Too much

On Monday, when Shen Zeming woke up, Shen Ming was already waiting in the living room.He didn't stay at home last night, he packed two clothes for Song Lan, and hurried back to the hospital.

Shen Zeming guessed that Shen Zelin's situation might not be good.He put on his clothes and walked out. Shen Ming was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, his expression was anxious, his eyes didn't know where to stare, obviously he didn't read much.

Seeing Shen Zeming coming out, Shen Ming immediately threw away the newspaper and stood up, urging him to wash up and put on his shoes, so that he could go to the hospital early to prepare for Shen Zelin's operation.

Although he was reluctant in his heart, Shen Zeming still nodded, speeded up the cleaning and went downstairs with Shen Ming.

Both Shen Ming and Song Lan work in the city government, and their economic conditions are not bad, but they have spent a lot of money on Shen Zelin's medical treatment over the years, and life has become more and more difficult.

Many colleagues in the unit have bought new cars and new houses, but their family still lives in this old family building, and the car Shen Ming drives is still an old-fashioned Santana from many years ago.

Shen Ming drove the car over from the temporary parking space, watched as Shen Zeming opened the rear door and sat on it, then looked back and started the car.

Shen Zeming couldn't eat breakfast because he had to draw blood.When passing by the breakfast stall, he couldn't help turning his head to take a look. Sister Li's steamed bun shop was doing very well, and the steaming brown sugar steamed buns flashed past his eyes. Shen Zeming lowered his head and patted his stomach.

Shen Ming glanced at him from the rearview mirror.

It was just after seven o'clock when they went out, which happened to be staggered in the morning rush hour, and it took only 15 minutes to get to the hospital without any problems.

Shen Zelin's ward was on the [-]th floor. Shen Ming first took him to the attending doctor's office to write a few orders, and then asked him to go to the laboratory building in the outpatient building to take blood tests, and then went to visit Shen Zelin in the ward.

Shen Zeming was very familiar with this set of procedures. He took the elevator down the stairs familiarly with the list.[-]:[-] is not the normal working hours of the laboratory department, only two doctors on duty are there.

Shen Zeming handed over the slip, rolled up his sleeves and hung it outside the window, waiting for the doctor to give the needle.His blood vessels are very thin and his body is thin. The doctor failed to draw blood after two pricks, so he asked him to rest for a while and try again in a few minutes.

During the waiting process, Shen Ming rarely came over, and caught a glimpse of Shen Zeming sitting on the chair with a cotton swab, he didn't say anything, and sat down next to Shen Zeming.

There were only the two of them in the corridor of the laboratory department. Shen Ming sat for a while, then suddenly took out 50 yuan from his jacket pocket and stuffed it into Shen Zeming's hand.

Shen Zeming turned to look at him in surprise.

Shen Ming pushed his glasses and said expressionlessly, "Pay early."

Before Shen Zeming could respond, he got up and left after speaking, as if he just wanted to give Shen Zeming money this trip.

The place where the needle was inserted stopped bleeding, Shen Zeming threw away the cotton swab, Shen Ming had already walked to the revolving door of the outpatient building, he watched Shen Ming walk out of the revolving door, looked down at the money in his hand, and remembered the days when he first arrived at Shen's house.

When Shen Ming and Song Lan adopted him, they didn't mention Shen Zelin's illness or the purpose of adopting him.They gently took him into the car and prepared a meeting ceremony.

At that time, the family building was brand new, and the Shen family could still afford a nanny. They were also the first family in this building to own a Santana.Song Lan led him out of the car, and the passing colleagues stopped to watch curiously, Song Lan said openly that this was my adopted son.

During the time when she didn't see Shen Zelin, Song Lan seemed to really raise him as her own son. The latest toys, comic books, clothes, shoes, and bedtime stories were no worse than Shen Zelin.

When the blood was drawn for the first time, Shen Zeming was held in Shen Ming's arms. He will always remember that embrace, warm and generous, just like a father.

Probably because he was worried that he was afraid, Shen Ming covered his eyes with his hands, and after a tube of [-]ml of blood was drawn, Shen Zeming couldn't help but blushed in Shen Ming's arms.

So in order to make him happy, Shen Ming took him to the hospital's supermarket to buy a bunch of snacks, and Song Lan personally cooked blood-enriching soup for him when he returned home at night.

If he hadn't overheard the conversation between Shen Ming and the doctor, if Shen Zelin hadn't made things difficult for him everywhere.Shen Zeming thought that such days might last for a long time.

"Shen Zeming, come here."

The doctor waved at Shen Zeming, who was in a daze, "Try another hand this time."

Shen Zeming came back to his senses, walked over and sat down on the stool, rolled up the sleeve of the other hand.

This time it went well, and the test results came out 10 minutes later. Shen Zeming returned to the inpatient department with the test sheet, accompanied by Shen Ming, to draw [-] milliliters of blood needed for today's operation.

It ended at nine o'clock in the morning, only three to ten minutes before Shen Zelin's operation, Shen Ming ignored him, left the sentence to go back to school, and hurried back to the ward.

The massive blood loss made him dizzy, Shen Zeming sat on the bench in the corridor and watched Shen Zelin being pushed into the operating room, Song Lan and Shen Ming ran past him, the red light in the operating room came on, and he left the hospital .

