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Yan Cheng had only been discharged from the hospital for a week before returning to the hospital again. This time, he was no less relaxed than the last time, and his mental state was even worse. The high fever induced by various reasons such as cold, wound inflammation, lack of sleep, and nervous tension persisted for a long time. If it caused shock, no matter how good Yan Cheng's physical foundation was before, he couldn't withstand such a double blow of physical and psychological, and he was bedridden all of a sudden.However, the team of experts at the Central Hospital is not vegetarian, and they will receive a call from City A the next day to give condolences. Even if they save their lives, they will cure this young master.

However, the physical injuries will heal slowly with all kinds of careful adjustments, but the inner pain will never heal easily.

After returning from Chi's house, Yan Cheng did not say a word, no matter whether it was the doctor or Liao and Wang who came to ask, Yan Cheng seemed to have never heard of it. Looking out the window, looking at the sky, looking at the place of nothingness, the whole person is lost as if half of his life has been lost, but within a few days, he became so thin that his cheeks were sunken.

Grandma felt distressed seeing it. The old man who hadn't shed tears for many years actually cried secretly because of his grandson's appearance. Looking at the untouched food brought out by the nurses, grandma couldn't help picking up her phone and calling it to City A. went to the phone.

Yan Cheng couldn't eat, so the hospital had to give him different nutritional injections and put them into infusion bottles. When grandma walked into the ward, the doctor had just changed the buried needle. He stared blankly at the ceiling in a daze.

Grandma sat down on the sofa beside the bed, stretched out her hand to tuck the quilt for Yan Cheng, and said softly, "Your temper, after all, follow your mother." As if thinking of something, grandma smiled, "At the beginning she also It's almost like this, and I, in fact, have never been able to hold her back, most of the children are always more cruel than adults, to themselves, and to those who love you."

Yan Cheng moved his bruised hand slightly, and finally turned his head to look at grandma, and then there was endless shame in his eyes.

Grandma smoothed his hair, "Your mother asked you to go back, if you agree, grandma will go with you."

Yan Cheng was startled, but didn't answer.

Grandma said, "Don't worry, we'll talk about it after you get well."

After grandma left, Yan Cheng took out his mobile phone from under the pillow, secretly opened the picture folder, and flipped through the only few photos inside. None of the teenagers in the photos were smiling, but from his eyes You can vaguely see the change of mood. When you are happy, your eyes will narrow slightly, and the coldness in your eyes will fade away. When you are unhappy, you will close your mouth tightly. The eyes looking at you are as sharp as thin blades.

Yan Cheng looked at these photos over and over again, and occasionally the sweetness, joy and love of memories flashed in his eyes, but after all, he couldn't erase the sluggish pain and sadness buried deep inside...

……

Ji Qiao has indeed returned to live in Chi's house these days. Although this is not what he wants, he can't find any other place to live besides here.

Regarding the matter between him and Yan Cheng, Chi Shuxuan and Jiang Zhen kept silent, but Chi Shuxuan's attitude was also very clear. For Ji Qiao's future, she was very happy to see such a result, while Jiang Zhen She didn't know her attitude, but she once said that Ji Qiao would live better if they were separated.

Ji Qiao's outward appearance didn't seem to have changed, she was as cold-faced as usual, eating and sleeping as usual, because he was afraid of meeting Yan Cheng, so he didn't go out much, but now that the matter was resolved, Chi Shuxuan advised him to go on a trip To relax, Ji Qiao just closed the door and rushed to the table to draw.

But after drawing for a whole afternoon, he didn't even finish a single draft. Looking at the messy sketch, Ji Qiao stretched out his hand to rub it, and threw it into the wastebasket that was already full of paper balls.

Turning around, I saw the signal light of the mobile phone on the side blinking.

Last week, Ji Qiao got back the temporarily canceled number. He still needs to receive information from the school and the publishing house. If he really wants to block someone's news, one number is not enough.

However, looking at the string of familiar numbers in the inbox, Ji Qiao's heart skipped a beat.

