Scum attack, your father is here!

A few days later, the spring sports meeting officially opened.

Both Qi Qingjun and Zhong Xuejin knew that Qi Yousui had signed up for the 400-meter relay race, and had sat in the audience to watch the match. Qi Yousui, who was ashamed to death, kept protesting, but his life and death protests were ineffective, but Zhong Xuejin was honestly told by Qi Qingyun's light words:

"It's too red, it will distract my son."

Only then did Zhong Xuejin reluctantly give up the idea of ​​pulling the banner.

He unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, handed it to Qi Yousui who was doing warm-up and stretching exercises, and instructed in a gentle voice:

"Son, run slowly, it doesn't matter if you run slowly."

The plastic runway in Nangang is going to be renovated and rebuilt recently, so there are some potholes on the ground, and the sharp stones protrude and sink in a continuous wave shape. You can kick the falling gravel with a few steps. He frowns straightly, like all the parents in the world who are worried that their children will be hurt, they can't help feeling a little worried.

"It's okay." Qi Yousui took a sip of the water in Zhong Xuejin's hand, and suddenly tasted a little sweet smell of blood in the water, frowned calmly, his complexion seemed a little weird.

Zhong Xuejin looked at his unattractive expression, her heart suddenly lifted, and a trace of obvious tension flashed in her eyes:

"What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Qi Yousui swallowed the bloody water in his mouth, Zhong Xuejin's uneasy expression was reflected in his black pupils, he paused, tightened the cap of the water bottle in his hand, pretending to be nonchalant and impatient Changed the topic and said:

"Who doesn't want his son to run fast to win the championship, but wants his son to run slower?"

Besides, with such a small stone, even if it does fall, it's okay to bleed a little.

Qi Yousui didn't take Zhong Xuejin's worry seriously, shook his head, stuffed the leftover water bottle back into Zhong Xuejin's arms, followed the broadcast into the venue under Zhong Xuejin's worried gaze.

Zhong Xuejin's right eyelid has been twitching since she woke up this morning, and she always felt uneasy. Seeing that Qi Yousui had already entered the arena, she couldn't help frowning and kicking the stone beside her feet, as if she was a little irritable, her hair was limp He lay on his head like a withered potted plant, and kept his head silent:

"........"

"What's the matter, I've been depressed since this morning."

Qi Qingyun put her arms around his shoulders, and kissed his temples comfortingly:

"Is there anything you can't tell me? Huh?"

"........nothing."

Zhong Xuejin couldn't be hypocritical and said that she didn't want her son to go on such a dangerous runway. After all, there were so many people walking around on it, and no one accidentally had any serious accidents. She forced the corners of her lips to smile laugh:

"Let's go see our son."

.......

Because the race is about to start, many idlers on the track were cleared out. Qi Yousui stood on the designated white line, subconsciously searching the crowd for Chu Queze, but after a while, he suddenly thought of the other party. Having already gone abroad, he paused for a moment, then slowly looked back.

The eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, hiding the thousands of thoughts in the eyes.

Qi Yousui knew in his heart that Chu Queze had been inseparable from him for many years, and he knew Qi Yousui better than Qi Yousui himself, so what happened last year...

"preparation--"

While Qi Yousui was in a daze, the referee at the starting point blew his whistle, and the whistle sounded like a sharpened sword, instantly cutting off his thoughts.

The referee put the starting gun on the iron plate and moved his fingertips lightly. The sound of the gun was like dozens of balloons exploding at the same time, making a loud "bang". Zhong Xue, who was timid in the inner circle of the playground, was startled, shrugged her shoulders slightly, like an insecure rabbit, hurriedly bumped into Qi Qingyun's arms.

"......" Qi Qingyun patted his trembling back dumbfoundedly, and hugged him in his arms, as if coaxing a child, patted Zhong Xue with his palm lightly. The back of his head, but his eyes fell firmly on his son Qi Yousui.

There were four classes competing on the track today, and Qi Yousui was the last one to beat the four bats.

Class Ten is a top class, but there are many top students in it who don't just know how to study, and many of them also pay great attention to exercise in their spare time. As soon as the starting gun is fired, they react very quickly and rush out. Be impatient, hand over the stick steadily.

On the other hand, class 1, because there were seedlings from two sports teams including Shen Lianyi among them, the other three didn't take the group of nerds in class [-] seriously. I decided on No. [-], but I didn't expect those people in Class [-] to run faster than rabbits like dogs behind them.

The athletes in the Class [-] relay race originally thought that it would be fine to just run casually, but seeing this, they couldn't help but panicked.

As soon as people panic, there will be problems. As expected, in the process of handing over the sticks, there was a serious mistake when the second stick and the third stick were handed over, and the third stick fell off. Almost out of sight.

