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There is a community clinic nearby. Shang Chu carried Shang Lijun to where to go. Shang Lijun held his stomach tightly all the way, moaned unconsciously, bowed his waist and vomited uncontrollably. Puddles of acid water came from the He vomited out of his mouth, which was still transparent before, but there was even some bloody phlegm in the back of his vomit.

Shang Chu didn’t know what to do. He hid under the blanket and made a wish countless times since he was a child. He hoped that if there is a god in the world, he would let Shang Lijun die outside. He even thought about the detailed method of death. If a rich man is killed by accident, their mother and son can still ask for a considerable amount of compensation.

He has begged all kinds of gods, but it has never been successful.Only once, Shang Lijun was hit by an electric car when he was drunk, and a bag was knocked on his head.Little Shang Chu thought his comeuppance had finally come, and then Shang Lijun kicked the mute off the bed and smashed a bloody hole in her head with an ashtray.

He was unhappy when he was injured outside, and when he got home, he vented it ten times on the mute, and he didn't know if the mute killed Shang Lijun's family in his previous life, so he would be tortured by him like this in this life.

Shang Chu completely became an atheist in the day after day of disappointment.However, some things in this world are just so ironic. After the mute died, Shang Chu never believed in gods or immortals, and never prayed for Shang Li’s army to die on the street. But today, it seems that some lazy god finally heard Shang Chu If so, he waved his hand casually, wanting to give Shang Lijun some punishment.

Shang Lijun gradually began to howl, and Shang Chu was in a trance for a moment, and a tense nerve in his mind was disconnected with a "snap"——

How about throwing Shang Lijun here?

Just leave him alone, he is not much better than a dead dog on the side of the road, someone passing by will not pay attention to him, just let him fend for himself, it doesn't matter whether he is dead or alive, dead is the best.

......

Shang Chu suddenly felt a sense of relief from the heavy burden, and subconsciously glanced at the sparse pedestrians around him from the corner of his eyes, but no one noticed this side.His lips were pursed unnaturally, his eyelashes trembled violently, and the arm holding Shang Lijun's arm unconsciously released a little force...

At this moment, Shang Lijun, who had been talking nonsense, suddenly became excited, as if remembering something important, he tightly grasped Shang Chu's hand, stared at his blood-red eyes and said to Shang Chu: "Don't worry, Don't worry! No one dares to mess with you, you can study at ease, and don't worry about anything else..."

Shang Chu's arm froze, and the broken nerve was connected again, as if a stone weighing more than a thousand catties was pressed down again.He gritted his teeth, took Shang Lijun's hand and put it on his shoulder, putting most of his weight on himself.

Is God playing with him?

What he prayed for was that Shanglijun died outside suddenly, in a quiet late night, on a road where no one passed by, so that he would not be seen, he would not even go to collect the body, and he would not spend money for Shanglijun Buying a cemetery, disposing of the corpse and ashes whatever the funeral home does, he will act as if there is no such person in the world from then on.

But the damn thing is, why did Shang Lijun fall down right in front of his eyes?

Shang Chu watched helplessly as Shang Lijun vomited a puddle of blood, and the dark red blood was hanging on the front of his shirt. He didn't care to clean himself up, so he dragged Shang Lijun across two streets and entered the clinic.

"Doctor!" He called into the room, "Is the doctor there?"

The doctor was eating lunch inside, and came out with a fast food box. He was startled when he saw Shang Lijun, and quickly helped him to the armchair, probed his arteries, and asked Shang Chu: "What's wrong with you? What's wrong?" Symptoms? Is this blood spit out?"

"I vomited, I just vomited, and I kept vomiting acid water," Shang Chu said, "It happened suddenly about 10 minutes ago, and I felt pain while holding my stomach."

"Abdominal pain? Shouldn't you vomit blood?" The doctor put on medical gloves and opened Shang Lijun's mouth to take a look, "Come on, the tooth is broken, so the blood probably came from here."

"No," Shang Chu said immediately, "I vomited it out, I'm sure."

The doctor squatted down, grabbed Shang Lijun's palm and looked at it for a few times, the skin on the back of the hand was faintly yellow; he then lifted up Shang Lijun's shirt, his face changed when he saw his abnormally distended abdomen: "I can't see it here, go to the big hospital Bar."

Shang Chu was taken aback: "What happened to him?"

