, such a thought only flashed for a moment, and was severely dispelled by her.

She wanted to help him, but she didn't know what she could do.

It was at this time that she realized that she actually knew very little about him.

She had been on the operating table 15 times for him, but she still didn't know him at all.

Probably born alone.For countless days and nights in the past, did he curl up silently in the corner of the bed like tonight, enduring unbearable pain?

Yuan Zhen, who was thirsty and wanted to drink water, struggled to sit up from the bed, and accidentally saw her sister hiding behind the door.

He softly begged, "Can you get me a glass of water?"

Zhu Langqing didn't answer, but silently opened the door.

Yuan Jin smiled bitterly, it seemed that she still hated herself.

A minute later, the girl came back with warm water and walked to his bed by moonlight.

"Drink." Her tone was as gentle as the moonlight.

"Thank you." The exhausted Yuan Jin drank half a glass of water with her hand.

"Do you still want to drink water?"

"No, thank you. Go back to sleep."

The girl put down the water glass and tucked the sheets for him, but was startled by the wet stain she touched.

"This is?"

Under the moonlight, Yuan Jin could clearly see the surprise on her face, and smiled apologetically, "The sweat from just now. It will dry out after a while."

Is it because he often sweats profusely in pain that his mother washes his sheets every day?

In the past, she had always envied and envied her mother for caring so much for him, even for such trivial things to the extreme, so the truth of the matter was so cruel?

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing her lost in thought, Yuan Jin stretched out his hand to comfort her.

The adverse effects of parental preference on children are likely to accompany the child's life.

That's why there is a widely circulated saying: "Lucky people use their childhood to heal their lives, and unfortunate people use their lives to heal their childhood."

It is not easy for her to persist in such a family until now.

Yuan Jin thought, if it were him, he might not be able to do better than her.

"I think I'm bad. I just saw you sick, and I really want you to die like this." The girl clenched her brother's sweat-stained palm, felt the cold temperature from his palm, and said honestly He recalled the vicious thoughts he had just had.

"If I die, you don't have to worry about losing one of your kidneys anymore, do you?" The young man smiled gently, and squeezed her palm even tighter.

The girl nodded in silence, not daring to look at his clear deer-like eyes.

"You can honestly face your heart, which shows that you are not bad at all." The boy moved closer to her, with a smile like moonlight Lang Run, "A truly vicious person will never tell others what is on his mind."

The girl's eyes turned red unconsciously, "Are you still in pain now?"

"With your comfort, it doesn't hurt at all."

The girl's voice suddenly rose, "You are lying."

She clearly saw the trembling of his other hand which had been pressed tightly under the quilt.

The boy sighed, "My younger sister is indeed the smartest person in the family."

"I'm not smart." The girl turned her head to wipe her tears and sniffed vigorously.

If she was really smart enough, she shouldn't be in his room tonight.

"I came here tonight to thank you for giving me the lucky ring." Turning her head again, the tears on her face had been wiped clean.

"You're welcome." The young man's smile was like an oriole flying in the spring, making people unable to look away.

"You have to live well. Live for a long time." The girl burst into tears as she spoke.

Because the moonlight in the room suddenly became bright, she saw his complexion as transparent and fair as paper.

"I will try my best. My sister is very talented in painting, and she will definitely become a famous female painter in the future. I will also go to her art exhibition."

"What if I can't become a famous female painter in the future, and I can't hold an art exhibition?"

"Impossible." The boy retorted firmly, his clear eyes were full of trust in his sister, "Lang Qing is the toughest and most persistent girl I have ever met, and she will definitely become a very powerful person."

"I really regret..." The girl turned her head away to wipe her tears, but she didn't say what she regretted.

(End of this chapter)