Laughing astray

Yan Zihan no longer had the sick look of the morning. Before Cong Xiao came back, he dug out the porridge that Cong Xiaoyi had made in the refrigerator, and drank it as soon as it was hot.

Cong Xiao parked the car, picked up the clothes bought for Cong Ji Yun from the back seat and shuddered on the seat, "I'm a little nervous."

"What's wrong?" Yan Zihan asked.

"After knowing our relationship, this is the first time I take you to see my mother." Cong Xiao sighed, "I never thought about it before."

"There's a second time, and a third time." Yan Zihan took Cong Xiaoyi's hand and squeezed it, "Go up, I'm going to have chemotherapy tomorrow."

"what."

Since Ji Yun was sitting and watching TV, he looked a little thin in a hospital gown, and the chemotherapy last time didn't know if it worked or not. Cong Xiao pushed the door open and came in, saying hello to Aunt Zhang.

"I'm going to wash some fruit," Aunt Zhang picked up a small basin, took out a few apples from the small cabinet, and walked out of the ward.

"Have a cold?" Cong Xiao handed the clothes he bought to Cong Jiyun, "Tomorrow we will have chemotherapy, so we should rest early today."

Taking the bag from Ji Yun, he smiled happily.

"I bought two clothes for you, and those at home are all worn into rags, and I don't know how to change them." Cong Xiao helped Ji Yun take out the clothes, "Go and try."

Cong Ji Yun nodded and began to rummage through the clothes for price tags. Cong Xiao took a quick look and grabbed it, "If you want to try it, you can try it. If it doesn't suit me, I'll change it."

Yan Zihan wanted to laugh, but held back his laughter from behind. Although the relationship between mother and son eased, Cong Xiaoyi and Cong Jiyun still spoke with a bit of toughness. Cong Jiyun nodded and stood up, and walked into the ward toilet.

The clothes fit well. Cong Jiyun didn't feel thin as before. Cong Xiao never praised others, but just stood there and watched, "Just wear it. I wanted to take you out for a stroll. You have a cold, so let's rest first."

Cong Jiyun nodded, picked up the small comb on the side and combed his hair. Aunt Zhang came in with the washed apples, and saw the clothes on Ji Yun's eyes, "This clothes are so beautiful!"

Cong Jiyun pointed at Cong Xiaoyi, with a smile on his face.

"Smile and look good!" Aunt Zhang handed the apple to the two, "Take it and eat."

"Hmm." Cong Xiao took it.

"You guys just came today." Aunt Zhang put the small bowl of apples on the small cabinet beside her, clapped her hands, hesitated for a while, and then said, "The doctor came to make rounds yesterday, isn't it tomorrow's chemotherapy? The doctor said it's okay to leave the hospital."

Cong Xiao raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at Yan Zihan, and Aunt Zhang continued, "That person said it when she came to the party last night, and your mother also said that it will cost a lot of money to stay in the hospital, and the treatment should follow what their doctor said The process goes on, once a month, after the chemotherapy is over, you can rest at home, go to the outpatient clinic to check the white blood cells at a fixed time, and then come to the hospital if you have any major problems, and just wait for the next chemotherapy if there is no problem."

After Aunt Zhang finished speaking, she turned her head and looked at Cong Jiyun, "Am I right? Did I miss anything?"

Cong Jiyun smiled and shook his head.

If Auntie Zhang hadn't said it, Cong Xiaoyi would not have thought about when Cong Jiyun would be discharged from the hospital. The money on his body would not be able to support Cong Jiyun's large expenses for chemotherapy afterward. It's just come to reality, the relationship with Cong Jiyun is a big thing, but there are bigger things than this.

Now he lives with Yan Zihan, although the house at home can be tidied up and he can continue to live in it, but after going back yesterday, those eyes and gossips from left and right will definitely have an impact on Cong Jiyun, and in that case, it is impossible to ask Aunt Zhang to be an escort However, whether Cong Jiyun can live alone is also a question.

