I heard you want to flirt with me?

In the long aisle of the hospital, there were three teenagers standing with their backs against the wall, some were looking up at the ceiling, and some were looking down at the floor.

"Wen Jiang, did you ask the nurse if it was leukemia?" Song Suqing calmed down and asked cautiously.

Wen Jiang also lowered his head, a little dejected: "It is said that it is in the early stage, as long as you persist in chemotherapy, there is a great chance of recovery."

"I've been chatting with Chen Huai for the past few days, but I didn't realize that he's already so seriously ill." Xia Li squatted down slowly, shrinking into a ball, wrapping her arms around herself, her voice choked with sobs in the mouth.

Xia Li and Chen Huai have always had the best relationship. During Chen Huai's leave, they chatted and contacted every day. Every time they called or played games, they could clearly hear Chen Huai's trembling voice, but he never cared about it.

He has always been indifferent to Chen Huai's illness, so he is still Chen Huai's friend.

Thinking of this, Xia Li roared even louder.

Song Suqing slapped him on the head, covered his choking mouth, and whispered, "Why are you crying? You are still alive. If the four eyes heard you crying, what would you think?"

"That's right, fat man, don't cry, put away your tears, it's time for us to go in, and now Chen Huai needs us to accompany you." Wen Jiang picked up the hot water bottle on the ground, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, but left Redness at the corners of the eyes.

Song Suqing stood up suddenly, with a very firm expression: "Now we can't be mourned, we have to cheer up Siyan and accompany him through the difficulties."

"That's right, it's just leukemia. With proper treatment, you can still live a long life." Xia Quer wiped his eyes hastily, and his fat body swayed.

"That's right." Wen Jiang nodded repeatedly.

At this moment, the door was gently opened, and Su Yunche walked out, leaning cross-handed on the door, squinting at them: "This is the hospital, please be quiet."

Song Suqing reacted quickly, pulled Su Yunche over, closed the door again, and asked in a low voice: "How is Chen Huai, is there any emotional instability, or something..."

"How is your body? Do you feel particularly uncomfortable because of your illness..." Xia Li also came up and asked anxiously.

"Will leukemia patients be particularly weak? Do chemotherapy every day..." Wen Jiang also asked.

Su Yunche looked at them, the stars in his eyes immediately gathered, he smiled slightly, with a teasing tone: "Why do you ask me, it's not because I'm sick."

"This... isn't it because I'm afraid that if you ask Chen Huai directly, he will be sad." Song Suqing said cautiously. He glanced at Chen Huai who was lying on the hospital bed.

Su Yunche smiled gratifiedly. Maybe friends are like this. They treat Chen Huai as a friend, so they can cry and laugh with him. Even if he is suffering now, they will understand Chen Huai's mood and take care of everything about him carefully. .

He had been alone for too long, he had seen the indifference of human nature, and seeing the young people talking to each other, a flower gradually grew in his heart.

"Chen Huai is doing well now. He said that it's time for chemotherapy in two hours, so you go in now and stay with him." Su Yunche deliberately lowered his voice.

Xia Li and the others poked their heads in and found that Chen Huai had been leaning on the bed, looking sideways at the sunlight outside, and there was still light in his eyes.

Song Suqing pushed Xia Li and the others in, and found that Su Yunche was still standing there, and asked, "Brother Che, won't you go in with us?"

Su Yunche shook his head lightly.

He didn't go in. After all, he was not very familiar with Chen Huai and the others. With him around, Chen Huai and the others were not easy to talk to.

Song Suqing looked at him a few times, and finally said: "Then you wait for me at the door, don't go alone first." Seeing him nodding, she dared to go in with confidence.

Su Yunche stayed outside, and he was the only one standing outside the long, white corridor. There was no noise from anyone, and the tip of his nose could smell the faint smell of disinfectant.

He walked to the bench on the opposite side and sat down, took out his mobile phone, the top of the screen displayed the message that he had transferred money to Chen Huai, and when he clicked on the balance, he found that there was only 1067 yuan left.

Hey... the 1000 yuan is gone. If Song Suqing doesn't take care of him, he will really starve to death.

In the ward, as soon as Xia Li entered, he held the hot water bottle and put it beside the bed. Looking at Chen Huai who was lying on the bed, he pretended to tsk tsk and said, "I used to be a thin monkey, but now I'm even thinner, and I have this hair. , tsk tsk, really ugly."

Chen Huai smiled suddenly, and reached out to stroke his hair: "My mother also said that I look good with a short cut."

"That's your mother, of course you said that." Song Suqing was afraid that Su Yunche, who was outside, would feel rejected by closing the door, so she opened the door wide open on purpose.

He went up and touched Chen Huai's head, it was very prickly, but his hair was limp, with a sweep, it seemed that a few strands could fall off.

"It feels good in the hand, and Xia Quercus can also cut one."

Wen Jiang sat down on the bed and said, "For Xia Li's big face, if you cut off an inch, all that's left is the face."

Xia Li turned around and said, "My face is also of golden ratio, so beautiful."

Wen Jiang: "Return to the golden ratio, the most you have is a nose and eyes."

Xia Li: "Tsk tsk tsk, then you look good, with small eyes, big nose, and big mouth. The whole thing is two hot springs and a lake under Mount Everest. It's so ugly."

A fire burst into Wen Jiang's heart, he stood up suddenly, stretched his neck, and despised him: "Fatty, short, just like a ball."

In a fit of anger, Xia Li slammed into it, and Wen Jiang fell to the ground. Xia Li said condescendingly, "Weak chicken!"

