[Jing Xun: I heard that your company has won a gold medal? Congratulations! ]
[Mr.: Yes]
[Jing Xun: Didn't you go up to receive the award, sir? Everyone is very curious about your appearance. ]
[Mr.: The project has main creators and R&D personnel, they will lead it]
...
So sir, it is really low-key.
After chatting with the chat software for two days, Jing Xun also figured out a pattern. Generally, when Shen Yijin seldom typed for him, and the words were particularly concise, it meant that the other party was busy with something and it was not convenient to reply.
Jing Xun doesn't care too much, he often forgets things when he is busy, so he never asks the other party for anything, and the chat is very casual.
Seeing that the rest time was about to end, Jing Xun didn't reply.
But Shen Yijin sent him a message: [It's about to board the plane]
[Oh, are you going to country F? ]
Jing Xun remembered the schedule that the other party had told him before.
[Well, back in three days]
Yes sir.
Just after typing a few words, before sending them in time, the screen of Jing Xun's mobile phone flashed, and it was "Mom" who called him.
"Hello, Mom?" He answered the phone.
...
Not long after, Jing Xun rushed to the hospital.
The disease that the original owner's younger brother got was not very stable.
Especially if there is not enough money for treatment.
This time, his younger brother was suddenly seriously ill and was pushed into the emergency room, and the phone was filled with the cry of the original owner's mother.
Jing Xun hurried to the door of the emergency room, and saw a couple sitting close together, both of them withered.
The stepfather was the first to look up and saw Jing Xun, forced a smile on his haggard face, and said, "Ah Xun is here." The
original owner's mother raised her head when she heard the sound, and Jing Xun saw it clearly.
... This face is also in the inherited memory, but it is a little blurry, not as vivid as it is now.
From a close distance, this lady named Luo Li should look pretty good, but she neglected to take care of herself after the original owner's younger brother fell ill, and now her face is not only haggard, but also has a sense of vicissitudes and oldness.
Jing Xun looked at the woman's face, and felt that the original owner's eyes and nose were very similar to hers, and the face shape was also similar... He began to subconsciously guess that maybe his real mother also had this appearance... But soon, the thought was
overtaken interrupt.
——Looking for the shadow of a mother I have never met in a book world sounds ridiculous.
Also a little hypocritical.
Besides, this lady was not like his mother...not the same.
She did not give up her sick child.
None of them gave up.
Ms. Luo Li's voice on the phone sounded rough, but her real body was extremely thin.
It looked downright flimsy.
But at the beginning, she was the one who insisted on getting custody from the original owner's irresponsible biological father, and single-handedly pulled the original owner to grow up. Now he still has to bear the high medical expenses of his younger brother... Fate sometimes likes to tease a person and make jokes with others.
If they were not sick, they would probably be a very happy family.
Jing Xun stepped forward.
Before she could say "Mom", the woman who was calm at first burst into tears and hugged him in her arms.
... It was the first time to be hugged by someone who could be called a mother. Even though he was mentally prepared on the way here, Jing Xun was stunned for a moment, but he didn't react.
Somewhat difficult, he raised his arms and hugged Ms. Luo back.
Jing Xun said: "It will get better."
It was also at this moment that he formed a very clear belief in his heart that he must heal the original owner's younger brother.
It's good to say that I'm grateful for being born again.
It's okay to say you can't stand another family being torn apart because a loved one is sick.
all good.
Once the belief was established, Jing Xun's mind began to automatically generate a plan.
Before, I just felt the need to make more money, but at this moment, making money has become a top priority.
In the original book, the main brother of Zhongyuan was cured, but only underwent bone marrow transplantation and needed to take medicine for life.
But at least in the setting, this disease is survivable.
This is enough.
The difference was that the original owner had to rely on Slag Gong because most of his younger brother's medical expenses were paid by Slag Gong, so he had to rely on him materially and emotionally, which caused the tragedy that followed.
But now it is Jing Xun who is self-reliant, which he can still do.
...
Ms. Luo cried for a while and then stopped her tears. About two or three hours later, the rescue was over and Lei Tianhao (the younger brother of the original owner) was pushed out.
The two elders both breathed a sigh of relief, Jing Xun wanted to persuade them to go to rest first, he was responsible for taking care of the younger brother for a while, but was rejected.
He had no choice but to stay by the side to see if there was anything he could do to help.
In the evening, Jing Xun wanted to go out and buy a few dinners and come back. Unexpectedly, just as he left the corridor where the ward was located and turned to the hall, he suddenly heard someone calling his name.
"Yo, isn't this Yan Jingxun?"
"..."
Jing Xun turned his head to look at the intersection where the guidance desk was connected, and he couldn't die... He actually saw a group of people from Zha Gong.