The third class member of the seventh class is also a tall and long-legged athlete. Seeing this, he gritted his teeth and rushed forward, quickly narrowing the gap, but it was still two seconds late. Year-old has run towards the finish line.

Shen Lian's eyes were gloomy, he clenched his stick tightly, and ran towards the wind with his long legs. The sweat was blown into his eyes, causing a little stinging pain, but his eyes were fixed on Qi Yousui's back like a beast, almost There was a green light, and his expression was almost ferocious. In the end, he couldn't even feel his own steps, like an arrow leaving the string, he almost ran out of the afterimage, and ran to Qi Yousui's side in an instant.

At this moment, Shen Lianyi and Qi Yousui are like two anxious carriages driving side by side, one behind the other, with a distance of only a few centimeters. This scene obviously brought the competition to the match point, and the situation has entered a heated stalemate. , when it was less than 20 meters away from the finish line, everyone present shouted with excitement when they saw this. Some waved their arms and called Qi Yousui to come on, and some stomped their feet and shouted to Shen Lianyi to come on. The atmosphere of the scene was like It was cooked, it was so hot, and even Qi Qingyun, who had always been indifferent, couldn't help but raise his heart slightly, secretly sweating for his own son.

Qi Yousui was fine, no matter what others shouted, he always looked indifferent, but Shen Lianyi was different, he really wanted to win, especially when he saw Li Cen standing upright with all his strength. When shouting at Qi Yousui on the iron frame to cheer up, jealousy almost overwhelmed his reason, the dark thoughts were like the sand buried deep in the bottom of the pool, as long as there was a slight ripple in the pool, it would multiply in his heart and mind. tip of brow.

Her mouth was dry and even bitter, Shen Lian's eyes were red, and there was only one thought in her mind at the moment:

Qi Yousui must not be allowed to win!

But those two-second mistakes are too difficult to catch up. On the track, even if one second is slow, the champion may lose to another team.

No matter how Shen Lianyi ran, he could only follow Qi Yousui half a step behind Qi Yousui's left hand, and the finish line was getting closer and closer to the two of them at this moment. With only a few meters to run, Class Ten could win champion!

How to do how to do........

The figure in front of him was blurred by sweat, Shen Lian's brain was buzzing like a dilapidated bellows, his thoughts were in chaos, his mind was surrounded by vines, and he couldn't move right and left. Seeing Qi Yousui's right foot About to move towards the point, the string called reason in his mind finally snapped.

Qi Yousui must not be allowed to win!

Under the control of such a thought, Shen Lianyi, who was dazzled by jealousy, stretched out his right foot out of nowhere, and tripped the speeding Qi Yousui on the spot!

At this moment, a sudden change happened.

Qi Yousui didn't know what happened, his upper body had passed the point, but his lower body staggered a few steps and knelt down on the ground. The sharp stones cut his bare skin instantly, and the bright red blood spurted out, dyeing Sai's skin instantly. He said, he hummed softly in pain, Junxiu's brows twisted slightly, as if in extreme pain, he fell down less than half a meter away from the point with his knees hugged.

If Chu Queze was here, he would definitely know that Qi Yousui is very delicate by nature, and he is most afraid of pain. He made a small hole in the past. Although he pretended not to care, in fact, if he didn't hurry up and coax him, He can be so aggrieved that he can shut himself up.

But none of the people present was Chu Queze. Before they could react immediately, they just looked at each other in amazement at such a turn of events. In the huge arena, there was an uproar after a brief half-second of silence. Everyone exchanged information with each other, uncertain ——

"Did anyone see how Qi Yousui fell down just now?!"

"Damn...he's too fast for me to see clearly!"

"...It seems that Shen Lian tripped him up."

Many of the people present were recording or taking pictures with their mobile phones. After a while, someone slowed down and looked back with their mobile phones. The screen of the mobile phone clearly recorded Shen Lian stretching his legs when he was about to approach the finish line. !

"Damn it! The people on the school team are so despicable?!"

"Laughing to death, it's as if Qi Yousui is something good. Someone forgot about his cheating in the half-monthly exam last semester?"

"What melon did I miss?!"

"Didn't that matter be framed by someone..."

The people present soon forgot that Qi Yousui was the real victim, and the debate about the other party's character quickly resumed, becoming more and more noisy, and under the chaos, the truth of what happened at the sports meeting was almost revealed Cover up.

"Hush, stop talking, Qi Qingyun is here!"

I don't know who yelled like that, and the group of people who were so noisy that they almost rolled up their sleeves suddenly fell silent like a chicken being strangled by the neck.

Even though many people haven't seen Qi Qingyun with their own eyes, his heroic demeanor of beating up his classmates in front of the teacher in the classroom has been spread throughout the ages. After resigning from the student union, he was not only not put on small shoes by the people in the student union, but also by the dean. Personally asking the reason for resignation, all these signs show that the other party is a very difficult person to mess with.

