The time of the city

After arriving home, Ni Jiamu picked up Mo Yu from the car like a chick, held her in his arms, opened the door, and put her on the sofa. His movements were done in one smooth motion.

"I can leave on my own."

"Why didn't you say it just now? You said it after you hugged me?" Ni Jiamu's brows were wrinkled like a knot. He felt annoyed when he thought of Xiao Hecheng carrying Mo Yu on his back.

"Stretch your legs out." Ni Jiamu took out safflower oil from the cabinet and poured it into his hands, then patiently and gently massaged the red and swollen areas on Mo Yu's legs.

"Brother, I can do it myself."

"What can you do with your clumsy hands? Last time you hurt your hand, now it's your leg, where will it be next time?"

"I was wrong, brother." Mo Yu blinked her big eyes and stared at Ni Jiamu aggrievedly.

After applying the medicine, Ni Jiamu capped the bottle and went to the kitchen. Mo Yu immediately took out her cell phone from her pocket and sent a message to Xiao Hecheng. She was relieved to know that he was fine.

Waves of fragrance wafted from the kitchen. Mo Yu knew from the smell that everything Ni Jiamu made was what she liked. Her stomach was rumbling with hunger at the moment, and now she just had to wait for him to finish cooking and call her over to eat.

"Why isn't it ready yet?" Mo Yu knelt on the sofa and looked towards the restaurant. Seeing Ni Jiamu placing dishes one by one on the dining table, she quickly sat down obediently.

But after waiting for a long time, Ni Jiamu still didn't come to call her. Her stomach had already protested to her. She stuck her head out to look at the restaurant again, and happened to meet Ni Jiamu's eyes as he was eating quietly. She quickly looked away and lay down on the sofa.

"I was really angry and didn't even come to call me."

Just as she was feeling sad, she suddenly felt a heat around her waist. Ni Jiamu picked her up by the waist and put her on the dining chair.

Wow, sweet and sour spare ribs and braised pork are her favorites. Seeing these delicacies up close, Mo Yu couldn't resist at all. She subconsciously reached for the chopsticks, but found that there was no bowl or chopsticks in front of her.

"Brother, where are the bowl and chopsticks?"

"Haven't you two eaten? I just felt lonely eating alone, so I asked you to come and keep me company." Ni Jiamu curled his lips and took a piece of pork ribs from in front of Mo Yu and put it into his mouth.

"Today's ribs are good, but there are too many to finish."

"Brother, let me help you eat." Mo Yu quickly moved closer to Ni Jiamu, staring at the plate in front of him.

"You two should be full now. I'm afraid you'll be stuffed."

"Brother, I didn't eat. I'm hungry."

"Will you listen to me from now on?"

"Listen, listen, listen." Mo Yu nodded like a dog.

"Open your mouth," Ni Jiamu said with satisfaction as he picked up a piece of pork ribs and handed it to Mo Yu's mouth.

"Brother, please get me a bowl and chopsticks. I can eat by myself."

"Then don't eat." Ni Jiamu pretended to take back his chopsticks.

Mo Yu bit into the ribs and said, "I want some." It was this familiar taste. She slowly finished a piece of ribs and then pointed at the braised pork next to it and said, "Brother, I want some more."

"Come on, open your mouth"

"Brother, I want some soup."

Ni Jiamu then scooped some soup into his own bowl, blew it cool, and handed it to her.

"Brother, I want more food."

After the meal, Mo Yu was very satisfied with what Ni Jiamu fed her, and her belly was full.

"Brother, I'm going back to my room." Mo Yu was about to get down from the chair when Ni Jiamu picked her up again.

After carrying Mo Yu back to the room, Mo Yu wanted to take a shower again. Ni Jiamu went downstairs and took some plastic wrap from the refrigerator and wrapped Mo Yu's injured area several times. He then carried a stool into the bathroom and finally put Mo Yu on it.

"Sit down and wash."

Ni Jiamu leaned against the bathroom door and listened to the rustling sound of water inside. He admitted that he was scared. When he saw Xiao Hecheng carrying Mo Yu on his back today, he actually felt like he had lost Mo Yu.

It seems I have to catch her well in the future.

After Mo Yu finished taking a shower, Ni Jiamu acted as a porter and carried Mo Yu to the bed. He repeatedly confirmed that her injuries had not worsened before tucking her in the quilt with confidence.

