When a ruffian meets a veteran

Half a month after Zhang Xiaodong was transferred to the city hospital, a suitable bone marrow was finally found.Ling Jianuo listened to the arrangement of the operation in the doctor's office, and after he came out, he sat down on the chair, full of excitement about the most difficult obstacle being crossed and the risk of the operation.

He missed Mi Yanchen.Before finding the hope of curing Zhang Xiaodong, he missed Mi Yanchen but didn't want Mi Yanchen to come back too early.

Ling Jianuo likes the tenderness of that big man who always has a sluggish face but is sincere, but doesn't want to see him suffer in life.He was so affectionate and raised the orphan of his comrade-in-arms as his son. If he knew that his younger son was dying, the general sister would definitely kill the mosquito.

But now that the bone marrow has been found, Zhang Xiaodong is about to undergo surgery.Ling Jianuo wasn't sure what mood he was in.He thought that when Mi Yanchen came back, everything would be fine after the rain, but he also feared that the thunderstorm would crush the sky he had worked so hard to prop up for Zhang Xiaodong before Mi Yanchen came back.

He was afraid that an accident would happen at the last moment of his efforts to treat Zhang Xiaodong, and he was also afraid that he would not be able to face Mi Yanchen in the future.He thought he could afford it, but when things came to an end, he realized that he couldn't do what Mi Yanchen did—one stop ahead was a mountain, and the little chickens behind him had fun playing without fear of falling.

After Xu Yi called Zhou Qing to announce the good news, he looked back at him with his head up and his eyes closed, and advised him distressedly, "Brother Jianuo, why don't you go back to the hotel and rest for a while." They booked a hotel near the hospital, the same as before. In the same way, the three took turns to rest and take care of Zhang Xiaodong.

Ling Jianuo opened his eyes, "It's okay, your Aunt Xiu will be here soon, when she comes, you can go back with me."

The cracked voice always pierced his heart. Although it was much better than being unable to speak at the beginning, Xu Yi still had the urge to cry when his heart was pierced.What happened to Ling Jianuo during those three days of disappearance.

"Is it Zhou Qing?" Ling Jianuo asked while looking at the cell phone in his hand.

"En," Xu Yi sat down next to him, lowering his red eyes, "I asked him to help find the bone marrow." Zhou Qing's family is rich, and Xu Yi also had the mentality of giving it a try, but the eldest brother turned out to be the eldest brother. Immediately went to Grandpa Zhou to tell the situation.Grandpa Zhou even called to tell him not to worry, saying that he knew a few old friends in the medical field and would inform him if there was any news.

"You are a good classmate." Ling Jianuo praised him.

Xu Yi made three good friends.Before in the town, Yang Hui and Wang Lunrui often went to the hospital to see Zhang Xiaodong.Yang Hui also secretly gave Xu Yi money.Wang Lunrui's family is not rich, but he brought a lot of chicken soup to the hospital.

On Zhou Qing's side, since he found out about the incident, he kept calling Xu Yi once a day, and he even called Xu Yi's card for 50 yuan.However, with the money collected earlier, Ling Jianuo asked Xu Yi to return it to Zhou Qing.

He had suspected Zhou Qing's plan against Xu Yi and Wang Hui before, but now he saw the shadow of Tang Wenjie, Wang Can and the others when they were together.

Thinking of Tang Wenjie and Wang Can, Ling Jianuo realized that the most important person in his life had been transferred to California before he knew it.Now he misses Mi Yanchen the most, and worries about Zhang Xiaodong the most. Xu Yi's growth makes him gratified, and the little princess's sensible comfort on the phone every day also makes him very soft-hearted.

When Feng Xiuxiu came, she brought food for Xu Yi and Ling Jianuo.Citrus porridge and honey citron tea both protect the throat.Although she has always had a prejudice against Ling Jianuo, she is grateful to Ling Jianuo about Zhang Xiaodong.Especially during this period, she has been unable to contact Mi Yanchen, who she has relied on the most since her husband's death.

The hospital in the city is better than the one in the small town. Moreover, here Zhang Xiaodong lives in a single room, and the attending doctor is also the best in the hospital.She once saw a patient's family take out stacks of cash, trying to transfer her patient to that doctor's name.But the doctor did not accept it on the grounds that the quota was full.

The first time Ling Jianuo left, he gave her a large sum of money when he came back, and the second time he left, his throat was broken when he came back, but Zhang Xiaodong was transferred here the same day...

Feng Xiuxiu didn't dare to think deeply, her disgust and gratitude made her always feel embarrassed when she faced Ling Jianuo.

"It's still hot, so hurry up and eat."

Ling Jianuo took a sip of the honey citron tea, and he didn't feel much in his throat, but the appropriate temperature slipped through his throat, which made him feel more or less comfortable. "The doctor said that the operation will be arranged in three days."

Feng Xiuxiu's face froze for a moment, and then she pretended to be calm, "That's good, that's good, as long as the operation is done, everything will be fine." Ling Jianuo saw her flustered look and trembling fingers.Ling Jianuo didn't say anything, just quietly drinking honey grapefruit tea.

