The days of living with vinegar

"By the way, please keep my illness a secret for the time being. Don't tell anyone other than the two of us. I don't want everyone to be sad with me."

Before going up the stairs, Chen Jiangjiang turned around and told Nalan Rongxin, Nalan Rongxin nodded very cautiously after hearing the words: "Don't worry, I will never say anything about it."

"Then, thank you."

After Chen Jiangjiang finished speaking with a blank face, she slowly stepped on the stairs and disappeared from Nalan Rongxin's sight step by step.

After Nalan Rongxin waited for her to go upstairs, she quickly took out her mobile phone and called the teacher who taught modern etiquette: "Teacher, I would like to ask, is advanced brain cancer curable?"

"That's right, but if you're lucky, you can live for three or four years longer."

Nalan Rongxin's flustered eyes suddenly froze, and he hurriedly asked: "Then does this disease have anything to do with your mood?"

"Although there is no scientific basis, there are actually some. If the patient is happy, the body will be better. In short, don't be stimulated to avoid the spread of cancer cells."

Hearing this, Nalan Rongxin tightened his eyes and continued to ask: "Are all the medicines the same? Is it more effective if it is more expensive?"

"Oh, that's not the case. Usually it's the right medicine, and the best and most suitable medicine is already used."

Nalan Rongxin was a little disappointed. She thought that she could spend money to buy medicine with better effects, so as to better prolong Chen Jiangjiang's life, but she didn't expect that it would not be of any help.

The person on the other end of the phone asked again: "Is the family member sick?"

"Yes."

"Then you should pay more attention to the patient's mood, accompany her to do something she likes, and try not to let her leave any regrets in the last part of her life."

"Okay, thanks for the reminder."

After hanging up the phone, Nalan Rongxin opened the browser. She remembered that the teacher taught her that she could search here for any questions she didn't understand, and all the answers would be given here.

She wrote stroke by stroke the question of what brain cancer patients should not eat, and found that there were a lot of content found in the search, so she quickly took a pen and wrote it down on paper.

Avoid spicy/irritating food, fish, shrimp and crab, beef and mutton, fungi, tea and wine.

Eat more celery, wild rice stem, chrysanthemum/flower brain, wild rice stem, sunflower seeds, corn silk, red beans, walnut kernels, high-protein foods, dairy products, and soy products.

After remembering this post, Nalan Rongxin swiped down, and her eyes couldn't help falling on a post titled "Brain cancer patients' good news, take a folk remedy to live ten years longer!".

Her eyes flickered, she hurriedly clicked on the article, and quickly wrote down all the dry goods in it.

Anti-brain cancer holy products: fried silkworm chrysalis, fried centipede, fried scorpion, fried gecko, fried clam, lamb liver, pork liver.

After Nalan Rongxin finished writing, he took a photo and sent it to the common sense teacher, asking her to help him get these holy things.

The general knowledge teacher quickly replied to her: Is it useful to eat these things?

Nalan Rongxin: How will you know if you don't try?

Common Sense Teacher: That’s right, it’s more or less just a thought, anyway, it’s not something that can eat the dead, don’t worry, I’ll send it to you tomorrow.

Nalan Rongxin: Thank you.

After arranging this matter, Nalan Rongxin got up, went upstairs with the milk, knocked lightly on the door twice before entering.

The moment she entered the door, Chen Jiangjiang pulled the quilt over her face.

Seeing that she was still angry with him, Nalan Rongxin hurriedly walked to her bedside, and gently pushed her arm: "Jiang Jiang, drink some milk, I checked it on the Internet, eating this is good for you." Good brains."

"Don't drink."

Chen Jiangjiang refused in a cold voice. In fact, he was laughing and playing games crazily under the quilt. Seeing his teammates shrinking and refusing to come forward, he couldn't help crying out anxiously: "Go, go, go!"

"On what?"

Nalan Rongxin's ears were very sensitive, and he heard it immediately. Chen Jiangjiang was stunned, and quickly replied: "I said it hurts, my head hurts a little."

"Jiang Jiang, put the milk back to sleep."

Nalan Rongxin made a strong request again, just as the game was lost, Chen Jiangjiang put down her phone and lifted the quilt, and with a flushed face, she smiled faintly at Nalan Rongxin's worried eyes: "I thought I was sick." You'll be clapping your hands happily."

"How could it be, Jiang Jiang, Bengong is not such a person."

Nalan Rongxin didn't dare to refute too hard, for fear of provoking Chen Jiangjiang, she only dared to push back softly.

Chen Jiangjiang took the milk and drank it in a big gulp. She drank the milk in a few seconds. She was about to wipe her mouth with a tissue when Nalan Rongxin quickly handed the tissue to her face.

It turns out that being served by others is such a cool thing.

Especially being served by Nalan Rongxin, it seemed that all the previous bad breath had been exhaled at this time, and it was not in vain for her hard work to pretend to be sick.