"Good night, bro. Please turn off the light for me when you go out."

"I'll stay here with you tonight, in case you have a sore leg and can't find me to cry."

"no need."

"I don't like you rejecting me, just close your eyes." Ni Jiamu lay down on the sofa and closed his eyes, ignoring Mo Yu.

"Okay." Mo Yu buried her head in the quilt. Perhaps because she was too tired today, she felt sleepy after a while.

Hearing the even breathing sound, Ni Jiamu opened his eyes, turned on the lamp on the bedside table, lifted Mo Yu's quilt, lay down in it, and hugged the little girl tightly in his arms.

"Good night, sweetheart."

Xiao Xuyang was lying on the hospital bed, looking at the curtains that had not been opened for a long time. The screen of his mobile phone was full of information related to leukemia. Since he came back from Yueyue's ward that day, he didn't dare to open the window. He was afraid of seeing her. He didn't want to admit that the girl who was as lively as an angel had the same fate as himself.

While he was thinking, the door opened and the nurse who brought him medicine every day walked in. "Xuyang, it's time to take your medicine."

Xiao Xuyang took the medicine woodenly and swallowed it without any water.

"Xuyang was in a good mood a few days ago, why is he unhappy these days? Maintaining a good mood will help with recovery."

"Sister Nurse, how long can I live?"

Hearing Xiao Xuyang's words, the nurse was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile and said, "As long as Xuyang accepts the treatment well." The nurse did not say the rest.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, nurse."

After the nurse left, Xiao Xuyang got out of bed and opened the window that had not been opened for a long time. The corridor opposite was empty.

Go see her, maybe we will never have the chance to meet again. The voice in his heart forced Xiao Xuyang to walk out of the ward.

With the experience from last time, Xiao Xuyang walked to the door of Yueyue's ward with ease. When he was about to push the door open, he heard the sound of vomiting and crying from inside the room.

"Dad, am I going to die? I feel so bad."

"Yueyue, it's okay. Dad will save you. Dad will go find a doctor." Then the door was opened, and Xiao Xuyang witnessed the tears in the man's eyes.

The man quickly wiped away his tears and said, "You're here to see Yueyue again. Come in."

Xiao Xuyang nodded and walked in. The girl on the hospital bed was unaware of his approach. She closed her eyes and breathed with difficulty, as if she wanted to inhale all the air she could to survive into her lungs.

She looked more haggard than before and seemed to have lost some weight.

"Are you okay?" Xiao Xuyang raised his hand and touched her head. "Brother said that if you touch your head, the pain will go away."

"Little idiot, I'm fine. Are you okay?" Yueyue opened her eyes and smiled through her pale lips.

"What could possibly happen to me? Didn't I come to see you?"

"My name is Yang Hanyue. Remember this, you are Xiao Xuyang, or you won't even know my name by the time I die."

Seeing the pessimistic and negative side of Yueyue, who was always so optimistic, Xiao Xuyang felt uncomfortable and speechless. Maybe she was a pessimist by nature, but just suppressed her emotions and forced herself to be lively and cheerful.

"You're not going to die. Don't be so negative."

"It seems like our roles have been reversed. You can also comfort people, little fool."

"Actually, I'm quite lucky. Even if I die, it's worth it. I have a great father." Yueyue picked up the photo on the table and pointed at the young man in it.

"Isn't my dad very handsome? But who would have thought that this photo was taken two years ago? You'd be shocked to see what my dad looks like now. He's much older."

"I'm not scared. Your dad is very handsome."

"I'm really lucky. My father's boss's family is also very kind. They paid for my medical expenses. My boss's brother has been helping me find a bone marrow match, and my sister has always encouraged me."

"We are all very lucky. I have a very good brother."

"I don't want to talk anymore, little idiot. I'm a little sleepy. You go away." Yueyue covered her nose and her face became even paler.

"Yueyue, are you feeling uncomfortable again?" Xiao Xuyang pulled Yueyue's hand away and saw the blood on her palm.

"The doctor is here, Yueyue." Yueyue's father rushed into the room with a group of doctors. Xiao Xuyang was driven out. When he left, he saw tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Doctor, I want to have a bone marrow match with Yang Hanyue."

I am already a dying man, and I want to fight for her hope of life as much as possible. Dear Davari, please carry this bright Venus and go on for me...