The doctor looked at Shang Lijun's swollen stomach, and shook his head hesitantly: "I don't have the conditions to do an examination here, and I can't tell you, you should take it to a big hospital as soon as possible."

Shang Chu took a taxi to the city hospital, Shang Lijun was in a daze in the car, he was going to vomit soon after closing his eyes, Shang Chu took a plastic bag for him to catch him, the smell of alcohol mixed with the sour smell spread in the car After driving, the driver pressed the window and cast a disgusted look from the rearview mirror.

Shang Chu pretended not to notice, a small plastic bag was soon full, and there were no other garbage bags in the car, Shang Chu took off his shirt jacket in a hurry, crumpled it up and covered his mouth with Shang Lijun.

When he arrived at the hospital, Shang Chu helped him get out of the car and went to the emergency department. The nurse simply asked him about the situation and asked Shang Chu to pay the bill first with the bill. Only after paying the fee can he have a blood test and color Doppler ultrasound.

Shang Chu didn't seem to be in a hurry or worried, he didn't seem to have any emotions, he took the form calmly, asked where the payment office was, and left. Two nurses behind him were muttering, and one of them asked if he was his own son. ?Why are you in no hurry?Another person replied that people are like this now, they treat their parents as burdens, why are there so many filial sons...

Shang Chu acted as if he hadn't heard, and handed in the form at the payment office: "Pay the money."

"Medicare card?"

"No," Shang Chu asked, "How much?"

"It depends on how much you have saved," the toll collector in the glass window issued him a temporary card, and replied without looking up, "How much you have saved, how much will be deducted, and the more will be refunded and the less will be made up."

"Then deposit five hundred first," Shang Chu took out his phone, scanned the QR code pasted on the window, "Switched."

The toll collector shook his hand and shouted into the microphone indifferently: "Next!"

Shang Lijun was taken for an examination. Shang Chu was sitting and waiting in the hall. He had lost his shirt and was wearing a sleeveless white T-shirt as a base layer. Shang Lijun had just spat on his clothes, and the smell was very strong, like It seemed that he had just been soaked in the swill of the previous night and the sweat of the dog days. Both the patients and their family members who passed by frowned at him. There were no vacancies and no one wanted to sit near him.

Shang Chu didn't sit here intentionally to be annoying, he really didn't realize it.

He felt that his mind had been hollowed out now, and he couldn't put anything into it. Both Song Yao and Qi Zhao called him a few times, but he didn't answer.He also lost his hearing, and his ear became a big hole. People around him were talking about whose Omega was born prematurely, which middle school Omega had an abortion, and who had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and went to the ICU. These messages came from his ears like a gust of wind. Passing through, he couldn't arouse any reaction.

The string in his head was tense, and a stone weighed heavily on it. Under the heavy pressure, he didn't feel tired, but felt empty. His eyes didn't know where to look, his ears didn't know what to listen to, his mouth didn't know what to listen to. I don't know what to say, and I don't know where to put my hands and feet.

Just very empty.

He sat in a daze for a while, staring blankly at the TV hanging above his head. The noon news was being broadcast inside. The host opened and closed his mouth, not knowing what he was talking about. Subtitles, a nurse came to call Shang Chu, saying that the result came out, your father had multiple liver occupying space and severe ascites.

Shang Chu snorted, and then asked, "What do you mean?"

Hearing his calm tone, with a look of indifference towards her own father, the nurse couldn't help but lower her face and said angrily: "Considering liver cirrhosis and giant lumps, it is very likely that it is liver cancer, and it cannot be diagnosed yet.

Shang Chu nodded, then raised his hand to touch his neck: "How to cure it?"

The nurse rolled her eyes: "The diagnosis can only be confirmed by an enhanced CT. It is best to be hospitalized for observation in the past two days."

"Success, then stay." Shang Chu remained expressionless, "I will also do the enhancements."

"Okay, I'll find someone to arrange a bed." The nurse turned around and left. After walking a few steps, seeing that Shang Chu didn't follow, she turned and asked him, "Aren't you coming?"

"No," Shang Chu said, "you can do it."

"Your father's condition is not good," the nurse said displeasedly, "You won't take care of him?"

"I don't have time," Shang Chu licked his lips, "I have to prepare for the exam."

"The exam is more important than the father!"

"Let's take the exam," Shang Chu smiled, "The exam must be important."

The nurse frowned, and asked coldly: "Is there anyone in your family who can accompany the bed and take care of the patients?"

