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People in the ward looked towards the door when they heard the noise.

Yi Gaozhan immediately stood up, walked to the door with a happy face, and said, "Xingwen is back?"

When Xing Lu, who was lying on the bed, saw her son, a smile subconsciously broke out on her pale face, and she was about to sit up.

Yi Xingwen nodded to his father, strode to the hospital bed, supported his mother, and said, "Lie down, don't get up if you feel uncomfortable."

He looked up at the half of the infusion bottle left, and asked, "Which bottle is this? Is there any more?"

Yi Gaozhan said: "After losing this bottle, there is only one bottle left."

Xing Lu took her son's hand, looked at his appearance, smiled very relieved, and said with concern: "Just got off the plane? Sit down quickly. I haven't seen you for more than a month, and I lost weight. How is the weather in the capital? Yes Isn't it drier than ours? We need a humidifier at home..."

Because of lack of energy, her voice was very weak, so light that it seemed to be blown away, but the concern and warmth in her words were so heavy that Yi Xingwen couldn't breathe.

Her voice is usually so loud that the whole building can hear her calling her son to eat.

Yi Xingwen took a deep breath, suppressed the soreness in his heart, and said, "I know, you lie down first."

The happy and happy scene of their family really stimulated the lonely Xing Zhen. She had just said half of her complaints when she was pushed aside by Yi Xingwen who had just arrived. Trying to chime in.

"Well, writing..."

Yi Xingwen turned around, pretending to have just seen her, and said, "Auntie? You're here too, I'm sorry, I just saw you..."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for anyone to reply, so he looked up at the bottle and said to his mother: "This bottle is almost finished, I'll call the doctor. It's getting late, take a rest after you lose the last bottle. Say something slowly tomorrow."

Xing Lu smiled and nodded, "Okay."

At this time, Yi Gaozhan said: "Xing Zhen, it's getting late. Your sister had a check-up all day today and she was really tired. It happened that Xingwen came back. There are nurses and doctors in the hospital, so I don't need your help to take care of her." , go back quickly, isn't Rongrong still going to school tomorrow?"

Yi Xingwen didn't see his cousin Fan Rong, and asked, "Rongrong is here too? Where is she?"

Xing Zhen hurriedly said: "She said she was hungry and went out to buy supper. I asked her to bring back some food for everyone. I originally thought about staying here tonight with my sister..."

Xing Lu refused and said: "Forget it, you should go back and do your work. I don't need you to serve here, and you can't serve well. Xingwen is back, and I still want to talk to him."

Xing Zhen choked for a moment, and said a little embarrassedly: "Oh, good. Then I'll go back when Rongrong comes up."

Yi Xingwen got up and said, "Auntie, I'll see you off. I'm just going out to find a doctor."

After being ordered to evict guests one after another, Xing Zhen was too embarrassed to stay any longer, said "ah" and said, "Oh, yes, yes."

He followed Yi Xingwen and got up, "Sister, then I'm leaving."

Xing Lu hummed indifferently.

Yi Xingwen sent her out, and met Fan Rong who had just come back at the door.

Xing Zhen's grievances tonight were just halfway through, and she was forcibly stuffed back into her belly, and she was stimulated by a happy family, and she felt very uncomfortable. Now, seeing her daughter who doesn't understand anything, she began to vent her anger on her unreasonably, " Why did you come back, you can eat hot noodle soup after planting wheat for such a long time!"

Fan Rong is a thin, tall, free-spirited girl who just turned 16 this year and will be a sophomore in high school after the summer vacation.

As soon as she heard her mother's tone, she knew that she must have been stimulated by something to find something to do, and she didn't bother to answer.Looking up and seeing Yi Xingwen, he greeted him first, "When did brother arrive?"

Yi Xingwen had a good look at this sensible and straightforward cousin, and said with a smile, "I've just arrived for a while."

Fan Rong nodded, handed him the steamed stuffed bun and rice porridge in her hand, and said, "Many shops are unwilling to deliver takeaway from the hospital at this late hour, so take them back and heat them in the microwave."

It’s late at night, and the location of the hospital is remote. Some merchants are really unwilling to deliver food from the hospital. Seeing that she was sweating profusely, she had to travel a lot to find the restaurant. Her mother accused her so indiscriminately. If For a girl with a more sensitive mind, I am afraid that she will be sad.

Yi Xingwen took it, patted her head, and comforted her: "Thank you, you have worked hard."

Fan Rong shook her head with a smile, stretched out her hand to her mother, and said goodbye: "Then let's go, and come to see Auntie another day."

Yi Xingwen said: "Okay."

He watched the two leave.

After some distance, Fan Rong glanced sideways at her mother's face, and Yi Xingwen vaguely heard her saying, "Mom, are you crying again? Didn't I tell you, don't cry when you go to see your aunt. Don't complain to her about things at home, she is sick, can you feel better after hearing this..."

