Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

The night is cold and quiet, and the winter wind is dignified.

"Old lady, old lady!"

Outside the door, Gui cried out anxiously.

Mrs. Jiang put on her clothes and got up: "What's the noise at night?"

"Old lady, young master he has hemoptysis."

Outside the house, white snowflakes floated up, and the first snow in the winter had been calling for a few days before it finally fell.

"What's wrong outside?"

The person outside the door replied: "It is said that the young man is ill and coughed up a lot of blood."

Later, Luo Changfang was calling for help.

Jiang Fuli got up, put on a coat, and went to open the door.

Luo Changfang ordered his servants to guard at the door, entered the house, sat down, and poured a cup of tea: "I have asked Brother Zhi's case to be checked, and there are some problems with the internal organs."

Every year, in winter, the single seedling of Sanfang will die or not. None of the internal organs is good, but it is still lingering.

"I heard from Dr. Hong from the hospital a while ago that some drugs, if taken for a long time, can cause heart and lung failure."

The lamp on the wall is a bit old, the light is dim, and it falls on Jiang Fuli’s face. She looks like Luo Changfang three to four points, with full lips, deep eye sockets, and the outline looks very tough, but when combined, it is somewhat The style of male and female indistinguishable.

In Jiang's family, the most business-minded person is Jiang Xiaolin, the long house. But if he is careful and shrewd, Jiang Fuli is not much more than him.

"Do you suspect Zhige's illness?"

She was skeptical: "His fox has grown up early, and I have to guard against it."

Had it not become a fine, it would have been a ghost long ago.

"Have someone tried it?"

She hummed, didn't go into details, turned her head and told the people outside the door: "Go and see, find out the truth."

"Yes."

At three o'clock in the morning, Jiang Zhi was taken to the hospital, Qin Shiyu left at 3:30, and Xue Bingxue came on his back.

He glanced at the blood-stained tissue in the trash can and knew what was going on: "How many pills have you taken?"

"Three."

Xue Bingxue immediately picked up his baby face that looked like he had just turned eighteen: "Don't kill you?"

This medicine is still in the research and development period, and the side effects are very serious. One is enough for him to lose energy for a week. He is not afraid of death, and takes three at a time.

He also said lightly: "I can't die if I cough up blood several times in a winter."

If you can't die, it will hurt your liver and lungs!

Have to be sterile!

Xue Bingxue wanted to scold him, but he didn't know how to scold people, and couldn't scold him, so he stared at him with anger: "Is someone in the Jiang family suspicious?"

He said ‘um’. He vomited a few mouthfuls of blood before, and now his face was as white as paper: "Without the help of the Jiang family, how can Jin Song have the guts to break ground on my head."

Jie Se was just a cover. Two groups of people came that night, the one in front came to cover people's ears, and the one behind came to see him.

Therefore, he vomited a few mouthfuls of blood to ‘rest assured’ those people.

"Brother Zhi," Xue Bingxue looked serious like an old man, "Do you like the girl with the film very much?"

Jiang Zhi choked.

Why do you ask this suddenly? !

"If you really like her and want to live with her for the rest of your life, in the future, you should stop taking medicine," Xue Bingxue said, "Brother Zhi, you have to die."

Xue Bingxue is the oldest of these people, even though he has an eighteen-year-old face, and even though he chirps in front of the girl who has been in love for more than ten years, but his thoughts are always the most comprehensive and mature. Guanzheng is so that he can find a large piece of pure land even in this gloomy world.

Jiang Zhi is different. He doesn't have three views or bottom line. He is cruel to others and even more cruel to himself. He doesn't hesitate to die. He is not afraid of death. When he is interested, he will play with him. If he is not interested, he will take medicine. Don't treat yourself as an individual, and don't take others as a matter. Such people are both righteous and evil, and do whatever they want.

He said a word, Xue Bingxue always remembered.

"If you die, you die, if you die, you die."

In the former, Jiang Zhi is talking about himself, and in the latter, he is talking about all the people he doesn't take seriously.

But this time, he was stunned by Xue Bingxue's words.

I have to spare my life...