"No more," Shang Chu said, "no one left."

The nurse gave him a blank look, turned and left.Shang Chu sat back in his original seat and looked up at the TV screen. The news was over, and now there was an advertisement for chocolate, which said it was a German brand. It used to be eaten by the royal family. It has a smooth taste, rich aroma, and is popular all over the world.

Shang Chu thought the advertisement was very interesting, so he burst out laughing. A middle-aged man sitting in the front row turned his head and glanced at him strangely. Eat this."

"I'm sick..." the man cursed in a low voice.

After the chocolate commercial was over, a milk commercial was played next. Shang Chu opened his eyes and looked at the cow in it, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart.

Unpredictable, uncontrollable, and sudden discomfort, like a chisel poked in the area of ​​the chest, that kind of inexplicable pain, sore and sore.

Shang Chu clenched his fist and beat his chest, took a few deep breaths, the man in the front row heard the panting sound and looked back, his eyes widened in horror, and he pointed at Shang Chu's face: "You, you are bleeding... ..”

Shang Chu raised his hand to touch his nose, his nose was bleeding.

He lifted the hem of his T-shirt, wiped it on his nose carelessly, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I'm on fire, watch TV."

"There's something wrong..." The man looked puzzled, got up and left with a cane.

Shang Chu wiped his face with the back of his hand, accidentally rubbed the wound on his face, and rubbed off a scab covered with medicine powder. What should I do if I have a scar or a broken appearance?Bai Aize was definitely not happy or liked it, and he was definitely going to get angry with him.

He hurriedly took out his cell phone, wanting to call Bai Ai Ze, although he didn't know what to say to Bai Ai Ze, but he just wanted to hear his voice, just listen to it.

Shangchu suddenly had such a strong impulse, dialed Bai Aize's number, rang twice and hung up immediately, probably he was busy too, so don't bother him.

It seems that his mother has pneumonia, such a serious illness cannot be separated from others, he must be too busy

What did the nurse say about Shang Lijun's illness?Is it cancer?Said it was liver cancer?Don't worry about this little ailment. Besides, it is not bad for a person like Shang Lijun to live to this age. His illness is not wronged.

Shang Chu thought about some messy things, and felt a little hungry after thinking about it for a while, he thought of Bai Aize always asking him to eat more apples, how do you say that?An apple a day keeps the doctor away.

Eat an apple, yes, eat an apple!

Shang Chu pulled out this key word from his chaotic and noisy mind, stood up immediately, trotted staggeringly to find a fruit shop outside, and weighed two apples.

He took a photo of Apple and sent it to Bai Aize for praise. After 2 minutes, Bai Aize replied with a message.

- so good.

Shang Chu imagined his expression and tone when he said this, suddenly his eyes became hot, and he replied:

——I'm good, I listen to you the most.

He squatted outside the fruit shop, took out an apple from a plastic bag, and started to eat it without washing it. The boss brought him a small plastic stool, and he didn't dislike him covered in blood and dirt. I have never seen anyone setting up a stall, and Shang Chu's level is considered good.

"Young man, who in your family is sick?" the boss asked him.

"My Father."

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know yet," Shang Chu said, "Maybe it's cancer."

"Yo!" The boss was insincerely shocked, "That's a waste of money, you have to work hard."

"I don't care about him," Shang Chu gnawed on his apple, "It's none of my business whether he lives or dies."

The boss glanced at him a few times, smiled and shook his head: "Young people, you are all stubborn."

Shang Chu didn't speak any more, after eating an apple, he heard someone beside him say, "Hi, I want a hardcover fruit basket."

He threw the core into the trash can next to him, took out another apple, and took the first bite. A pair of white canvas shoes appeared in front of his eyes: "Student Shang? Why are you here?"

Shang Chu looked up, Qin Sinian was wearing a clean white shirt, standing in front of him and staring at him.

"Long time no see." He smiled at Shang Chu, looked at Shang Chu's mess, and asked cautiously, "Who are you?"

"It's none of your business," Shang Chu looked at him expressionlessly, "Can you let me go? It's blocking me from basking in the sun."

Qin Sinian took a step to the side.

"Ah Chu?" Another familiar voice sounded.

Shang Chu's pupils constricted suddenly, and when he looked up, Bai Aize was running towards him a few steps away.

"Eze?"

Shang Chu was stunned for half a second, then suddenly started to tremble, the apple he gnawed fell to the ground, rolling a few times.