dislocation

Chapter 17

The wind was very strong tonight, and there were not many pedestrians on the road, only the cold wind whistling in the night with fallen leaves and dead branches.Warm lighting filled the entire bedroom, like sunshine that hasn't been seen for a long time.

Jiang Wenxu went to the bed and took away the book in He Zhishu's hand. He Zhishu's eyes followed the book and moved to Jiang Wenxu's face. The light shone on Jiang Wenxu's facial features, and that face became more and more illusory.

"Why are you in a daze?" Jiang Wenxu put the book on the bedside table, leaned down, put his hands on both sides of Zhishu He, and looked at Zhishu He with a smile. "The saliva is going to stay. Huh?"

Being nympho against Jiang Wenxu and being caught, He Zhishu felt that he couldn't afford to lose this old face, so he moved back guiltily, but he had already reached the head of the bed and had no place to retreat. "Oh, I... I, I was thinking that the dim sum made by my aunt today is good!"

"I don't think it's so good. If you like it, I'll let my auntie teach me next time." Jiang Wenxu propped himself up, still kneeling on the bed with one knee.

He Zhishu yawned and threw himself on Jiang Wenxu's body, his legs wrapped tightly around Jiang Wenxu's waist. "Brother Jiang, it's not fair. After all these years, you are still so good-looking."

"In my eyes, you are the prettiest." Jiang Wenxu hugged He Zhishu and walked to the bathroom, his footsteps fell on the carpet almost inaudible.

Zhishu He didn't answer, just snorted softly, raised the hand hanging on Jiang Wenxu's back, made a fist and lightly punched Jiang Wenxu.Jiang Wenxu knew that Zhishu He was venting his dissatisfaction, and the absurdity of his past left a scar in Zhishu He's heart that was difficult to heal.

Xiaoshu, I made a mistake, please don't forgive me.

"Baby, I only love you."

The raindrops ushered in the February day when the grass grows and the birds fly. Before leaving home, Jiang Wenxu and He Zhishu went to the flower room to have a look. Some jasmine buds had turned white. They whispered something.Whisper, of course, will not let Jiang Wenxu hear.

"Doctor Luo, the Second Hospital said that Mr. Ji Yinmao's apprentice took his annual leave last month and is not in the country now." Nurse Liu reported this to Luo Wenkang immediately after receiving the news.

Luo Wenkang's assistant caught him off guard yesterday and resigned. He was so angry that he didn't even eat last night.Now is the time when there is a shortage of manpower, and Nurse Liu recommended several to him, but he was not satisfied.At noon, he suddenly thought of the apprentice of his old rival Ji Yinmao. Although he had never seen it before, Ji Yinmao bragged about his apprentice when he was still alive.But unfortunately, people are not free.

"Xiao He is not in China?" Luo Wenkang pushed his glasses, and the last candidate for assistant was also killed.

"Little He?"

"Lao Ji's apprentice."

"Oh, I heard that he was going to relax with his mother. His father died of blood cancer some time ago..."

"Go and do your work first, and I'll contact you later." Luo Wenkang waved his hand to signal Nurse Liu to go out.

Do you really want to find Luo Yiheng that dog?

Second House——

Luo Yiheng, who was drinking tea in the office, sneezed suddenly, and looked up in the direction of the first courtyard.I am very sure in my heart, his old man must be scolding him again!

As soon as they arrived at the hospital, Dr. Luo took He Zhishu for a comprehensive examination. After several examinations, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. Jiang Wenxu and Luo Yiheng stood together and listened to Luo Wenkang's instructions on the precautions in the preparation stage.After Luo Wenkang left, Luo Yiheng idly leaned on the tiles outside the ward. "Hey! What's the relationship with that person inside? I asked so carefully just now."

Jiang Wenxu raised his eyes after editing the note, and looked at Luo Yiheng coldly, his dislike was palpable.

Can the young doctors nowadays be a little more serious, why are they so lenient?

