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"The left is two weeks ago, and the right is now." The doctor pointed to the two CT scans on the light with a long and thin stick, "Look, your father's current language barrier is caused by damage to this area Yes, but compared with the two CT results, there has been obvious recovery."

The film lamp was hung a little high, Jian Zixing and Zhong Chen looked up at the place repeatedly circled by the doctor.

The room was silent, save for the ticking of the clock on the wall behind.

After a while, Zhong Chen said seriously: "What's the difference between the left and the right?"

The doctor was stunned for a moment, and Jian Zixing suddenly laughed.It was the first time he was so relaxed and happy in the doctor's office, so happy that he raised his arm and put it on Zhongchen's shoulder.

"Brother Chen, look at that." Jian Zixing pointed at the slide, "There are some lines on the left side, but the right side is very smooth..."

"No." The doctor took off his glasses helplessly and rubbed the bridge of his nose, "That's your optical illusion. When you sit on the left side, you will feel that there are lines on the right side, and the left side is smooth."

With a serious face, Zhong Chen smashed his skills in seconds, ruthlessly laughed and tore a piece of candy from his pocket while laughing, and stuffed it into Jian Zixing's mouth with his backhand.

"Eat your candy." He said happily, "Don't pretend to understand."

The doctor sighed for a while and then laughed, and removed the CT film, "I told you that people who don't study medicine can't understand it. Don't think that if you study well, you want to follow the staff in everything. Trust the doctor and directly Listen to the result."

"The result is that we are finally going to be discharged from the hospital." Zhong Chen stood up, put his hands in his trouser pockets, jumped forward half a step childishly, and said: "If you have any precautions for recuperation, tell me, I am him Nanny."

"Leave the diet to the nurse. The nurse should prescribe the menu. The liver function has not recovered, so you can't touch alcohol. If you accidentally catch a cold, don't take heavy medicine by yourself." The doctor said while crackling on the keyboard Hitting the doctor's order, "In terms of nerves, let your father do brain rehabilitation every day according to the current rhythm, keep a happy mood, and come back for filming in a month."

Zhong Chen listened carefully while flipping through the lists one by one, and said in a low voice after a while: "It sounds like it means everything is settled and going home for the New Year's Eve."

The doctor stopped and nodded, "That's right, it means that everything is in order, so that you can go home for the New Year's Eve with peace of mind."

He looked at Jian Zixing with a smile, got up and walked over, and squeezed his shoulder, "Good boy, you've made it through."

Jian Zixing hummed from his nasal cavity, then lowered his eyes slightly after humming, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

"Whether it's good or not, there are many good things to come." The doctor stretched his waist, walked back to his seat while doing chest expansion exercises, and said with a smile, "I'm going to study abroad next week. I wish you success in the college entrance examination in advance." .My son is also taking the college entrance examination this year, and he is in the ninth middle school. By the way, you are in English and Chinese, right?"

Zhong Chen laughed when he heard the words, "Then your son can tell you what he's going to test."

"So good?" The doctor raised his eyebrows, "How good are you at studying? Can you enter the top ten in the city?"

"I don't know." Jian Zixing took two steps back and bowed solemnly, "Doctor, thank you very much."

Today is the last day of the Gregorian calendar year, and in a few hours it will be the Gregorian New Year.

When I came out of the hospital after completing various procedures, it was completely dark, and the lights were on outside. The street outside the hospital was completely blocked by taxis, and the bright red lights were scattered, shining brightly in the snow and fog.

There have been two heavy snowfalls in the past two days. Today it is getting warmer and the road is very slippery, but it is snowing again.

"Dad, be careful." Jian Zixing held Jian Hua's down jacket sleeves with both hands, turned his head and asked Zhong Chen, "Where's the car?"

The snow foam was finely shattered, and was blown to his face by the wind, but his eyes, which were slightly narrowed in the snow light, were completely black.

Zhongchen couldn't help looking at it for two more seconds, and then poked the phone screen and said, "0.1 kilometers, it's stuck there, let's go over there and get in the car."

"Okay." Jian Zixing hugged his father's arm tightly, "Walk for a while, the car will be warm."

Jian Hua sighed softly, "It's okay to walk half a kilometer away from home. If you have to, take a taxi."

It was windy and snowy, Jian Zixing didn't respond to him.He looked down at the shoes on Jian Zixing's feet slipping up and down on the ice, and then sighed: "This shoe, no."

The old house has not waited for its owner for a long time.

After Jian Hua entered the house, he didn't even have time to shake the snow on the down jacket, and stood at the door staring blankly for a while.

"Very, clean." He whispered after a long time.

"It's clean, can it be unclean?" Zhong Chen carried all the luggage into the bedroom with all his hands and feet, and said at the same time: "The two of us came to clean up all day on weekends, and Jian Zixing bought you several pots of succulents, one tank Little goldfish, give this family some life."

Jian Zixing threw the clothes to be washed into the washing machine, pressed the button, and said, "Dad, go lie down in the room and untie the shoelaces yourself. The doctor said it's better to move your fingers."