The air in the ward was suddenly silent, Cong Xiaoyi frowned and was thinking of a way. He didn't have the courage to move back to live with Cong Jiyun. Although the relationship with Cong Jiyun eased, it might still be a little awkward to live together as before.

"Come home." Yan Zihan said.

The gazes of several people followed Yan Zihan's voice.

Yan Zihan hasn't spoken since he came into the room. He used to be the same. He just quietly watched the interaction between Ji Yun's mother and son and Aunt Zhang. He understood Cong Xiaoyi's concerns, maybe he felt that several people didn't hear clearly. , he repeated, "Come and live at home."

Cong Xiaoyi was a little surprised, and Cong Jiyun was even more surprised. Aunt Zhang didn't understand but was still surprised along with it. Yan Zihan gently squeezed Cong Xiaoyi's ring-wearing finger, and said to Cong Jiyun, "When the chemotherapy is over tomorrow, we will be here." He Xiaoyi came to pick you up and live in my house, so you don't have to be burdened, and Xiaoyi has time to take care of you."

Since Ji Yun seemed to want to refuse, Cong Xiao reacted and said before her, "Ah, we will come to discharge you early tomorrow, and Aunt Zhang has been bothering you all day."

"No trouble, no trouble." Aunt Zhang shook her hand, then sighed, "You say this, and you are reluctant to part, and no one talks to me anymore."

"Auntie, you can come if you are bored. We are not at home during the day, so you can come and accompany my mother." Cong Xiao looked at Yan Zihan and said.

"All right!" Aunt Zhang clapped her hands happily.

After a few more instructions, Cong Xiaoyi and Yan Zihan were about to go home first, and Cong Xiaoyi relaxed when they drove out of the hospital, "Thank you."

"What?" Yan Zihan asked while sitting in the co-pilot.

"I just want to thank you." Cong Xiao said, slowing down the car, "Everything, come to me, like me, be with me, and my mother."

"Aren't you very moved?" Yan Zihan asked with a smile.

"I'm so touched!" Cong Xiao followed with joy.

"Then just stay by my side all the time." Yan Zihan stretched out his hand and took Cong Xiaoyi's hand while driving, "Don't go to the neighboring city."

"Hey, I found you..." Cong Xiao clicked his lips, "Why are you so young at such a young age?"

Yan Zihan pursed his lips, "Keep innocence at all times."

"Then accompany me to buy a wig for my mother first." Cong Xiaoyi drove the car on another road from memory, "Look at her chemotherapy and started to lose her hair."

Whether Yan Zihan said to go to the neighboring city or not is already a deep-rooted decision in Cong Xiaoyi's heart. It was the man sitting in the co-pilot who led him to make this decision, the man who saved him every time, he thought To become better, he wants to be able to hold up the sky that only belongs to him, and stand beside him without any burden.

When the phone rang, Cong Xiaoyi felt it for a long time before he realized that it wasn't his own ringing. He had the habit of turning on the vibration. Yan Zihan, the co-pilot, had already pulled out his phone and made a mouthful to him, "Song Haozhe."

"It's not over." Cong Xiaoyi said in a low voice.

Yan Zihan picked up the phone, said a few words on the phone, and then hung up, so the sixth sense left to women is no longer attached to him. Before Yan Zihan could speak, Cong Xiao stopped the car Stepping aside, he asked calmly, "About Bai Jingguo?"

"Yes." Yan Zihan nodded, "Song Haozhe said, Bai Jingguo wants to see you."

The author has something to say: I took a short vacation for myself yesterday, but I didn’t actually take a break. The report made the team members dissatisfied. In addition to working part-time at night, I was so tired that I didn’t go to bed until after four o’clock. How should the next plot develop? , I'm still thinking that many stories haven't been written yet, but it feels a bit delayed, but I will sort it out as soon as possible, thank you for your support!Still continue tomorrow, refill, love you all.