"Fatty!" Wen Jiang changed his position and lay down comfortably on the ground.

Chen Huai sat on the bed and looked at them with a smile on his face. He was a quiet and introverted person.

Suddenly Song Suqing took out a card and handed it in front of him, he was taken aback: "President Song, what are you doing like this?"

The card is black, could it be the legendary black card.

"Your family probably has no money." Song Suqing glanced around, the small single room, "You take this card, it doesn't have much money in it, it's just my new year's money for the past few years, it's only tens of thousands. "

Chen Huai's hands froze in mid-air, how... tens of thousands of lucky money?

Xia Li and Wen Jiang, who were wrestling on the ground, also stopped: "President Song, how much do you say?"

Song Suqing looked at them and said with a smile: "My family is a listed company and its headquarters are all abroad. Isn't it normal for me to have tens of thousands of New Year's money? Take it, don't be polite to me, just remember to pay the IOU."

Chen Huai quickly shook his head: "No need, you should keep the money to support Brother Che."

He just took 1000 yuan from Su Yunche, and he was already feeling very sorry, so he wrote an IOU, so that the 1000 yuan could be paid back later.It would be too embarrassing if I knew it would cost tens of thousands of dollars.

Song Suqing's eyes suddenly lit up: "What are you talking about, I'm taking care of Brother Che? Brother Che told you that I'm taking care of him."

"That's right, he said that you are taking care of him, so he is not short of money." Chen Huai kept smiling, talking too much, a little tired, so he reached for the millet porridge that was put aside, it was still warm.

But as soon as he picked it up, Song Suqing snatched it away.

"What do you drink? Brother Che cooks it like this. I'll keep him. Naturally, everything he cooks is mine." Song Suqing raised her head and took a sip.

The other two: "Tsk tsk tsk..."

Only Xia Li shook his head slightly, he really began to doubt Song Suqing's sexual orientation.

Su Yunche, who was sitting on the bench outside the door, was playing with Xiaoxiaole, and when he heard his name mentioned in the noise inside, he couldn't help muttering: "It seems that Song Er is really going to take care of me in the future. money."

Suddenly, "amazing" came from the phone.

Cleared.

Just now, they had a playful smile in front of Chen Huai and played a lot of fights, but after leaving the hospital, when they got into Jianzang's car, they all kept silent.

Song Suqing suddenly said: "Chen Huai's family may be out of money, we have to find a way to raise enough medical expenses for him."

Wen Jiang nodded in agreement: "But leukemia should require a lot of money. The few of us must not have enough money. Shall we raise donations?"

"How much money can we raise for donations, tens of thousands? But chemotherapy is very expensive, and tens of thousands is not enough." Xia Li, who was sitting in the co-pilot, said, with his fat and short fingers hooked on the seat belt.

"What if everyone in the county donated money?" Su Yunche, who was sitting on the farthest side of the back row, glanced at them, and said suddenly.

Song Suqing suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and snapped her fingers naturally: "Yes, if everyone in the county donates money, there will be a lot of money."

"They don't know Chen Huai, how can they donate money?" Wen Jiang asked, his tone was sad.

Song Suqing looked terrified, and lightly hooked her fingers: "I have three ideas, so I may be divided into three pairs. The easiest way is naturally to raise money and publish news about Chen Huai on the Internet, as miserable as it is , implementing the plan of "one dollar saves one life". Many people see that they only donate one dollar, and nine out of ten will be willing to donate.

There is also a flea market being held, and the idle things in your hands are sold for charity, and the money you get is given to Chen Huai.In the end, it is natural to hold a large-scale commercial performance..."

"Business show? Mr. Song, do you still know the actor?" Xia Li had a look of disbelief. She didn't expect Song Suqing to be the boss.

"Of course I don't know him, but I have an uncle who runs an Internet celebrity company, and he has some Internet celebrities in his hand. It should be fine to borrow and use."

"Invite an Internet celebrity? It's expensive." Wen Jiang searched the Internet, and the price of any event attended by an Internet celebrity is in the four digits.

Song Suqing raised her eyebrows slightly: "Uncle won't take my money, Jian Zang, you will inform Uncle Lu later that I have something to ask him to come to the villa."

Jian Zang, who was driving, glanced at him through the rearview mirror and nodded: "Okay, Mr. Song."

"Then let's make a plan for these three activities tomorrow, and it's best to implement them all together next weekend. Our goal is to book a 20 yuan first." Song Suqing compared an OK.

Xia Li and Wen Jiang applauded sincerely, Mr. Song really knows how to do business.

Even Su Yunche couldn't help staring at him from the side. When Song Suqing spoke just now, it seemed that there was a faint light on his body. When he was talking, the charm fell from him.

At this time, Song Suqing hooked Su Yunche's shoulder who had not spoken all this time.

"Brother Che, am I handsome or not?"

"……handsome."

"Do you love me!"

Su Yunche kicked him, gritted his teeth and said, "Love!"

The tail behind Song Suqing wagged again: "Ah...my damn charm that has no place to rest."

Xia Li looked back at them, wanting to poke his eyes.

Suddenly, Song Suqing raised her eyebrows and said, "Jian Zang stops the car and lets these two dogs get out of the car."

Two dogs: "..."

Afterwards, Xia Li and Wen Jiang were indeed discarded by the side of the road.

"Why don't we leave?" Wen Jiang looked at the back of the car going away.

Xia Li sighed softly: "Maybe we think this light bulb is too obtrusive."

"........."