Times of our lives (TOL)

Chapter 33

Zhang Lianbang: "I also like Mayday! I knew I was booking a few days later!"

Han Dong: "Did you not like ... Zhuo Xiaoyuan?"

Xie Meng found that Zhuo Xiaoyuan hadn't spoken. He just wanted to send a private message to each other, and saw Zhuo Xiaoyuan send a message in the group: "I'm with me near the hospital. I may come to Beijing in a few days."

Xie Meng frowned and stopped, and Ji Qinyang, who was walking beside him, glanced over and said, "What's wrong?"

Xie Meng motioned him to see that Ji Qinyang turned up the chat record with no expression, and then pulled out his mobile phone and called Zhuo Xiaoyuan.

"Okay ... I'll give you the address later." Ji Qinyang grabbed Xie Meng's hand: "Don't worry about anything, there's room for you to sleep."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan seemed to say something over the phone.

Ji Qinyang smiled: "Don't be so polite, hang up."

Xie Meng opened her mouth: "Near her ..."

"It's okay." Ji Qinyang squeezed his palm: "Nothing will happen."

On the afternoon of Zhuo Xiaoyuan's arrival in Beijing, just after the thunder shower, Ji Qinyang asked the Qianmo band to borrow a car to pick up the brothers and sisters. The little girl was lying on Zhuo Xiaoyuan's shoulder, and smiled when she saw Ji Qinyang "I admire my brother."

Xie Meng held her in his arms, only to feel that the weight was scary. Zhuo Xiaoyuan's luggage was loaded into the car by Ji Qinyang, and his face was tired.

"Where to go first?" Qian Mo, who drove, asked.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan said, "Go to the hospital first. I have an appointment with the doctor, I'm afraid I can't catch up."

Qian Mo nodded, and started the car without much nonsense. Everyone was silent along the way. Only occasionally Zhuo Xiaoyuan whispered to his sister if he wanted to drink water.

Zhuo Jin was sleeping in Xie Meng's arms. She looked out the window and suddenly asked, "Are we going to the Great Wall?"

"Don't go today." Xie Meng coaxed her: "We need to see a doctor first."

The little girl nodded obediently.

Ji Qinyang touched her head.

When he arrived at the hospital, registered, inspected, and was hospitalized, Zhuo Xiaoyuan talked with the doctor in the corridor, his face never calmed down, Qian Mo bought dinner and water, but no one touched.

Zhuo Jinjin has fallen asleep. She is wearing a hat, because she is too sick and looks thinner.

"I stay to accompany the night." Zhuo Xiaoyuan came over and said, "Go back first."

Xie Meng: "What the doctor said."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan didn't speak, just shook his head.

Ji Qinyang asked him, "Do you have enough money?"

"Enough, you have all your chemotherapy money." Zhuo Xiaoyuan said in an unwilling manner, repeating: "Go back first."

Ji Qinyang didn't say much, he took a card from his wallet and handed it to the other party: "The password is near the birthday, so you can use it."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan opened his mouth and didn't take it. Ji Qinyang just shoved it into his jacket pocket: "Don't be too tired, tomorrow I will come to Xie Meng to take your class."

Ji Qinyang and Qian Mo leaned on the car and waited for Xie Meng and Zhuo Xiaoyuan to finish talking. Qian Mo took out a cigarette and died after taking a few breaths. He is a singer and usually pays attention to protecting his throat.

"How much is that Cary?" Qian Mo suddenly asked, "You have to pay the rent next month."

Ji Qinyang said lightly: "I have a solution."

Qian Mo snorted: "We have to wait two months for the next game, can you afford it?"

Ji Qinyang glanced at him, Qian Mo raised an eyebrow: "Are you rich?"

"I don't need you to control it." Ji Qinyang saw Xie Meng come out and made a gesture so far: "Don't say it."

Qian Mo shrugged, he pulled the door and sat in the driver's seat.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan ate the box lunch bought by Qianmo very late. He went to make hot water. When he came back, Zhuo Jinjin was still asleep. He sat by the little girl's bed for a while, stretched out his hands, and carefully touched his sister Pale thin arms.

"I'll go out for a while." Zhuo Xiaoyuan whispered softly to the middle-aged woman next door. "Look at my sister for help."

The middle-aged woman smiled warmly: "No problem, you can rest assured."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan thanked him and walked to the central garden outside the ward. He stood by the window of his sister's bed for a while, then slowly squatted on the concrete floor.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan smoked a cigarette for himself. He smoked very quickly. After a while, only the a little was left. When he was going to dig the second cigarette, he found that the cigarette case was empty.

"..." Zhuo Xiaoyuan grinned the cigarette case into a ball and held it in his hand. He raised his head, lowered it, and reached out his hand to cover his eyes after a while.