"I'm his lover, put away your crooked thoughts and stop meddling in other people's business."

After finishing speaking, he returned to the ward, and closed the door with a "bang--" to isolate Luo Yiheng, who was still talking, from the outside.

"I don't have any wrong thoughts! Besides, I'm a doctor—hey! What kind of door do you close!" Luo Yiheng also lost his temper by Jiang Wenxu, put the pen in his coat, and went back to the office muttering up.

"A jealous old man..."

After returning to the ward, Jiang Wenxu took out their dinner tonight from the insulated lunch box.Two servings of coarse grain porridge, two servings of fish soup and two small dishes of tender tofu.

"Strawberry or orange?"

"strawberry!"

Jiang Wenxu warmed the washed strawberries to Zhishu He again.

"Come on, rinse your mouth, don't swallow it."

Zhishu He looked at Jiang Wenxu with puffed cheeks, his brows were knit together, as if he was asking why the mouthwash tasted so strange.

"I added some hydrogen peroxide, just be patient for a while." Jiang Wenxu took out a small bucket from under the bed and handed it to He Zhishu's mouth. "Come on baby, spit it out."

He Zhishu spit out the water in his mouth according to his words, glanced at Jiang Wenxu, and then at today's dinner. "Brother Jiang, you don't have to eat the same meal with me."

"What nonsense are you talking about? You dislike our aunt's food?" Jiang Wenxu put down the keg and rubbed He Zhishu's head.

"No...no! The taste is bland, I'm afraid it doesn't suit your taste." He Zhishu raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Wenxu aggrievedly, with a face of "I am Dou E, I am so wronged".

"Oh, so I misunderstood you before, so I put so much salt to suit my taste?" Jiang Wenxu made a look of sudden realization.

"..." Jiang Wenxu laughed at me!Then...then how could I cook before! "Didn't you put too much salt last time!"

"Okay, little ancestor, you'd better cook."

"that is!"

"Yes, yes, come, fruit or dinner first."

"fruit!"

"Order!"

In the past few days, the relationship between Jiang Wenxu and He Zhishu became more and more tense, and it was near the end of the term, so Jiang Wenxu still applied to Teacher Zhang for a seat change.The new position is in the last row. Although it is far away from He Zhishu, you can clearly see He Zhishu's every move.

After changing positions, He Zhishu didn't want to talk to Jiang Wenxu anymore. Every time he pretended to turn his head inadvertently, he either saw Jiang Wenxu arguing with the people around him, or saw Jiang Wenxu sleeping on the desk. Turning his head dejectedly, he drew a bastard on the draft paper, and then wrote Jiang Wenxu's name.

knock knock --

On the weekend, He Zhishu asked the class teacher for Jiang Wenxu's home address. After lunch, he rushed to Jiang Wenxu's house with his math notes in his arms. In such a cold day, he went out without even putting on a scarf.

"Hello, kid, who are you looking for?" Mother Jiang opened the door, and when she saw a quiet kid standing at the door, she unconsciously asked gently.

"Hello, auntie. I'm Jiang Wenxu's classmate He Zhishu. Is Jiang Wenxu at home?" As soon as He Zhishu saw the beautiful woman in front of him, he recognized her as Jiang Wenxu's mother, because she was very similar to Jiang Wenxu when she laughed. picture.

"Xiao Shu, Wen Xu often mentions you, but I'm sorry, Wen Xu went out after lunch and may not come back until evening. You go into the house, it's so cold outside." Jiang Ma opened the door Pulling it further apart, motioned He Zhishu to enter the room.

"No, no, no, auntie, can you tell me where he went? I'll just go and find him."

"Looks like I went to an ice rink."

"The aunt is interrupting, I'm leaving first, goodbye." He Zhishu waved his hand and planned to leave, but Jiang Ma stopped him.

"Don't hurry, wait here for auntie." After speaking, Jiang Ma entered the room, and after a while, she came out with a scarf.