Shen Ming only asked for leave for him until the morning

In the third class, when he returned to school, the bell for the end of the third class just rang.

A large group of students rushed to the small supermarket next to the cafeteria. Looking at the black heads, Shen Zeming wanted to go straight back to the classroom, but he was really hungry.He sighed, and slowly moved forward holding the 50 yuan that Shen Ming gave him.

City H has been sunny recently, and the sun at [-]:[-] in the morning is hot enough, and his body is very weak just after the blood draw. Shen Zeming only walked under the sun for a few minutes, and felt a little dizzy.

He pressed his temple and shook his head, just wanting to hurry into the supermarket to fill his stomach.

However, when he was approaching the door, a strong sense of dizziness hit him. Shen Zeming held on to the wall beside him, trying to get through it before leaving, but finally he couldn't hold on and passed out.

At the last second before falling to the ground, he fell into a warm embrace.

.When Shen Zeming woke up, there were only 15 minutes left before school ended in the morning.

He opened his eyes, and what he saw was the sky-blue roof and the long strip of incandescent lamps. When he woke up, his consciousness was not very clear. Shen Zeming blinked, only to realize that there was a person sitting next to him.

Qi Jingchen took off his school uniform jacket, only wearing a white short-sleeved sleeve, holding a physics exercise book in his hand to sketch.He seems to have been sitting here for a long time, the low cabinet next to the bed is full of draft papers for his calculations.

Aware of Shen Zeming's gaze, Qi Jingchen put down the exercise book and looked up, "Are you awake? Is there any discomfort?"

Shen Zeming shook his head, wanted to sit up on the bed, and moved his wrist. Only then did he realize that he was infusion. He was stunned, and looked at Qi Jingchen puzzled.

Qi Jingchen explained: "You fainted, the school doctor said you had hypoglycemia, and you were given glucose and normal saline."

Shen Zeming pursed his lips, "You... sent me here?"

Before he fainted, he was conscious and knew that someone had caught him, but he didn't expect that it was Qi Jingchen.

"En." Qi Jingchen responded, as if he knew the question in Shen Zeming's heart, he continued: "Yang Tianfeng and I went to buy water, and I stood behind you in line to catch you."

It's not that Qi Jingchen deliberately exaggerated. At that time, the supermarket was very crowded, and there was even a long queue at the entrance. He and Yang Tianfeng were in the middle of the queue, discussing the study group, when the two people standing in front of him suddenly stepped to the right With a big step, the pale Shen Zeming fell straight back, just in time to be caught by Qi Jingchen.

Shen Zeming smiled gratefully and whispered, "Thank you."

There is not much liquid left in the hanging bottle, and it will be over in ten minutes.He looked at the draft paper piled up on the low cabinet, then raised his eyes to Qi Jingchen who was doing the question with his head down, hesitated for a few seconds, and asked uncertainly, "Have you been here all this time?"

Qi Jingchen nodded, "The school doctor said it's better to have someone watch during the infusion."

There is an electronic clock on the wall of the school doctor's room, which shows 55:[-], and it was not ten o'clock when he fainted, if Qi Jingchen stayed here with him...

Shen Zeming was suddenly speechless.

For no reason, he thought of the bottle of spray that Shen Zelin smashed to pieces, 30ml, [-] yuan in the pharmacy, not very expensive, but he only used it once as a gift from his new friend Qi Jingchen.

Shen Zeming was depressed.Afterwards, he regretted it more than once. If he hadn't rushed to grab it, but had thrown it carelessly in front of Shen Zelin, just like what he did to keep his beloved paintbrush, wouldn't Shen Zelin have thrown it downstairs? .

He sighed, thought for a while, and said to Qi Jingchen: "The spray is broken, I'm sorry."

Hearing this, Qi Jingchen put down his pen and looked up at him, "What's wrong?"

After a short silence, Shen Zeming lowered his eyes and said, "It was broken."

"Did you do it?" Qi Jingchen looked at him calmly.

Shen Zeming shook his head, Qi Jingchen raised the corners of his lips, and said in a gentle voice, "Then why do you have to apologize? This is not your problem."

"Because..." Shen Zeming felt uncomfortable, and his voice lowered, "Because it can't be repaired, it will be broken forever."

At that moment, it was difficult for Qi Jingchen to describe this emotion in detail.Shen Zeming looked sad, his eyes were dull, his shoulders drooped dejectedly, like an abandoned puppy.

But the owner of the abandoned puppy is not him.

This realization made Qi Jingchen very upset, very, very upset.He is a person with a strong desire to control, and Shen Zeming is the dog he fell in love with first, so this dog's hope can only be broken by him, and can only be abandoned by him, and no one else can.

Absolutely not.

Qi Jingchen narrowed his eyes, showed a somewhat weird smile at Shen Zeming, and said, "Do you want to celebrate your birthday?"

"Huh?" Shen Zeming frowned slightly, and asked in confusion, "Why do you have a birthday?"

Qi Jingchen smiled, looked at Shen Zeming with gentle eyes, a little deceptive, and said, "Because you can make a wish on your birthday."