When regretting, he had already opened the text message first.

The content is very simple: this Sunday, I will wait for you at the rental house until you come.

Ji Qiao paused her fingers and directly pressed the delete button.

In the next few days, Ji Qiao never left the room, except for eating and sleeping, he could fall asleep for a whole day without eating anything, wake up to eat a steamed bun and continue to sleep, and then the cycle repeats.

Chi Shuxuan was a little worried about his health, but Ji Qiao ignored it until Sunday, when Ji Qiao woke up suddenly at noon, and then stared at the clock on the wall with wide eyes, watching it circle and turn The circle walked slowly, watching the sky change from bright to gradually dark, and then completely dark.

The phone has been silent, no messages, no calls, Ji Qiao wonders if the other side is in the same state as herself, and at the same time, she is waiting hopelessly, waiting for someone to give up exhausted.

Just when the clock was about to reach 11:30, Ji Qiao suddenly jumped up from the bed, grabbed her phone, put on some clothes and was about to rush out!But when he was about to open the door, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Ji Qiao stopped in her tracks all of a sudden!

He didn't move, but the phone rang persistently, very much like the night when Yan Cheng's accident happened, it was also at this time, and he was so persistent.

Ji Qiao took out the phone, looked at the unfamiliar number on it, and put it to her ear for a while.

Another distant and anxious male voice asked, "Are you Mr. Ji Qiao?"

Ji Qiao opened her mouth, and it took two seconds to make a sound. He said, "I am."

The other side hurriedly said, "My side is the People's Hospital of District Z, Lu Min is critically ill, please come here as soon as possible..."

……

After waiting again in vain, the numbness in Yan Cheng's heart was already much lighter than last time, and he felt that he might be able to get used to it soon after a few more times.

Staggering up from the sofa, Yan Cheng moved his stiff legs and feet a little, then picked up a rag and went to the bathroom to wipe away the thick dust that had accumulated everywhere.

Just as he was panting a little from work, there was a knock on the door of the rental house.

As soon as Yan Cheng stopped moving, a bright halo flashed across his eyes for a moment, but it soon disappeared again. How could such a heavy and powerful voice be him.

Yan Cheng straightened up, took a breath, walked over and opened the door.

Standing outside the door were two young men dressed in black, with a straight figure and a well-trained demeanor. Seeing Yan Cheng, they respectfully said, "Chief Yan asked us to invite you home."

This family is definitely not the Tan family of u city.

Yan Cheng's expression was indifferent, and then he nodded unexpectedly, then raised the mop in his hand and said, "Yes, but wait until I finish mopping the floor."

……

In the middle of the night, in the quiet long corridor of the hospital.

Ji Qiao stood there, silently looking at the doctors in the ward who were trying to rescue them in a circle. Time passed by, and everyone had solemn and solemn expressions on their faces. Finally, the oldest one The doctor put down the medical equipment in his hand, chatted with the people beside him, wiped his sweat and walked towards Ji quietly.

He said, "The vital signs are temporarily stable, but the lungs are still bleeding in a small area, and the patient is not out of danger. I hope the family members will be ready at any time."

Ji Qiao nodded, and did not enter the ward. She only looked at the child lying on the bed from a distance, who was actually almost ten years old, but shrunk to only six or seven years old, so thin and small.

Ji Qiao turned around and walked towards the other side. This floor is full of independent VIP wards, which are also intensive care units in the ICU. Ji Qiao walked to the end, ignored the nurse at the door and told him that the patient inside was asleep, and kicked the door open. Just walked in.

The movement was not small, but the person on the bed did not wake up immediately.

The nurse followed behind and urged anxiously, "Ms. Chi heard that her son's condition was not optimistic, and she strongly wanted to get out of bed to accompany her. We had no choice but to give her a tranquilizer, and now she needs to rest..."

Ji Qiao ignored her words and just said, "You go out first."