Feng Xiuxiu was very confused, she didn't dare to think about what to do in case of danger and accident during the operation?As the saying goes, a good spirit does not have a bad spirit. She is afraid that if her thoughts are not firm, bad luck will bring her son.So, even though she was clearly worried, she kept convincing herself in her heart that she would be fine.

Three days passed quickly, and Ling Jianuo specially worked the night shift for three days, and talked with Zhang Xiaodong who couldn't sleep at night, "Tell me, do you want to hear a story or a song?"

Zhang Xiaodong lost weight, and with more chemotherapy, the little flesh on his body quickly disappeared.Ling Jianuo smiled at him, his broken voice was a bit weird in the quiet night, but it had a gentleness that was not there before.

"Brother Jianuo, if the operation fails, am I going to die?" Zhang Xiaodong opened his eyes wide and tried not to cry, but the tears still fell.

"No." Ling Jianuo wiped his face with a tissue, and said firmly, "The doctor said that the man's bone marrow matches yours very well, and the operation is very likely to be successful. You are still young." , the body has always been healthy, as long as the bone marrow is transplanted, you can go back to school and study with everyone."

"But I'm afraid." Zhang Xiaodong grabbed the hand that wiped his face, the back of the hand where the needle was inserted was thin and bony.

Ling Jianuo sat on the bed, picked him up a little, and laid him on his chest, "Don't be afraid, Brother Jianuo will always be with you. Your mother and Brother Yi will be watching at the door of the operating room." You, huh?"

Zhang Xiaodong shrank into his chest behind him, sniffed and asked, "What about my uncle?"

Ling Jianuo was speechless, and he didn't know where Mi Yanchen was.Zhang Xiaodong finally had an excuse to cry, and kicked his feet under the quilt and complained very sadly, "Why hasn't my uncle come back? I'm going to die and he won't come to see me."

Ling Jianuo stretched out his hands to pinch his ears, "You want to mess around again, don't you?"

"I didn't!" Zhang Xiaodong scratched his neck, and the five points of grievance immediately turned into seven points, "He just treats me badly, I'm going to die..."

"Shut up!" Ling Jianuo pushed him off the bed, pinched his chin with one hand, and let him meet his eyes, "Such words are unlucky, you can't talk nonsense, you know?" Zhang Xiaodong thought he was going to get angry, and was scared I jumped, but when I heard this, I was still gentle, and immediately curled my lips, "Since when have you become superstitious?"

"I'm not superstitious." Ling Jianuo pinched his face lightly, and said, "But I'm afraid, you are your uncle's precious son, your brother Yi's precious brother, and Yue'er's precious brother, what if that What if a little bit of bad luck hurts you?"

You are still so young, and you still have such a long future, that's why I was careful to respect the gods.

"I am my mother's son, not my uncle's son." Zhang Xiaodong was a little depressed.

"Really? You don't want to be your uncle's son so much?"

"That's not it." The child blushed, and said embarrassedly: "I, I always wanted to be my uncle's son." His uncle is so powerful, he can do anything, and it's good for him, go and hold a parent meeting for him Sometimes, other students will envy him.

Ling Jianuo rubbed his steamed face, "Your uncle also wants you to be his son. You see, he doesn't even have a wife, so he is afraid that he will have a son of his own, so he has nowhere to let you go."

"Wow!" Zhang Xiaodong was happy, "I knew my uncle liked some of us. What about you, Brother Jianuo?"

"Me?" Ling Jianuo was surprised, "What's wrong with me? Isn't it you, you are so old and you still want to be my son."

"Who wants to be your son." Zhang Xiaodong disdains, his attitude is a little careless, but his eyes have been peeking at Ling Jianuo, "I am my uncle's precious son, Yi Ge's precious brother, Yue'er's precious brother, then I am What are you?"

Ling Jianuo smiled, and waited for the child to blow up before comforting him: "You are brother Jianuo's big follower, Yue'er is a small follower, and you are a big follower."

With a look of grief and indignation, Zhang Xiaodong retracted under the quilt, turned over and pointed his butt at him.

Ling Jianuo laughed enough, then patted the quilt and said: "Sleep, sleep well, let's work hard together tomorrow. Brother Jianuo believes that you can do it."

"Have you sung yet?" Zhang Xiaodong moved under the quilt.

Ling Jianuo was helpless, "The little boy seldom worries. Looking at the sun shining around him, the little boy seldom worries. I hope it will always be like this, I hope it will always be like this..."

"Puff puff puff hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I laughed so hard." Zhang Xiaodong turned around, with tears of laughter still in his eyes, "Brother Jianuo, your singing is so ugly after your voice is broken."

Ling Jianuo pursed his lips, really wanting to beat the brat up, what should I do?

"My uncle will feel bad when he comes back."

Ling Jianuo stared blankly at the child's hand covering his neck, and was about to burst into tears with a few words of emotion when the heartless brat became excited again, "Brother Jianuo, sing Wu Kequn's "Write a Poem for You" to me Well, I want to sing it to Yang Ziyun in the future."

Ling Jianuo turned him over, slapped his butt twice, hummed a few tunes and began to sing: Love is a strange thing... write poems for you, stand still for you, do impossible things for you, for you and me Learn to play the piano and write lyrics, and lose my mind for you...