He had to cherish his life, he could not play with his life, he could not clap with his life.

He became afraid of death because of Zhou Xufang.

After a long time, he said to Xue Bingxue: "Don't prescribe me medicine anymore."

The snow fell all night, early in the morning, covered in silver, and the whole world was covered with a layer of clean white. The snow in the Imperial Capital was always falling hurriedly and violently, accompanied by the wind, and set the posture of the end of the world.

At noon, Ah Wan came over after a meal, shaking the snow on her body, and waiting at the door for the coldness on her body to clear before entering the ward.

Jiang Zhi lay, looking out the window.

Ah Wan thinks he might be thinking about life: "Boss, can you get a bowl of soup for the Ten Completes?" He put the soup he brought on the cabinet and highly recommended, "My mother has been boiled all morning."

It’s not that he is exaggerating. His mother’s ability to make soup is comparable to a five-star chef. This is also the blessing of Jiang Zhi. After the kidney transplant, his mother regarded Jiang Zhi as her son. Jiang Zhi went to the hospital. She was more anxious than anyone else and tried every way to replenish his body. Only then did she develop the skill of making soup.

His mother Ms. Song might have forgotten that although the kidney in her belly was paid by Jiang Zhi, but her son signed a thirty-year lease of life.

Ah Wan was used to it, and was not so sad anymore, and served Jiang Zhi a big bowl of soup, and gave it to him.

Jiang Zhi was still in that position, and didn't move a bit.

"Go and discharge me."

"How can it be done? You can't mess around with your body. It's snowing outside and it's cold. You should stay in the hospital." Don't go out and die too early.

"Just let you go."

His eyes were thin and cold, like the early winter snow outside.

Ah Wan was so shocked by the cold that he shrank her neck and moved back: "I dare not. I said when the old lady left in the morning, let me watch you."

Look, the employer's pale face is mixed with a little redness, and it looks like a back light, how dare he let him out.

Ah Wan pondered for a while: "Did you leave the hospital because of Miss Zhou?" The employer was also despicable and shameless. Using a chandelier as an excuse, Ms. Zhou, who was too impoverished and desperate for living, had to invite him to dinner.

Jiang Zhi didn't speak, so he used his peach eyes that could turn all beings upside down, so casually emitting air-conditioning.

Ah Wan moved back again: "Otherwise, you tell Miss Zhou that you can't go if you are sick."

"No way."

The tone couldn't help but say, there was no room for negotiation.

Ah Wan Sou intestines: "Boss, Ms. Zhou is so nice. If she knows that you are in the hospital, she will definitely come to see you. Girls nowadays can't stand the tricks of beauty and misery the most."

Well, Comrade Lin Wanwan is a pickle drama harvester. Although he is not clever, he knows a lot about men and women.

Jiang Zhi remained silent for a while.

Ah Wan continued to lobby: "The weather is not good today. The restaurant hasn't been booked yet. You can just make an appointment with Miss Zhou. If Miss Zhou comes to see you in the hospital, you can see you more."

really--

After thinking slightly, Jiang Zhi took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Zhou Xufang.

"I am sick."

Then, three minutes passed, ten minutes passed, twenty minutes passed... She hasn't returned yet!

Ah Wan who was slapped in the face: "..."

Jiang Zhi threw the phone on the table, his eyes seemed to melt the goose feathers outside: "You didn't mean that she would come to the hospital to see me?"

Ah Wan scratched his head to make him look as sincere and innocent as possible: "Maybe you are busy without reading WeChat. Would you like to call her?"

Jiang Zhi kicked the blanket under his feet, turned over and lay down, as if he was angry.

Ah Wan: "..."

The hairy boy in unrequited love is so fickle and naive, see when you can do it!

Thirty seconds haven't arrived--

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

He coughed and panted again, sat up with a sickly body, drank a few sips of soup, then touched the water cup on the cabinet weakly, took a sip, and took the phone.

Ah Wan: "..."

Oh, man.

Ah Wan pretended not to know anything, and glanced at the boss' cell phone secretly.

The name he saved for Miss Zhou is a Zhou Xufang, which is the first in the address book.