"I will." Jian Hua sighed softly, sat down on the shoe cabinet, and muttered while lifting his own feet: "Not yet, I'm disabled enough, come on. No need, two little ones, so, take care of me." .”

"Uncle's biggest improvement is being able to connect words into words." Zhong Chen was making the bed while making fun, "It seems that the Chinese teacher is about to return the king soon, and when we come back from the competition, your dad might be able to give you a tongue twister for Yuanqu .”

"Shut up." Jian Zixing said annoyedly, "Look at my dad, I messed up the rice."

The nurses have been found, but they will not be able to start work until tomorrow. Tonight is New Year's Eve, and no one wants to come out.

Jian Zixing took out the vegetables he bought in the afternoon from the refrigerator, and cooked a pot of millet porridge for his dad, stewed beef brisket with radish, and fried scrambled eggs with tomatoes according to the recipe planned by the nurse.

The radishes and tomatoes were all thrown into the vegetable sink, and the water from the faucet was splashing. Zhong Chen suddenly grabbed the door frame and poked his head in.

"Boyfriend." Zhong Chen snorted with his nose in a low voice, "Aren't you crazy about it?"

Jian Zixing took off the peeler and peeled the white radish, and said, "Handsome Chenchen, can you speak human language?"

"Can I have oil-splashed noodles? I eat eight steamed buns for lunch after a busy day." Zhong Chen rubbed his stomach and sighed, "You can do whatever you want for your dad, and I will eat it too, just ask for an extra meal , I can’t get enough of porridge.”

Jian Zixing couldn't help but sighed wildly, "Do you hear yourself speaking in human language? Just eight buns, just??"

"It's pig talk, I know." Zhongchen sighed, "I'll have fried chicken when I go back tonight for the New Year's Eve, but there are still four, five or six hours left, and I'm already hungry enough to eat your dad."

"Give it to him, do it." Jian Hua stood there holding the door frame of the bedroom, and said firmly: "Xing Xing can do it, oil, oil splashing noodles."

Jian Zixing had no choice but to break off two green vegetable leaves and wash them. The pot of boiling water where the radishes were supposed to be placed was replaced with three cakes of knife-cut noodles. The chopsticks were slightly pulled apart in the clear water, and the vegetable leaves were thrown in and ordered two drops of olive oil.

"Wash your hands." Jian Zixing said, "Chop the onion, ginger, and garlic by yourself, mix three spoons of light soy sauce and two spoons of vinegar in a bowl, scoop it in when the noodles are cooked, put the onion, ginger, and garlic on top, and then burn the oil."

Zhong Chen rolled up his sleeves resignedly, "Let me intervene, there is still food here?"

Jian Hua sighed and walked slowly to the refrigerator, and said to Zhong Chen: "Put it down, put it down."

Zhong Chen turned his head in a daze, and Jian Hua said again, "Take it, that, Jiang, has grown hair."

Zhong Chen was taken aback, and after a while, he was so happy that he almost threw the wrong ginger into the pot.

Jian Zixing spread out the beef brisket to be processed on the cutting board in annoyance, and muttered, "Can it be done, Brother Chen?"

"I can do it." Zhong Chen raised his eyebrows, "I can't do it?"

"Shut up." Jian Zixing glanced at his father subconsciously. Fortunately, Jian Hua didn't notice anything. He leaned on the wall and walked slowly to the living room to check his dusty precious lesson plans.When he walked away, Jian Zixing kicked Zhong Chen in the air.

"Ah, it hurts." Zhong Chen turned sideways and sucked his earlobe, and said with a smile, "Are you relieved this time?"

"Be careful!" Jian Zixing stared, turned his head and continued to massage the beef brisket, and after a while, he hummed and slightly raised the corners of his lips, "I'm actually very, very happy."

"Don't be real, you didn't hide it, even a blind person can see it." Zhong Chen reached out and grabbed his hair while feeling emotional.

A simple home-cooked meal that can be ready in an hour.

The pressure cooker stewed the beef brisket until it was so tender that the radish was about to be crushed, and the soup was suffocated and sweet.

The three of them sat together to eat, Jian Hua just ate two pieces of meat and drank a few spoonfuls of soup, when he looked up, Zhong Chen had already eaten to the bottom of a bowl of fried noodles.Jian Zixing, who usually eats slowly, was also a bit voracious today, sitting side by side with Zhong Chen on a piece of crazy noodles, eating with a slur, and the two fried hairy heads were facing out in unison.

Jian Hua couldn't help but smile, and poured carrot soup for the two juniors with trembling wrists, and then slowly drank millet porridge with a spoon.

"Xing Xing, leave tomorrow?" He asked while eating.

Jian Zixing raised his head from the noodle bowl and grabbed a tissue, "Well, the train will be tomorrow night. I'll come back tomorrow morning to see how the nurse is doing. If there's nothing else, we'll catch the train after four o'clock in the afternoon."

Jian Hua nodded, and asked again: "Is the TV broadcast live?"