"Come on, wrap it up, your ears are red from the cold." Facing such a well-educated child, Jiang's mother immediately overflowed with maternal love, even closer than her own son.

"Ah?! Thank you, auntie, no need." He Zhishu didn't expect Jiang's mother to be so enthusiastic, and he shyly declined.

"Don't be polite with Auntie. I bought this for Wen Xu last year. He hasn't surrounded it a few times. It's a pity to keep it at home."

Jiang Wenxu's scarf——

"Okay, thank you, auntie, goodbye!" He Zhishu swept away the disappointment just now, with a smile in his eyes.

"Hahaha, kid, goodbye!"

However, He Zhishu searched around the skating rink for several times but did not see Jiang Wenxu. Later, he stood at the entrance of the skating rink all afternoon and still did not see Jiang Wenxu.After several tosses, He Zhishu finally gave up. He felt that he and Jiang Wenxu were completely over...

In order to be able to kill a certain number of cancer cells, to ensure that the newly incoming, healthy hematopoietic stem cells have a healthy growth environment to a certain extent.Dr. Luo gave He Zhishu a full-body overdose chemotherapy course. When a large number of cancer cells were killed, normal organs were inevitably damaged, and immunity was greatly reduced.

In addition to bleeding gums and nosebleeds, blood spots and spots began to appear on He Zhishu's body. Every time he bathed He Zhishu, the dark red tortured Jiang Wenxu and He Zhishu in different ways.He Zhishu also ate less and less, but vomited more and more times. When his stomach was empty, bile was also vomited out.

"Doctor Luo, Xiaoshu...can he survive the bone marrow transplant?" Jiang Wenxu finally faced this question directly. He didn't dare to think about it before, but seeing Xiaoshu's tormented appearance these days, he still couldn't bear it. Living.

"Mr. Jiang, I won't play around with you anymore. There are very few patients who survive the bone marrow transplant. You'd better prepare for the worst." Luo Wenkang, who is in his sixtieth year, has experienced too many life and death. But looking at Jiang Wenxu in front of him, he couldn't bear it.

so...

"...Oh, yes, thank you doctor."

In front of He Zhishu, Jiang Wenxu was always smiling, but after leaving the ward, he was always silent, his steps were heavy, and every step was so difficult.Several times, Luo Yiheng saw Jiang Wenxu leaning on the railing of the corridor, looking out the window quietly with red eyes. Jiang Wenxu, who had warned him with a cold tone before, looked so fragile at that time, as if a light touch will fall down.

February in Hangzhou is always rainy, and it rained for three consecutive days as He Zhishu said, and it finally stopped today, but the sky was still gloomy.Before entering the ward, Jiang Wenxu took out his mobile phone and looked at it.

February 2015, 2, today is Lichun.

On the day when all things are revived, all things are struggling to grow or struggle.But what spring brings to people is really hope?

The author has something to say:

Since the atmosphere is so heavy...

Here's an impromptu rap (strike out) OOC for everyone:

Jiang's mother: Old Jiang's mother doesn't love you, but little Jiang's mother loves you!

Xiaoshu: Thank you, Auntie, you are so beautiful today.

Dr. Ai: Is your Lao Jiang talking about me? exm? ? ?

Zhishu: Based on my understanding of him, yes.

Xiao Jiang: Hmph!Well now, it's my turn to have no lines!

Me: Jiang, take a closer look at the sentence "Jiang Wenxu is arguing with the people around you". Since it is "arguing", it must mean that you have something to say, right?

Xiao Jiang: Very good——

Me: Little friend Jiang, you really don’t have it in the next chapter~

Xiao Jiang: ——Reasonable, pi!

Me: Kids, don't swear.

Lao Jiang: Why are you arguing!Chi Chi crooked!My baby is sleeping!

Everyone: ... (os: dog man)

*The preparation before bone marrow transplantation is my Baidu's o(′^′)o

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