Chen Jiangjiang glanced at her with satisfaction, and lay down again.

Nalan Rongxin leaned over and asked: "How do you feel now, what do you want to do tomorrow, I will accompany you."

"Tomorrow, I'm going to get up on time tomorrow and go to the shop to sell clothes." Chen Jiangjiang said as he pulled the quilt over and looked like he was about to fall asleep.

Nalan Rongxin stopped her anxiously: "You are sick now, do you still want to sell clothes? How much money you can sell in a day, can I convert it to you?"

"No."

Chen Jiangjiang resolutely rejected her, Nalan Rongxin was a little helpless, took a breath and tried to persuade her again: "No matter what, you have to take care of your body, and live a good life in the few days."

"No, I want to sell clothes, and selling clothes is the source of my happiness."

Hearing Chen Jiangjiang's firm answer, Nalan Rongxin had no choice but to say, "That's fine, I will accompany you tomorrow."

Isn't that a patient who has to pretend to be a patient in the shop for a day?

Chen Jiangjiang was silent for a while before responding: "You don't need to go, I can go by myself."

"How can you do it, how hard are you alone?"

Hearing her answer, Chen Jiangjiang pursed her lips, and then raised her eyes to meet her chaotic gaze: "Don't worry, before you are familiar with the rules of the modern world, I will definitely take care of my health and not Died too soon."

Nalan Rongxin frowned, with doubts and pain in his eyes: "What do you mean?"

"Aren't you just afraid that if I die, you won't be able to find someone you trust enough to replace me and do things for you! After all, the people here are really bad. If they knew your secret, they would definitely not be like me. To help you keep a secret."

Chen Jiangjiang didn't hide anything, and told her the truest thoughts in her heart.

Nalan Rongxin's expression turned cold, and there was only one emotion left in his eyes - intense pain.

"So, that's how you look at Ben Gong. Do you think that Ben Gong just regards you as a chess piece that can live here?"

Looking at her expression, Chen Jiangjiang wondered if he had said something wrong, but after a careful push, he felt that he had not made a mistake: "Isn't it? When you approached me on the first day, you did it right." A plan to turn me into a pawn at your disposal, isn't it?"

Nalan Rongxin couldn't reply to this sentence, because it was indeed a big truth.

When we first met, she was attracted to Chen Jiangjiang's cleverness and kindness, so she approached and flattered her without a bottom line, and tried every means to bind her with herself.

Later, relying on the 18 yuan, he forced people into his life again and again.

However, by now, she no longer stopped at such simple ideas of nepotism, she became more greedy and wanted more.

"No, I treat you as..."

Nalan Rongxin spoke suddenly, but then stopped suddenly, Chen Jiangjiang quickly raised her eyes to look at her, and asked, "What do you think of me?"

"I regard you as a close friend and confidant, the only person in this world I can trust." When Nalan Rongxin said this, his expression was extremely sincere, without any exaggeration.

Chen Jiangjiang was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled: "Come on, why do you believe me, besides, aren't best friends and bosom friends mutual? Why do you judge our relationship by yourself?"

"Because of the first day I came here, you were the only one who came out to save me, because you held my hand tightly at that time, and because of the cup of hot coffee you handed over by yourself."

Nalan Rongxin paused at this point, and looked at Chen Jiangjiang with roving eyes: "With every warmth you give me, and every moment of peace of mind."

Chen Jiangjiang blinked in bewilderment, why did Nalan Rongxin speak the same way, those who didn't know thought she was going to confess.

But is he as good as she said?

Chen Jiangjiang rubbed her nose subconsciously, and suddenly felt that this sickness was a little inhumane, but who knew whether Nalan Rongxin's face would change instantly after he recovered from his illness.

All her current changes are based on the premise that she is sick and cannot be cured.

Perhaps, this is, it is good to see people dying.

"Whatever, anyway, I still have to go to work tomorrow. Maybe some people's mission in this world is to work. I'm going to sleep."

As Chen Jiangjiang spoke, she pulled the quilt to cover half of her face, closed her eyes and pretended to fall asleep.

She could feel Nalan Rongxin standing beside her bed for a long time before slowly leaving. Not long after, she heard the sound of her going out the door from downstairs.

It's late at night, is Nalan Rongxin going out?

Surprised, Chen Jiangjiang threw off the quilt and jumped out of the bed. She quickly went to the window to check.

When the sound of opening the door came from the wall, Chen Jiangjiang poked his head out cautiously.

She really went out this late at night?

The play had already started, and it ended suddenly for no reason. Chen Jiangjiang didn't want to call to ask her what she was doing, but Nalan Rongxin didn't come back for a long time, which made people wait anxiously.

Peng——

After waiting for more than an hour, the sound of opening the door came from the wall. Chen Jiangjiang hurriedly went to the window to check carefully, and saw Nalan Rongxin came back with big bags and small bags. At first glance, they were all vegetables and fruits. .

Only then did I feel relieved, it turned out that I just went to the supermarket.