In particular, the other party seemed to be wearing Qi Yousui's appearance, which made it easy for people not to say small things about Qi Yousui in front of Qi Qingyun.

Under the admiring and nervous eyes of the crowd, Qi Qingyun pushed aside the crowd with a sullen face, walked to Qi Yousui's side, and knelt down to check the wound on the opponent's knee.

The scrapes and cuts on Qi Yousui's knees were criss-crossed, almost as big as the mouth of a bowl, and the blood flowed out so fast that it made one's scalp tingle, Qi Yousui's entire face was as white as paper and transparent , fell into Zhong Xuejin's arms, his lips were bloodless, his eyes were closed tightly, and he almost didn't want to say a word in pain.

"...how did you bleed so much?"

Qi Qingyun frowned deeply, and her tone was rarely anxious, and then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, she immediately picked up Qi Yousui and quickly ran towards the infirmary.

I thought it was just an ordinary scratch, but for some reason, the school doctor changed the white gauze one after another, and used the hemostatic cotton balls one after another, but Qi Yousui's blood could not be stopped at all, except for the dazzling blood in front of him. , and nothing else.

Such a scene of endless blood flow made Zhong Xuejin suddenly recall when she was born Qi Youshou, the strength of the arm holding Qi Qingyun couldn't help but aggravated a bit, the slender finger bones turned blue and white, and her figure was crumbling:

"Ahyun, my son won't be the same..."

"Don't think blindly."

Seeing that the blood from Qi Yousui's wound flowed like a flood, Qi Qingyun felt a little flustered, but he couldn't show it. If he panicked, Zhong Xuejin would definitely lose his mind.

Qi Qingyun had already called the ambulance number of the hospital, and as soon as she received the notification, she quickly picked up Qi Yousui and sent him to the ambulance.

Obviously, this was not the first time the doctor saw a patient who was bleeding profusely. After a brief examination of Qi Yousui, he was quickly sent to the ward for blood transfusion, and performed a routine blood test on Qi Yousui.

Within two hours of waiting for the test results to come out, Zhong Xuejin and Qi Qingyun sat on the seats in front of the ward door, their expressions were exactly the same dignified, Qi Qingyun didn't even sit still in the end, and said over and over again Walking back and forth in the empty marble corridor, Zhong Xuejin covered her face and her shoulders trembled slightly. From Qi Qingyun's angle, he couldn't see his expression clearly.

The atmosphere was like falling into the deep sea, even the sound of breathing could not be heard, it was so quiet and dull that it was almost suffocating.

"Who is Qi Yousui's family?"

A cold notification sound broke the long-standing silence, but made the tense nerves of the two of them even more precarious, almost breaking in the next second.

It wasn't until the doctor called twice that Zhong Xuejin came back from the trance. When she raised her head, Qi Qingyun was already standing in front of the doctor, frowning and talking with the doctor.

The doctor handed Qi Yousui's examination list to Qi Qingyun, and said in a low voice:

"The initial suspicion is acute aplastic anemia."

Qi Qingjun's wrist holding the checklist trembled imperceptibly. When she raised her head again, she opened her mouth, and couldn't even say a word for two seconds. After a long delay, she said in a hoarse voice:

"How could this be?"

"Has the patient recently had symptoms of fever and bleeding?"

The doctor's glasses reflected the cool light of the incandescent lamp:

"If there is, the possibility is very high. However, it can only be said to be a preliminary conclusion, and bone marrow puncture is needed to fully confirm it."

"Why does my child have acute aplastic anemia?" Zhong Xuejin couldn't believe that Qi Yousui would suffer from this kind of disease, she stretched out her hand to pull her hair in a breakdown, big tears flowed all over her face, her voice was choked and difficult Word:

"He was obviously healthy when he was born, how could he have this disease?! Did you misdiagnose him?!"

"Yinyin." Seeing that Zhong Xuejin's emotions had completely lost control, Qi Qingyun frowned and saw him hugged into her arms, and squeezed out a not-so-obvious, apologetic smile towards the doctor:

"Sorry doctor, my wife can't accept this fact yet."

"Are you a young couple?"

Because you don't need to wear school uniforms during the sports meeting, Qi Qingyun and Zhong Xuejin only wore regular clothes, and Qi Yousui and Qi Qingyun's husband and wife look alike, the doctor didn't think too much, nodded to express his understanding, patiently explained:

"Acute aplastic anemia has many causes, and it may be exposure to common radiation, chemicals, or even genetic factors."

The doctor's original intention was to express that the pathogenesis of aplastic anemia was not yet clear, but unexpectedly, after he had said so much, Zhong Xuejin seemed to have only heard the last few words, his expression froze suddenly, and then his whole body froze. He was stunned, moved his lips, and trembled in disbelief:

"Inherited?!"

