Young master, your vest fell off

In the hospital, the smell of alcohol in the air dissipated a bit, Situ Xianran sat by the bed, but his mind was still restless.

　My mother suddenly fell ill at this time, as a daughter, how could she have the intention to leave?

　The nurses outside also began to change their shifts. By chance, one of them passed by, and there were whispered discussions.

　This floor is full of patients from the oncology department. Their illnesses range from mild to severe. It is not uncommon for the bed next door to be suddenly covered with a white cloth.

　Even in such a depressing environment, Fu Miaomiao smiled and persuaded, "It's not a serious problem. The doctor has said that married women will suffer from this disease."

　"Mom, don't say that." Situ Xianran felt distressed for a moment, his nose was sour, but he was forced to restrain himself: "I want to stay here with you, I want to see your second pathological examination Only when the result comes out can we leave with peace of mind.”

　There was a slight tremor in her voice, not because she was afraid of her mother's illness, but because she blamed herself for not caring.

　How irresponsible children are to leave their families at such a time?Now she understood Ye Zichen's feelings.

　"You child!" Fu Miaomiao sighed helplessly, but there was still nothing she could do about it.

　"Mom, didn't you always say that I was studying outside and didn't have time to go home to accompany you? I'll just stay here these few days and stay with you until you get tired of me." Situ Xianran took her hand , burying her head in her chest coquettishly.

　Fu Miaomiao was amused at once, and felt as if she had returned to more than ten years ago. Situ Xianran was still a child, and she loved to act like a baby in her arms.

　"Okay, you stay here."

　The dull atmosphere in the ward disappeared instantly, and Situ Han also leaned against the bed with a look of relief.

　During the day, he took care of Fu Miaomiao in the ward, and at night, Situ Xianran drove home by himself.

　After dinner, she went back to her room to wash up, looking at herself hazy in the mirror, feeling a little dazed for a while.

　A lot of things have happened recently, first Grandma Ye, and then her mother, both got cancer, which scared her heart pounding.

　Once a person faces birth, old age, sickness and death, he appears lonely and powerless.Situ Xianran has this feeling now, and only hopes that the result of his mother's medical examination is benign.

　After drying her hair, she dried her hair with one hand and flicked the phone screen with the other, frowning.

　During the bath time, Ye Zichen sent her a few messages, probably asking about her going back.

　But at this moment, she couldn't speak clearly when typing, so she could only dry her hair in a hurry, and after sitting on the bed, she called Ye Zichen.

　Late at night, Ye Zichen finished a busy day of work, and returned home as agreed before.

　As soon as he put down his things, he received a call from Situ Xianran.It's just that the grandma on the opposite side has already fallen asleep, the door is closed tightly, and the sound insulation of the room is not good, so he had to lower his voice.

　"Ran Ran, how are you doing over there?"

　When Situ Xianran heard his voice, he immediately felt relieved and relaxed a little.

　"The doctor said that my mother's cancer is in the early stage. At that time, I took a film to see it, and I didn't know it. I had to do a pathological biopsy, but the results haven't come out yet." Situ Xianran said slowly, but mentioned the word "cancer" Suddenly, a sob choked up in his throat.

　Holding the phone tightly, Ye Zichen comforted: "Auntie is so young, and it's an early stage, she will definitely recover soon, don't worry."

　Situ Xianran said in a deep tone: "I feel a little scared, if she..."

　She didn't dare to continue, the uneasiness in her heart, only Ye Zichen could understand.

　"Don't think so much. As their relatives, we must have a positive attitude. Only in this way can they have an optimistic attitude and overcome the disease."

　The two of them encountered similar disasters, so they could only lick each other's wounds and comfort each other.

　Ye Zichen looked at the twinkling stars outside the window, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and said to the person on the phone: "I miss you. Do you think we are looking at the same moon now?"

　Hearing his words, Situ Xianran hurriedly got out of bed, opened the curtains, and raised his eyes to look at the moon outside, a curved round with a faint light, even the outline could not be seen clearly, but it was very white.

　"Is the moon over there also cratered?" Situ Xianran looked at the moon, as if seeing Ye Zichen, feeling warm in his heart.

　"Yes." Ye Zichen dragged out his voice: "It seems that we are looking at the same one."

　At the same time, a poem appeared in their minds: Thousands of miles together, even though Hai City is not very far from A City.But for them, it is thousands of miles apart.

　"When the results come out, I will be back soon."

　The feeling of missing is self-evident.

　The pathological results came out at nine o'clock the next day. Situ Xianran hurried to the hospital and followed the doctor to explain the results.

　"At that time, I only took an X-ray and saw that it was a small tumor. Now the pathological results come out, and it is indeed an early stage of malignant tumor, which can be controlled. It is recommended to use immunotherapy, which does not require surgery or hospitalization, as long as you go home and take medicine. .Now the domestic immune technology is not bad..."

　Next, the doctor told about the benefits of immunotherapy, but they didn't listen to it. They only had the phrase "to a degree that can be controlled" in their minds, and they all smiled.

　Situ Han went to the doctor first, shook hands with him, and said gratefully, "Thank you doctor!"

　If they were worried about the result before, they are all relieved now.

　The smiles on Fu Miaomiao's face also increased, and under Situ Han's persuasion, he also drank the chicken soup cooked by the nanny.

　The two were lying sideways, and Situ Xianran and Situ Xian'an walked out of the ward knowingly.

　There was a slight smile on Situ Xianran's face, and even his footsteps were a little brisk. As soon as he closed the door of the ward, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Ye Zichen.

　"My mother's result is early, the doctor suggested to take medicine!"

　Good news always spread very quickly, Ye Zichen felt a little more relaxed after seeing it.

　His grandma's illness has always been a thorn in his heart.But now he can do nothing but respect the old man's ideas.

　But Fu Miaomiao is different. She is Situ Xianran's mother, and she is only middle-aged. If she is defeated by cancer, it will be too unfair to Situ Xianran.

　Before Ye Zichen could reply, the phone was snatched by Situ Xian'an beside him.

　"My sister, you are happy now, there are still people who can pour out the bitter water." Situ Xian'an complained while looking at the time on the watch.

　"Don't forget that there is a welcome party, you are going to attend as my female companion." He reminded.

　Situ Xianran nodded, taking it for granted, "I know!"

　Taking a sideways look at her, Situ Xian'an said helplessly, "Just wear this?"

　Looking at the jeans and thick coat on his body, Situ Xianran sneered: "I'll go get ready!"