Scum attack, your father is here!

"I'm not going out."

Normally, Chu Queze obeyed Qi Yousui's orders and demands unconditionally, but in this matter, Chu Queze was extremely stubborn:

"I want to stay with you."

His eyes were firm. Although his heart was a little hurt because of being rejected by Qi Yousui, and tears were still hanging from the corners of his eyes, he did not relax his strength at all while holding Qi Yousui's hand. Feeling a little pained, begged:

"Don't chase me away, okay?"

"you......."

Because Qi Yousui was sick and weak, his strength was not as strong as that of Chu Jueze's. He tried hard to pull his wrist out of Chu Jueze's palm, but it was held even tighter. The passive feeling of being controlled by others made him suddenly a little Getting angry, one mouthful is almost the quintessence of the country:

"Let go, cough..."

With his emotions out of control, Qi Yousui felt a rush of blood, and his mouth was suddenly sweet, forcing him to subconsciously cover his lips with his hands, and lay down on the bedside and coughed forcefully.

His shoulders trembled, his voice was hoarse, and he looked extremely vulnerable.

Both Qi Qingyun and Zhong Xuejin were taken aback by Qi Yousui's sudden reaction, and rushed up to check the situation, but as soon as they walked to each other's side, they saw a large puddle of glaring red blood on the ground. The knuckles of Yousui covering his lips slowly ooze out, like overturned cinnabar, or viscous red paint, one drop after another, so conspicuous on the porcelain white floor tiles, it makes people's heart skip a beat. Involuntarily sank down.

Zhong Xue was startled, and quickly pushed Chu Queze away, squatting halfway in front of Qi Yousui to check the situation, Qi Qingyun quickly reacted, and hurried to call the doctor.

Chu Queze was stunned by the scene in front of him, he was pushed out of the ward almost at a loss, seeing the white coats and figures rushing in front of him, fear, regret and confusion were intertwined and mixed together in his heart. There was a turbulent wave in his heart, so that he was a little flustered for a while, his breathing was short of breath, his heartbeat was so loud that it almost burst his eardrums, and the hands holding Ji'an were even trembling slightly.

Ji'an noticed Chu Queze's fear, so he stopped running around, and sat obediently in Chu Queze's arms, leaning on his shoulder, and slowly patted Chu Queze's shoulder with his fleshy little hands, like It was a little adult who comforted each other, and whispered to mother not to be afraid.

Because Qi Qingyun called the doctor in time, when the doctor arrived, he gave Qi Yousui a timely examination and treatment.

After careful examination, the doctor found that Qi Yousui's illness had become more serious, and a large area of ​​internal bleeding had already occurred, which led to the vomiting of blood.

"Mr. Qi, my idea is to find a suitable bone marrow as soon as possible."

The doctor has a dignified expression, even a little cold under the incandescent light:

"If you or your wife have other close relatives, you can also ask them to do bone marrow matching. The patient can't last much longer. Without bone marrow, he may not be able to survive this summer."

"........I see."

Although Qi Qingjun already knew that this would be the result, she would inevitably feel a little depressed in her heart.In order not to let Zhong Xuejin avoid Zhong Xuejin when he was talking to the doctor, when the doctor left, he stood alone in place for a long time, the slanted light hit his dignified side face, and his face was blurred. His jaw line was even tighter, his expression was heavy, but he still held on and refused to show any weakness.

I don't know how long a person stood alone in the empty corridor, until the sun gradually sank, and the rays of the sun seemed to be stained by roughly smeared orange paint, Qi Qingyun gradually felt a little tingling on her calf, The nerves from standing for a long time ached, causing him to frown involuntarily, because the pain stimulated his sober brain to return to rationality and began to function slowly.

"........"

He lowered his head, bent down stiffly, hammered his sore nerves, and smiled wryly. He didn't turn around until the pain eased, and was about to change his tired expression and go to see Zhong again. The snow was gone, but at the end of the corridor, two vague figures suddenly appeared.

Qi Qingyun couldn't help being stunned: "..."

who is where

"...Uncle Qi, it's me."

Seeing that Qi Qingyun spotted the figure in the corner of the corridor, he hesitated for a moment, then moved slowly, walking towards here.

