The supreme master of the female president

Carrying a small bag of mangoes, Yang Yitian, who had just returned to the hospital, heard his sister's weak crying and rushed into the ward from the corridor.

"Xiaoxuan!" Yang Yitian squeezed away the little nurse in front of her, half-kneeled in front of the hospital bed worriedly, and asked Yang Xuan what's wrong and if she felt uncomfortable in a trembling voice.

"Woooo. Brother, where have you been? I can't find you when I wake up. I'm so scared." Yang Xuan, with moist and red eyes, tightly grasped Yang Yitian's skirt with her small hands, refusing to let go no matter what.

"Little fool, why are you crying? I'm afraid that my brother will fail to run away. By the way, look what I brought you."

Yang Yitian forced a smile and shook the bag in his hand. When she was a child, Yang Xuan liked to eat mangoes. There was a mango tree planted in the shanty town before the demolition, and he often secretly climbed up to pick it for her to eat.

Yang Xuan, whose eyes were red and swollen from crying, had no appetite at all, buried her head on Yang Yitian's chest, cherishing the time when he was by her side.

Yang Yi winked and told the little nurse on the side to go out, peeled the mango carefully, and told Yang Xuan to have the operation immediately next week.

"Brother, haven't all your allowances been transferred back to me? Where did you get the money for the surgery?"

Hearing that Yang Yitian had paid the operation fee, Yang Xuan asked in panic, because she knew that the operation fee was more than 50 yuan, and her brother's monthly allowance was not much at all.

"I found a job today, the salary is very good, and the boss knows your situation, kindly advanced a sum of money to me in advance, don't think too much, don't you like to eat mangoes, promise to eat!" Yang Yitian With a gentle smile, he handed the peeled mango to Yang Xuan's little mouth. He actually had a lot of money. The frozen black gold card had a balance exceeding eleven figures, just to prevent The younger sister was worried, and only sent her 5000 yuan a month, lying that it was an allowance for her military service.

"elder brother"

Yang Xuan, who is well aware of the coldness and warmth of human feelings, did not believe Yang Yitian's words, but she did not dare to continue to ask, she opened her pale lips, and lightly bit a small mouthful of mango, and the teardrops the size of beans could not stop flowing down. Cheeks flowed down.

Seeing his sister crying, Yang Yitian seemed to be devouring his heart like ten thousand ants. He hugged Yang Xuan's petite body and said softly: "Everything will be fine. Didn't you say you want to go to Rose Island to play? When the operation is successful, brother must will take you there!"

The next morning.

As soon as Yang Yitian finished washing his sister's face, the phone rang, and he answered the channel: "What's the matter?"

"My lord, the top team of leukemia doctors took off to Ningjiang last night, and they should be there today!" The person on the phone said in awe.

"Let them go back, no need!"

Yang Yitian's voice was low. The doctor's earnest words yesterday sounded a wake-up call for him, because the top doctor team is no match for the attending physician who has been treating his sister carefully for several months and is familiar with his sister's condition. The most important thing is that time does not allow delay He went down, and he didn't have the money to pay expensive fees, and he didn't want to shamelessly ask others to borrow it.

"Did something happen, my lord?" The person on the phone asked in confusion.

Yang Yitian didn't explain, just hung up the phone, picked up the wash water and went back to the ward, wiped his sister Yang Xuan's body, and accompanied her thoughtfully.