Could it be that the son's illness...was inherited from him who has a blood clotting disorder? !

"The patient in bed 1532 has temporarily stopped bleeding and is awake."

The nurse in the white nurse's uniform didn't know what the three of them were talking about, she walked out of the single ward holding the materials by herself, holding the blood bag that had been transfused, looking at Qi Qingjun and Zhong Xuejin With a little sympathy in his eyes, he paused and said:

"Your son has been looking for you as soon as he woke up, and kept asking if you were gone."

"...didn't leave."

No matter how turbulent Qi Qingyun's heart is at this moment, he can't show the slightest weakness in front of outsiders. Once he loses control, Zhong Xuejin and Qi Yousui will panic even more.

Qi Qingyun watched the doctors and nurses go away, paused, slowly stretched out her arms, sighed, and embraced Zhong Xue, who was crying uncontrollably, into her arms, but she kept paying attention to Qi Qingyun in the ward from the corner of her eye. Yousui, after a while, turned around and led Zhong Xuejin to the door of the ward.

At the moment when her fingertips were on the doorknob and she was about to open the door, Qi Qingyun didn't know what to think of, and suddenly stopped her movements, lowered her head, and her gaze fell on Zhong Xuejin's tear-stained face.

He thought for a while, bent down slightly, carefully held up Zhong Xuejin's face, gently wiped away the tears on Zhong Xuejin's face with his fingertips, and said warmly:

"Go in later, if your son asks, just say it's a common fever, and it will heal if you treat it carefully. Don't tell your son that he has a second handicap, okay?"

Zhong Xuejin's tears fell in strands, and he nodded vigorously when he heard the words. At this moment, the expensive and wealthy son in the past raised his hand to wipe away the tears with the back of his hand without image, the tip of his nose was red from crying, and he choked up and said:

"...I won't tell."

"... Be good." Qi Qingyun hugged him in her arms, put her chin on his hair, and patted him like coaxing a child. When Zhong Xuejin's sobbing gradually subsided Going down, it turned into a silent sob, and then slowly opened the door and walked in.

Qi Yousui still looked like a half-grown boy, but his face turned pale overnight, like a green bamboo growing against the wind that had cut off the rain and dew, lost the grace of the world, and looked haggard for no reason.

Seeing Qi Qingyun and Zhong Xuejin come in, he struggled to sit up from the hospital bed, his dry and chapped lips moved, and finally he could only utter a few words in a shy voice, even with a forced smile:

"...Dad, Mom."

Qi Qingyun walked over, touched his hair distressedly, deliberately blocked Qi Yousui's view of Zhong Xuejin, and said:

"Is there any discomfort on your body?"

"..." Qi Yousui shook his head, looked up at the blood bag above his head, with a calm expression:

"Father, tell me, am I suffering from some serious illness?"

When Zhong Xue heard the words, her shoulders trembled slightly, and she lowered her head. The curved neck was like a lifeless withered rose, covering her face, and the crystal clear water flowed from his fingers. Seeps out, refracts dim light in shadows.

"Don't worry, it's not a serious illness, just a little anemia."

Qi Qingyun took a step forward, hugging Qi Yousui into her arms, barely daring to meet Qi Yousui's probing gaze, raised her head in embarrassment to prevent the other party from seeing the mist in her eyes, and forcibly suppressed the pain in her heart. Sour, he stroked Qi Yousui's hair reassuringly:

"Trust Dad, it can be cured, don't be afraid."

"...Dad is trying to lie to me again?"

Hearing this, Qi Yousui bent his eyes, slowly picked the sheet on the bed with his fingertips, and said in a low voice:

"I just saw my mother's eyes are red."

The implication is that if it wasn't a serious illness, why would Zhong Xuejin's eyes turn red with sadness?

"......" Zhong Xue got up from the chair in a panic after hearing the words, and sat beside Qi Yousui.

He reluctantly raised a smile on his face, and slowly held Qi Yousui's hand that was holding the indwelling needle. His heart was full of sadness and self-blame, but on his face, he could only comfort Qi Yousui with gentle words:

"I am, it was just outside... the wind and sand was a bit heavy, so the eye circles are red."

Hearing this, Qi Yousui raised his head, took a fixed look at Zhong Xuejin, and suddenly stretched out his hand, which was bluish and bluish from the needle for routine blood tests, and gropingly held Zhong Xuejin's face.

Zhong Xue looked at Qi Yousui without knowing why, thinking that the other party wanted to hug him, and was about to lean over to hug Qi Yousui, but Qi Yousui's fingertips brushed against Zhong Xuejin's red eye sockets all the way, and she lowered her head. , slowly opened her lips and said a word, which made Zhong Xue startled, couldn't help it anymore, and shed tears instantly.

Qi Yousui said, "Mom, don't cry."

He was still smiling, his voice fluttering weakly:

"I don't feel any pain at all."