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected.

"Hey."

On the phone, the wind is louder than her voice, it should be outside.

Jiang Zhi coughed and cleared his throat: "It's me."

"I know it's you."

Well, it's pretty good.

Jiang Zhi leaned against a pillow, her bones were soft, like a delicate and delicate disease that needs careful pain, he asked her a little temper: "Why don't you read WeChat?"

Zhou Xufang said: "I'm handing out flyers."

"..."

How many jobs did she do! There is no rest in such a heavy snow.

He coughed again: "I'm in the hospital."

The voice was weak and the tone was spoiled, as if saying: I'm sick! Do you dare not obey me?

Zhou Xufang immediately asked, "Are you sick? Are you serious?"

"Cough cough cough cough..." He said weakly, "Well, it's serious."

Zhou Xufang immediately decided: "Then I will see you after I hand out the flyer."

Why wait for the flyer to be distributed? !

Jiang Zhi couldn't wait: "You--"

Now! in! on! Come! Look! I!

But she didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and hurriedly interrupted: "The foreman is here, I'm going to hang up first."

Then, there is a bunch of toots.

Jiang Zhi who just vomited blood last night and now feels about to vomit blood again: "..."

This kind of feeling is like being kicked by a grassy horse in my heart. The pain is second, and the most important thing is-hurts self-esteem.

Huh!

The phone was thrown on the cabinet by Jiang Zhi.

"Lin is late."

Ah Wan’s scalp was trembling. Fortunately, his mobile phone rang in due time: "My mom is here for the video." He turned his back and connected to the video invitation of his family Ms. Song, "Mom!" You are really a Goddess of Mercy who rescued the suffering. Bodhisattva!

On the screen of the mobile phone, Ms. Song's big face, round like a compass, was burnt with a small curl of western-style instant noodles. People in their sixties wore a hairpin of a very young girl.

"Did Jiang Zhi drink the soup?"

Ms. Song asked Jiang Zhi.

Ah Wan shook her head, her eyes were grievances from her own son: "Yes."

Although Ms. Song has a girlish heart, she is really a sturdy temper: "What are you shaking? Get up and drive, don't block my camera."

This is my mother, my mother!

Ah Wan silently moved her head out of the camera, letting Jiang Zhi from the back into the camera.

Ms. Song returned the face of Hedong Lion last second. In this second, it turned into a splendid flower: "Jiang Zhi."

Oh, Ms. Song is Yan Kong. In three days, she changed to a male god, Ouba. Only Jiang Zhi was spoiled for two years.

Jiang Zhi called auntie.

"Is your health better?" Ms. Song's eyes were so kind that she could pinch water.

Although Jiang Zhi's attitude is not close, he is polite and patient: "It's much better."

"The soup I stewed for you contains warm and tonic herbs. You need to drink more."

"Ok."

At this moment, there was a rooster cry in the video.

Afterwards, Ms. Song's big round face moved out on the screen, and a chicken head was exposed.

Ms. Song carried the chicken: "Double Happiness, come and give your father a hint."

Jiang Zhi, who was suddenly promoted to his father: "..."

The chicken Jiangzhi almost didn’t recognize him. It was more than a yard rounder than when Zhou Xufang gave it to him. He is wearing a pink skirt, red bow and green flower head, like a festive and funny mascot. .

Ah Wan explained on the side: "My mother named your boss your pet chicken, called Double Happiness, and made many small skirts for it." Although he said it many times, it was a rooster, but she still couldn't stop Ms. Song. Excessive maternal love and dress-up.

The double happiness in the video is very excited, flapping its wings and clucking.

Ms. Song said that Double Happiness was talking to her father.

Eori, who is very likely to be sterile and became the father of a cock: "..."

father?

In his heart, it was like being scratched by a chicken paw, it was painful and dry, and there was some inexplicable itching.

After hanging up the video, the air pressure in the ward has been very low, Ah Wan also felt it, and she was almost unable to breathe, so go to the toilet.

Just when Ah Wan ran to the toilet for the fourth time, Zhou Xufang, the "mother" of Double Happiness, finally came.

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