The nurse was a little bit embarrassed, Ji Qiao gave her a cold look, thinking that the emergency contact person left by the woman in front of her and her son was the young man in front of her, so the nurse had to leave obediently.

In the ward, only the ECG and respirator beside the bed were beeping.

Ji Qiao walked over to look at Fanchi Shuyi's appearance, although when she heard the news, Ji Qiao had imagined that the other party would change when they met again, but at this moment, the reality is still worse than he expected Even more shock too much.

How is this still the beautiful woman she used to be? Her hair has been taken off due to chemotherapy, and her face is sallow and thin due to lack of maintenance and the stimulation of various drugs. Her eye sockets are sunken and her lips are chapped. From time to time, he twitched with his breathing, and his brows were tightly frowned, obviously enduring inhuman pain.

Ji Qiao looked at her expressionlessly until Chi Shuyi's eyelids moved and slowly opened.

Her gaze was completely distracted for a few seconds, and it was not until the pain in her waist and abdomen that she slowly regained her sanity, and then she faced the person standing at the head of the bed.

Chi Shuyi took a deep breath, trying to stretch out her bony hand to pull Ji Qiao, muttering something.Ji Qiao could clearly see that her mouth was saying: Xiao Min... Xiao Min...

Ji Qiao replied coldly, "He's dead."

Chi Shuyi's eyes widened suddenly, and the chaotic whites of her eyes burst into red bloodshots. She shook her head vigorously, obviously not believing Ji Qiao's words, and the electrocardiograph beside her showed violent ups and downs.

Ji Qiao remained calm, as if she had fully admired her painful appearance before slowly saying, "It's still close."

Chi Shuyi looked into his emotionless eyes, and after a moment of relaxation, she got the strength she didn't know where she came from, picked up the small kettle with boiling water on the bedside, and threw it at Ji Qiao!

Ji Qiao stepped aside, and the force was only enough to hit the kettle on the ground, but part of the boiling water in it still splashed onto his trouser legs and onto Chi Shuyi's hands.

Chi Shuyi stared at Ji Qiao's face unconsciously, the strange light in her eyes was like a knife that wanted to cut the person in front of her alive, but the next moment, she came back to her senses, closed her eyes forcefully, her chest After ups and downs for a long time, he was relieved, and when he opened his eyes again, the evil spirit that was about to die or live was gone.

She raised her hand and took off the respirator, and said word by word, "You promised...to me, to take care of him..." Even though she knew that Ji Qiao might be out for revenge, even though this period of time would be very short, but in Before she left, she still hoped that Xiao Min could have a final support.

There was some doubt in Ji Qiao's eyes, "Are you going to die?"

He asked seriously, as if he really didn't understand how long Chi Shuyi could live.

When it comes to her own life, even if Chi Shuyi needs to be strong, she can't pretend anymore. A little fear appeared on her face, her shoulders trembled convulsively, and she still gritted her teeth for a moment, "I will, so , you don't need to worry..." Ji Qiao didn't say anything, he just stared at Chi Shuyi for a long while before turning around and leaving.

But Chi Shuyi said behind his back, "Xiao Min really...knows nothing, treat him better, I beg you..."

Ji Qiao directly closed the door of the ward, took two steps, turned her head and looked at the person on the bed through the glass.

Advanced pancreatic cancer?

Ah.

The author has something to say: Since I feel procrastinated and trivial, I can explain the current situation a little bit. This article has a relatively trivial rhythm from the beginning. It took me a long time to get the two of them together, and now they have to separate Of course it won't be so easy. Ji Qiao's temper is not a last resort, and he won't make this decision unless he can't hold on anymore. So I spent a lot of effort to make this decision seem more natural and incomparable. Difficult, let alone make Ji Qiao pay less than Yan Cheng As for the follow-up of the breakup process, Yan Cheng loves Ji Qiao so much, he will definitely not let it go hastily, it still needs a period of pen and ink to deal with it, but it is almost the turning point The process is a very important psychological transformation period for the two of them. Without this period, there will be no follow-up story.