"Of course it's live broadcast." Zhong Chen scooped up two spoonfuls of beef brisket into a bowl, stirred it with the remaining noodles, and said, "I'll send you a message before the start, and you can ask the nurse to drive you to that station, and you can see Jian Zixing .”

"I know." Jian Hua sighed, "I, no, Al, Al..."

Zhong Chen saw that he was struggling to speak, and couldn't bear to interrupt, so he could only listen with a frown, until Jian Zixing finally sighed helplessly, and said: "My father said that he is not Alzheimer's disease, not senile dementia."

"Oh." Zhongchen rubbed his nose, couldn't help being happy again, and said, "My fault, my fault. Then, when the time comes, you drive to that TV station for the nurse, and let the nurse watch Jian Zixing with you."

Jian Hua sighed speechlessly, and continued to drink millet porridge slowly.

After eating, he did rehabilitation exercises for a while. At 09:30, Jian Hua said he was sleepy. Jian Zixing washed up with him and lay down on the bed.

The light in the bedroom was turned off, and the room was completely dark, and the light from the kitchen could be seen through the crack of the half-hidden door.

Zhong Chen is washing strawberries.Strawberries in winter are frighteningly expensive, he bought a big bag, and said that they had been washed in advance and covered with plastic wrap, so that Jian Hua could eat and play before the nurse came tomorrow morning.

"Son." Jian Hua lay on the bed and patted Jian Zixing's hand, "Competition, come on."

"Don't worry, Dad." Jian Zixing said with a smile: "Didn't I introduce the situation to you, the most terrifying opponent has been eliminated by Xiaoxie, and the future schedule is basically going through the motions."

"Don't underestimate the enemy." Jian Hua said solemnly: "Dad, why, teach you?"

"Be cautious and humble." Jian Zixing smiled and picked the palm of his hand, "Remember, wait until I get the trophy back."

He settled Jian Hua's everything, put water on the bedside, and then walked to the door of the room.

"The road is slippery, be careful." Jian Hua warned worriedly.

"Don't worry." Jian Zixing opened the door, paused, and said in a low voice: "My mother... has she contacted you recently?"

"No." Jian Hua replied calmly: "Last time, after that, not anymore."

"Yes." Jian Zixing nodded, "I see."

He didn't know what his father said to his mother more than a month ago. When he asked, his mother was silent, but his father said nothing.All he knew was that Li Jingyi didn't go to the Education Bureau to make a fuss, nor did he trouble Lao Ma and Hu Xiujie again.

More than a week ago, the nanny over there called me and said that she would send down jackets or something.Although he didn't let it go, he asked the nanny in a few words and knew that Li Jingyi and his mother were indeed planning to have another child.

I can't tell what it feels like, but there is some relief, but it is also mixed with a little tired feeling.But that day, he didn't have time to think too much. Zhongchen was so busy writing essays that he had a quarrel with the uncle who was always shaking the spoon in the cafeteria, which made him have no energy to think about it.

Jian Zixing gently closed the bedroom door. Zhong Chen had just sealed two bowls of strawberries, put one in the refrigerator and the other on the cool window sill, then turned around and put on a down jacket as fluffy as bread.

"Let's go?" He swung the same scarf around his neck twice, and said in a low voice, "Gao Ang urged us in the group, let's take a box of Xiaobai back."

"He still dares to drink? Forgot to memorize the periodic table of elements last time with the dormitory aunt?" Jian Zixing put his hand into the sleeve of the down jacket while complaining.

Zhong Chen helped him put on the other arm, and said cheerfully, "But he said that he is very relaxed after drinking, and his study efficiency has improved a lot this month, and he plans to continue to increase his weight tonight."

"God logic." Jian Zixing curled his lips and said, "Then wait a while, I'll take some money."

Jian Zixing is a somewhat antique person in behavior.

I usually scan the QR code to pay for small things, but I like to pay in cash for more than 20 yuan.He is used to taking a sum of money and putting it in a drawer, and taking a few when he runs out.

Zhong Chen watched him struggling to stuff money into the pocket of his bulging down jacket, urging him to hurry up while tapping on his phone.

The small group of eight has exploded, and people in the group order randomly.Obviously they have beer, but they want to buy Xiaobai back.After buying the fried chicken, Li Qiankun, that idiot, disliked buying the wrong flavor and asked them to buy honey mustard flavor instead.

A big man, but also what kind of honey mustard are eaten by the bitch.

Zhong Chen perfunctorily replied with his mouth curled up.

"Let's go." Jian Zixing finally arranged everything, pulled out the trolley case, and gently closed the door of the house.

The iron door closed, and the voice-activated lights in the corridor turned on by themselves.

"Huh—" Jian Zixing took a deep breath, "Brother Chen, pinch me."

Zhong Chen raised his eyebrows, "What?"

"It's nothing, I feel very unreal. I'll go, my dad is back." Jian Zixing murmured in a low voice.

Zhong Chen couldn't help laughing when he heard this, raised his hand to pinch his cheek, and couldn't help but leaned over to kiss him.

"It's all real." He said with a smile, "The fried chicken, barbecue, hot pot, cake, and New Year's wine later are also real, so hurry up!"