...Is this too much of a coincidence?
For no reason, Jing Xun felt a little bad.
Shen Bohan was followed by three people including Hu Xiaopeng, and the one who yelled in a strange way just now was Hu Xiaopeng.
Seeing that Jing Xun's footsteps had stopped, the few of them walked straight towards Jing Xun, and Shen Bohan was naturally the leader.
Er Shao wore a set of ordinary casual clothes today, but the top and bottom of him showed a certain international famous brand Loge, which made him look not so ordinary.
The others were also wearing all kinds of expensive clothes. They looked at Jing Xun with different expressions, and the most prominent one was Er Shao—he just stared at Jing Xun without speaking.
... This is the first time that Jing Xun has seen the real Zha Gong.
No bragging, Shen Bohan is objectively good-looking. He is tall and long-legged, with a standard figure. He looks like a human being when viewed from a distance or near. Whether it is appearance or figure, it is more common than ordinary people. The ones who didn't go up had the appearance of a male lead aura.
But for some reason, Jing Xun just couldn't get the handsomeness of this hero.
It is not an exaggeration to say that this person is completely outside his aesthetic line.
At this moment, Jing Xun's mind is full of thoughts: How could a person like Er Shao come to such a public hospital? How did they meet by such a coincidence? Reminiscent of Gao Lei's plot in the original book...
Ahhh, he doesn't want to have anything to do with Shen Bohan in the hospital at all!
Shen Bohan went out to play street basketball with others today, and he was a bit ruthless. A little brother was injured halfway, so he called 120 directly and sent him to the hospital.
No big deal, but out of boredom, he followed.
He also didn't expect to meet Yan Jingxun here.
Yan Jingxun's eyes are clear and clear, probably because of such eyes, his good looks are irreplaceable, even in a hospital where people come and go, he can still be seen at a glance.
...
In fact, even if Hu Xiaopeng didn't mention it, Shen Bohan saw him.
From the moment he walked out of the corridor.
"Why are you here?"
Yun Kai stared straight at him, and Shen Bohan glanced at the road sign above: "...hematology inpatient department? Who is hospitalized?"
He stared at Yan Jingxun again, but the other party just looked at him with black and white eyes, and did not answer.
Seeing the young man wearing ordinary clothes, his face was slightly pale, and his expression was a bit embarrassed... Shen Bohan suddenly thought, no wonder, he re-added Yan Jingxun's WeChat two days ago, but the other party didn't add him back.
…As soon as the video incident came out, after trying to get Yan Jingxun to take the blame… Even if he failed in the end, Shen Bohan still didn’t know how to face him.
In fact, he really didn't agree with it.
When he was in the nightclub that day, he didn't protect Yan Jingxun, mainly because he was angry that he was disobedient.
I was also upset and looked down on him.
He said that Yan Jingxun was not allowed to come to him privately, but the other party did it anyway. This made Shen Bohan feel that Yan Jingxun was ignorant, and that Yan Jingxun really couldn't do without me.
He wanted to punish him.
I abused him a little, so I broke up without thinking.
But it doesn't really mean that he wants to die.
After all, he liked it before, and in the face of the current situation, he doesn't want to push Yan Jingxun to blame.
But he didn't want the matter to continue to ferment and disturb his grandfather, and he couldn't resist the pressure from his friends and family.
In the end, Yan Jingxun could only be temporarily sacrificed.
Trying to add him on WeChat was just a whim when I saw his photo that day.
But because of a wrongdoing, the second young master didn't take the fact that the other party didn't add him back to heart.
In his heart, Yan Jingxun was just trying to get him if he didn't join him.
In two days at the latest, the other party will come back to find me, crying and shouting.
Of course, two days later, Yan Jingxun did not come to him.
Today, I will go out to play street basketball with others, and it is more or less because of this, which makes Shen Bohan feel a little depressed.
It turns out... Was something wrong with Yan Jingxun's family? ...
Suddenly bumping into Zha Gong's group at this moment, Jing Xun's expression was indeed not good.
Not only Shen Bohan saw it, but even Hu Xiaopeng and others beside him also saw it.
Seeing that Shen Bohan's expression was a little moved, Hu Xiaopeng couldn't help but continue to be angry: "Yo, who are you showing that wounded look again, Xiao Bailian? Congratulations, the encounter was successful." "Huh? Why not Talk ?"
As before, the other person hurriedly answered the conversation, giggling and singing the oboe: "Isn't our second young master here? Tell me your grievances..." "Shut up, you fucking fucked up!" End? "
Before Hu Xiaopeng and others could finish speaking, Shen Bohan suddenly burst into foul language.