"It's really nice." Zhang Xiaodong hugged his feet and dreamed beautifully: "When I get well, I'll sing it to Yang Ziyun, she will definitely be moved."

"Well, definitely, go to sleep." Ling Jianuo kissed his forehead, which was the goodnight kiss Zhang Xiaodong asked himself after starting chemotherapy.The child huddled under the pure white quilt, closed his eyes and said, "Good night, brother Jianuo."

Ling Jianuo stared at him blankly, suddenly felt something, and turned around abruptly.Mi Yanchen stood at the door with complicated eyes, raised a finger to his mouth, and pointed to Zhang Xiaodong.

Ling Jianuo suddenly felt his heart beating faster, he couldn't help but blushed, looked at Zhang Xiaodong quietly, and walked over lightly.As soon as I went out, I was dragged into my arms by a strong one, the familiar smell, the familiar temperature, everything was like a dream.

"Sorry, I came back late."

Ling Jianuo was finally ignited by these words, pushed him away, and bent his knees to push him against his stomach.Mi Yanchen took a small step back, stood still and let him vent.

Because it was an intensive care unit, the surroundings were very quiet, Ling Jianuo didn't dare to make a sound, but he all greeted the most painful place.Only when he was tired from the beating, was Mi Yanchen dragged him into his arms again.

"Asshole! Why don't you just come back." Ling Jianuo thought about countless reactions when he saw Mi Yanchen, but he never thought that he would cry so uselessly.But he couldn't control it, the tears, like accumulated pressure and exhaustion, opened the floodgate and flooded.

Mi Yanchen froze, and hugged him tightly in his arms.Before, I couldn't really hear it outside the door, but now... "You, what's the matter with the sound?"

Ling Jianuo burst into tears and quickly calmed down.He pushed Mi Yanchen away indifferently, turned his head and asked, "Aren't you going in to see him?"

"Tomorrow, I'm afraid I'll go in, he won't be able to sleep because of his excitement." Tomorrow is the operation, and Mi Yanchen wants to appear in front of Zhang Xiaodong before the operation, so as to give the child more confidence and encouragement. "Thank you, I have worked hard for you during this time."

Ling Jianuo walked away, "I don't need you to thank me, I just feel sorry for Zhang Xiaodong."

Mi Yanchen caught up with him, trying to explain his disappearance during this period of time, "The comrades-in-arms from back then have not brought back, and there is no signal in the mountain. When I went down the mountain and saw the text messages you sent during this period, I rushed over immediately."

"Why didn't you tell me when you left?" Ling Jianuo stopped and asked, "Even if you don't want to have anything to do with me anymore, Feng Xiuxiu, Xu Yi and the others didn't say anything, did you?" This is what Ling Jianuo was most angry about. In the beginning, he could guess randomly that Mi Yanchen might have gone to help the army again, but after a long time, no matter how capable Mi Yanchen was, he couldn't help worrying about something wrong.

The little one is sick, the big one is missing, besides a woman who is on the verge of collapse, Xu Yi, who is half a year old, is left beside him. What should he do?

Apart from gritting your teeth and carrying it, can you put down the pick and quit?

The two had already walked to the garden below the hospital. Mi Yanchen pulled him into his arms again, holding him tightly and refusing to let go, "I'm sorry, when I was leaving... I was not in a good mood. I can't contact you anymore." He was restless all the time, always felt that he didn't explain to Ling Jianuo, what if he really left with Tang Wenjie when he came back?

It was supposed to take seven or eight days, but he rushed back alone, "I saw those text messages you sent before I entered the city, I..." Mi Yanchen buried his head in Ling Jianuo's neck, he didn't know what to do. How to describe the guilt and distress in his heart.Whether it's Zhang Xiaodong who is sick, or Ling Jianuo who has done a lot of things by himself, he can't wait to crush people to pieces and love them in his heart.

Ling Jianuo pushed him, and he carried him away without pushing him away, but the words he said pierced his heart, "I came back in time, Zhang Xiaodong hasn't entered the operating room yet."

Ling Jianuo didn't say anything more about it later, since the operation time was set, he has been worried all the time.If Mi Yanchen hadn't come back before the operation, what if, what if Zhang Xiaodong really... what to do?

Mi Yanchen understood the foreign language of his words, and his messy heart felt even more uncomfortable.He raised Ling Jianuo's head, and bit down hard on that pair of lips.

Ling Jianuo was ashamed, but the mad uncle was not something he could resist at all.The city fell, the teeth were pried, and the tongue was involved in the absorption that was anxious and urgently needed to be appeased.He took a bite hard, but it seemed like he didn't know the pain, just kept stirring and occupying in his mouth.

Mi Yanchen hugged his waist with one hand, firmly sticking him in a posture that merged with himself, and rubbed his other hand into his vest, comforting and apologizing constantly.Apart from Zhang Xiaodong's illness, he also regretted not being able to witness Ling Jianuo, who grew up during this period and became different.

The night was cool, and Ling Jianuo's mind was clear, but his thinking was completely dazed, and he could only lean his neck and let him ask for it.