As he raised his legs, the afterglow of the sunset slanted in, and countless golden dust like ginkgo leaves fell on the ground one after another, making his overly delicate features slowly revealed like a painting covered by a curtain. His supreme brilliance came.

The visitor has amber pupils, like a clear tourmaline, with a straight nose, beautiful eyebrows, fair skin, young and smooth, like fine jade reflecting a warm luster on his face, and his overall facial features are exquisite It looks like an expensive BJD doll, and there is no trace of flaws.

It was Chu Queze.

Holding Ji'an in his arms like a doll, Chu Queze slowly walked towards Qi Qingyun, and met Qi Qingyun's eyes that didn't understand.

Qi Qingyun saw her son vomit blood today, so she was not in a good mood. When she saw Chu Queze, she couldn't help but softly "tsk", and said in an irritable tone, "What are you doing here?"

"Since it's in front of my uncle, then I don't need to be too hypocritical."

Facing Qi Qingyun's impatience, Chu Queze did not show any nervousness, but calmly hugged Ji'an tightly to prevent the other party from slipping down. He did not dare to pretend to be innocent in front of Qi Qingyun anymore, and said seriously:

"I probably know how I can help You Sui, and I will do it."

"...No one is forcing you."

Qi Qingyun's legs were a little numb, she persisted for a while, but chose to give up, walked to the stool by the corridor and sat down, although she was at an angle of looking up, but in front of Chu Queze, she still had the momentum to overwhelm the other party, moved Move your lips and spit out cruel and ruthless words:

"Think about it yourself. Even if you do this, Yousui may not thank you or forgive you."

"So, are you still going to do it?"

"One yard is worth one yard, Uncle Qi."

Chu Queze smiled and said:

"If I did this to make You Sui forgive me, you underestimate me too much."

"I won't take this matter to coerce you, don't worry."

Chu Queze let Ji'an stretch out his hand to pick a red mole on his neck curiously. After a while, he felt a little itchy, so he turned his head away calmly:

"You go back, I will contact my adoptive father tonight."

"There is a feud between your adoptive father Shen Shu and your old grandfather Zhong Zhichun. I'm afraid it's not something you can talk about so easily."

Even if Chu Queze was willing to intercede, Qi Qingyun didn't want to have any expectations. When she raised her eyes, she revealed a pair of eyes that were half bloodshot. Same diameter.

"...I will find a way, don't worry." Chu Jueze held Ji'an's restless little meaty paw, and originally wanted to put him into Qi Qingyun's arms and let him take care of him for now Ji'an, but as soon as he let go, the obedient and quiet Ji'an just started crying, hugging his neck and refused to let go, crying heartbreakingly, tears like a flood that opened the gate, as if Chu Queze was about to As if abandoning him, the voice was desperate and shrill, and in the end, even the voice was hoarse from crying, the eyes were red and swollen like walnuts, and the nose twitched. It seemed that he was wronged to the extreme, which made people feel unbearable.

"..." Chu Queze had no choice but to hold Ji'an in his arms again, while coaxing him softly while walking back and forth in the corridor, slowly patting Ji'an's face with his palm. The back comforted him until the comfortable shaking made Ji'an feel a little sleepy, then he slowly stopped crying, curled up into a small ball, nestled in Chu Queze's arms and did not move.

"I'll take him first."

Chu Queze didn't know why this Ji'an relied on him so much the first time he saw him. He could only attribute the reason to Ji'an's lack of love and the experience of being abandoned, and turned to Qi Qingyun and said :

"Uncle Qi, I'll find a way to contact my adoptive father first, and then I'll contact you when there is a result. I will do it as soon as possible."

"Okay." Qi Qingyun glanced at Ji'an, thought for a while, and said:

"Then take good care of Ji'an, I'll wait for your news."

"Okay." Chu Queze hugged Ji'an and didn't dare to make too much movement, as if he was afraid of waking Ji'an, he slowly turned sideways to get out of the way, and his attention was completely focused on the restless sleep and eye circles Honghong's Ji'an seemed to feel a little distressed, she didn't even pay attention to what she said to Qi Qingyun, subconsciously said:

"Go back, Uncle Zhong is still waiting for you."

Uncle Zhong?

From Chu Queze's appearance to now, no one has explained Zhong Xuejin's identity to Chu Queze at all, so where did Chu Queze's "Uncle Zhong" come from?

