dislocation

Chapter 11

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Wenxu felt the hand covering his face move slightly. He raised his head subconsciously and looked at He Zhishu. All his emotions were seen by He Zhishu before he had time to clean up.

He Zhishu put his hands on Jiang Wenxu's red and swollen eyelids. "Brother Jiang, what's wrong? Don't cry..." He Zhishu said hoarsely, the tearing sensation in his throat made He Zhishu frown in pain.

Jiang Wenxu grinned and pretended to be very happy, reached out and pulled He Zhishu's hand that touched his eyelids, and helped He Zhishu sit up.

"It's nothing,...the sand dazzled the eyes...is it still uncomfortable?" Jiang Wenxu handed He Zhishu the warm boiled water that he had always prepared.

He Zhishu sipped his glass and shook his head gently.Only then did He Zhishu look around, realizing that he might have been hospitalized with a fever.Jiang Wenxu's eyes were red and swollen, his hair was disheveled, and his clothes were wrinkled. He looked like he hadn't slept all night.

He Zhishu slowly handed back the water glass and put it by Jiang Wenxu's mouth. "Brother Jiang, try it, this water is so sweet."

"Well, it's so sweet." Jiang Wenxu also took a sip, and seeing He Zhishu's sweet smile, he put away all his emotions and became that bright young man who was not disturbed by the world.

"Brother Jiang, why don't you go to bed first?" Zhishu He stretched out his other hand and pulled Jiang Wenxu up to let him sit on the edge of the bed. Because of squatting for a long time, Jiang Wenxu almost lost his footing.

In fact, apart from answering two calls, Jiang Wenxu stayed in the ward with He Zhishu the rest of the time, thinking about how to save He Zhishu and how to make He Zhishu get better.Although he hadn't slept all night, Jiang Wenxu didn't feel sleepy, because there was still one important thing waiting for him to do - to get the bone marrow back for Zhishu He.Jiang Wenxu asked Ai Ziyu yesterday, and Ai Ziyu told him that the best way to cure blood cancer is bone marrow transplantation.

"I'm not sleepy. I'm hungry. Xiao Song will be here soon. I found an aunt for our family, and I heard that she cooks very well." Jiang Wenxu took the cup from He Zhishu's hand and placed it next to the hospital bed. on the cabinet.Pressing his forehead against He Zhishu's forehead, he tested He Zhishu's body temperature. "It doesn't seem to be hot anymore, I'll let the nurse take a look."

"Forget it...forget it, I think I'm fine now..." Zhishu He expressed reluctance, he was afraid that the nurse would give him an injection.He Zhishu thought to himself that he was getting more and more spoiled by Jiang Wenxu.

Jiang Wenxu looked at He Zhishu's aggrieved expression covering the back of his hand, thinking that his crying, laughing and fussy boy had returned.Jiang Wenxu also covered the back of He Zhishu's hand with his hand, and lightly touched He Zhishu's forehead with his forehead.

"You don't know how to infuse, little fool, why is it so fast? I'll just ask the nurse to take your temperature, okay?"

"All right……"

The weather in Beijing is really changeable. Yesterday it was still clear and cloudy, but today it is back to cloudy.It was almost noon, and most of the haze had cleared.But Jiang Wenxu still felt that he couldn't see the road in front of him clearly. He didn't know whether his myopia was getting worse or because of his mood.Jiang Wenxu just came out of Li Zekun's house, stood by the side of the road for a while, and dialed the phone.

"Hey, Lao Jiang, what do you want from me? It's not that I don't want to disturb my wedding anniversary—"

"Jing Wen." Jiang Wenxu's car was sent for maintenance, and it was not easy to take a taxi in the villa area, so he had to walk slowly along the road.

"Ah? What's the matter?" Zhang Jingwen felt that Jiang Wenxu's tone was a bit off.

"Xiaoshu is sick." Jiang Wenxu stopped. He leaned against a tree and looked up at the cloudy sky.

"Is it serious?" When Zhang Jingwen went to see He Zhishu last time, he just thought that He Zhishu might have blood coagulation disorder, but now hearing Jiang Wenxu's tone is clearly not that simple.

is it serious?Jiang Wenxu asked himself.Jiang Wenxu remembered that when He Zhishu was still awake in the morning, he found a small lock of hair falling from He Zhishu's pillow, and he hurriedly hid it secretly, not daring to let He Zhishu see it.

"Seriously, leukemia." Although he went to Li Zekun with a glimmer of hope, Li Zekun still gave him the expected answer. "Jing Wen, can you help me find a suitable bone marrow?" Jiang Wenxu didn't know what to do, he felt that he was like a useless person, and he couldn't help He Zhishu with anything.

"...Okay, I will do my best to help you find it." Zhang Jingwen was obviously shocked by the news, and it took a long time to give Jiang Wenxu an answer.Although he knew that there was little hope of finding a suitable bone marrow, he still wanted to ease Jiang Wenxu's heart, because Jiang Wenxu must be a thousand times more uncomfortable than him now.

"Thank you." Jiang Wenxu raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was already 52:[-] in the morning.

"Is there anything else I need to do?" Zhang Jingwen knew that Jiang Wenxu must be busy now.

"...I shouldn't bother you when you got married recently, but I really don't seem to have anything to do... Can you help me look into the company? I don't have the energy to manage the company. I'll ask Xiao Song to contact you later." Jiang Wenxu's current company was acquired almost 12 years ago by He Zhishu with his life, and it is impossible for Jiang Wenxu to give up on it.

"Okay, the wedding is almost ready, you can stay with Zhishu at ease, and leave the rest to me."

It was already 11:30 when Jiang Wenxu arrived home, the aunt had already returned home, and the kitten's bowl was filled with fish soup.Jiang Wenxu came out of the hospital with the excuse of coming back to get a change of clothes. Although the nurse said that He Zhishu's fever had subsided and there was nothing serious, Jiang Wenxu was still worried.He quickly grabbed some clothes and toiletries, and was ready to go out again.Just as he was about to close the door, he turned back and saw an envelope inside the door.Jiang Wenxu opened the envelope in the elevator, and inside was a note and a ring.

——After listening to your answer, I know I can't replace him.But I can't bless you, I'm leaving.Return the ring to you, and return it to its original owner.

As for what question Shen Zui asked and what answer Jiang Wenxu gave him, no one knew, only the two of them knew.Jiang Wenxu just threw away the envelope and the note, held the lost and recovered ring tightly, and strode forward again.

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