Chu Queze's voice was not loud, but when it fell on Qi Qingyun's more sensitive nerves than ordinary people, it was like a small ringing bell, which suddenly caused a slight tremor in the eardrum, making Qi Qiyun's eyes condense suddenly.

"........."

Not right.

This idea appeared suddenly, without any reason, but it made Qi Qingyun feel a little vigilant and suspicious.

How could he know Zhong Xuejin's identity?

Qi Qingyun stood up slowly, and suddenly raised her head, she didn't know what she thought of, her condensed gaze passed through the suspended dust and air, and fell straight on Chu Queze, silently sizing her up, after a moment of consideration, Suddenly asked directly:

"Did you already know the identities of Zhong Xuejin and me?"

He asked this question without thinking, but he managed to make Chu Queze's body stiffen, and even slowed down the movements of coaxing the child. After a long time, he slowly recalled what he just said, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Speak." Seeing this, Qi Qingyun didn't understand anything, and frowned fiercely, her voice was as cold as ice, which made people shudder.He has limited patience with people other than his wife and son, and the aura of someone who has been in a position for a long time suddenly erupts, causing Chu Queze to tremble with fright, and he dare not raise his head to look directly into Qi Qingyun's eyes.

"...Yes, I knew it a long time ago." Chu Jueze shivered subconsciously, lowered his head, his black hair hung limply beside his ears, his voice was very slow, and the tip of his tongue swept between his teeth, like It is the lingering rhyme of ordinary lips and teeth in every word, and the voice is low and hoarse:

"Actually... I knew it a long time ago."

"When did you know?"

Qi Qingyun frowned, as if he wanted to continue asking, but because of Qi Yousui, he hadn't eaten since noon and all night. At this time, his stomach suddenly convulsed faintly, and he covered his abdomen with his palm uncomfortablely. Time spoke no more:

"......"

"...Uncle, you may find it incredible."

Chu Queze didn't answer Qi Qingyun's words directly, but talked about him a little bit, which made Qi Qingyun's eyes slightly lowered, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.

But Chu Queze lowered his eyes, not daring to look at or not wanting to see Qi Qingyun's reaction. He stood on the other side of the corridor, leaning against the cold wall, invisible distance from Qi Qingyun, amber-colored For a moment, the pupils were as deep as a dark lake, unable to penetrate a gleam of brilliance, and said word by word:

"But I am familiar with You Sui's eyes and the emotions represented by various expressions. As long as he raises his eyebrows, I know what it means and what he is thinking."

"The way he looks at Uncle Zhong, he doesn't know, only I know." Chu Jueze kept this secret very carefully, but today, he exposed all his ambitions:

"It's hard to believe. I have been with him for more than ten years, and I have also studied for more than ten years. I have a notebook*, which records what he said to me every day. I study him carefully every day like I am studying. The meaning of every sentence, the connotation of every action, and the eyes of different people."

"I can even understand him and understand him better than himself."

Chu Queze seemed to be smiling, but the smile revealed a little bleakness, and the voice was as soft as a puff of smoke, which could hardly leave traces in anyone's heart, just like him, the setting sun cast on him, A strange and distorted shadow falls:

"So, as long as he wants me to do something in his heart, even if he doesn't open his mouth, I know it and will do it."

"...You're really a little crazy." Qi Qingyun is not a fool, and immediately understood what Chu Queze meant, and she broke out in a cold sweat unconsciously. In front of Ze showed a complicated look of what he was thinking, and said with difficulty:

"you.........."

"So I don't regret doing that thing at all, because I know he wants me to do it. Otherwise, that day, he wouldn't be uncharacteristically tempting me, feeding me sugar oil cakes, and then, at the art festival Throw the flowers I gave him on the ground, get close to you in front of me, let my heart go from heaven to hell, and use this method to repeatedly anger me."

Chu Queze didn't smile this time, nor did he show that timid expression in front of Qi Qingyun, the smile was unpredictable:

"I know what he's thinking...I know both."

"So let's just say it. In my heart, I don't want to go to find my adoptive father. I would rather die when I am old enough to be cured, because if this is the case, I will be able to choose to die on the same day as him."

Chu Queze's words were creepy, but the smile on his face was gentle and clear, and his amber pupils were clean without any impurities:

"I want him dead. Because that's the only way I can have him, be with him forever in a way, no?"