Xing Zhen was reprimanded by her daughter, and she couldn't bear it anymore, she said: "I didn't say anything! I just said a few words, that's okay, I'll try not to say anything in the future, can't I?"

The bit of resentment in Yi Xingwen's heart suddenly let go.

My aunt's life is indeed very unfortunate. Not long after Fan Rong was born, my uncle died in a car accident. At that year, my aunt was only in her early twenties, and she was still an ignorant girl. My uncle loved her very much. She didn't need to bother about housework and trivial matters, and she was raised as a noble lady who never touched the spring water.

Suddenly, my aunt's life seemed to have lost its support and collapsed.

From then on, whenever she mentioned family matters, she couldn't help crying; whenever she saw other people's misfortune, she turned to think of her own misfortune.

After so many years, she did not remarry, found a very busy job, and raised Li Rong alone, which was not easy.

Yi Xingwen sighed.

As long as she does not affect the mother's condition, let her visit.

He turned his head and went back to the ward, instead of going to the doctor as he said before.

After taking care of his mother for nearly a year, he is already very good at simple clinical operations, such as changing the suspension bottle and inserting needles.

Hearing the sound of the door, Xing Lu raised her eyelids and said with concern: "Send your aunt away? Are you okay?"

Yi Xingwen smiled, went to the kitchen with the buns and porridge, and said, "What can I do?"

405 is an advanced ward with separate bathroom and kitchenette.

He put the buns in the microwave, opened the porridge and poured it into a small pot.

Outside, Xing Lu and Yi Gaozhan looked at each other, and asked with some trepidation: "Xingwen, do you have any complaints about your aunt...?"

Hearing what they said, Yi Xingwen's heart suddenly warmed up.

Three years ago, not only his mother was seriously ill, but his mental state was also not good at that time.

The specific manifestation is that he can't sleep, and he has nightmares when he falls asleep. At that time, he was taking care of the bed every day, and he was awakened by nightmares countless times in the middle of the night, and he still shouted "Enough! Don't cry anymore!"

At first Xing Lu wondered why he would say such a thing.

It wasn't until later that I found out that every time Xing Zhen cried, the son's eyes of resistance and disgust, I realized that what the son couldn't bear was not only the powerlessness brought by the disease, but also the negative emotions passed on to him by his aunt.

Since then, Xing Zhen seldom came.

Yi Xingwen lowered his eyes and smiled.

He was afraid that his aunt would affect his mother's condition, so why didn't his parents worry that he would be affected by her.

"No. That's the way she is, I know."

Only then did Xing Lu breathe a sigh of relief, and said: "That's right, she is that kind of person. She was hit too hard in the early days, and her thoughts and tear glands were stuck in her 20s and she couldn't grow up. She repeated what she said for ten years. I'm used to it, so I don't take it to heart. Just listen to her words..."

A "ding" from the microwave indicates that the work is complete.

Yi Xingwen put the steamed stuffed buns on a plate and brought them to the bedside, and said softly, "I know, and I won't take it to heart either. Get up and eat steamed stuffed buns, and I'll cook ribs soup for you tomorrow."

Xing Lu said: "Okay. You can eat too. After driving all day, are you hungry? Eat quickly."

He said to his father, "Old man, come and eat."

The tone was exactly the same as when calling them to eat at home.

Yi Xingwen couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

After the meal, Yi Xingwen left the ward and called Li He.

"What? Your mother's illness has relapsed again? How is it? Is it serious?" Li He asked immediately.

Yi Xingwen opened the window in the corridor, and the cool night breeze blew in, which cleared up his head swollen by the smell of disinfectant, and said, "It's not clear yet, so we can only take one step at a time."

Li He said: "You rushed back, right? If there is anything here that needs my help, feel free to mention it."

Yi Xingwen said: "I just wanted to say this. I don't know when I can go back now. Please take care of Quzi and Xiaowu first. I gave Yu Fan the key to the house. Remember to ask him for it when you go. Others It's nothing more."

Li He readily agreed, "Okay, I'll go early tomorrow morning, he won't stay in bed in the morning, right?"

Yi Xingwen smiled and said, "He got up earlier than you. You don't go until eight or nine. It's too early. I'm afraid he won't be home for the morning run."

"It's so clear." Li He giggled twice, and said, "Okay, received."

Then, she restrained her hippie smile again, and said seriously: "Then, do you want to postpone your new article for a while?"

Yi Xingwen also pursed his lips tightly.

This time, my mother's illness relapsed, and it was time to prepare to write an essay.

Disasters always seem to have no eyes, and I love to give you a punch when you are high-spirited, so that you can experience what life is difficult.

He sighed softly and said, "Well, push it back."

Li He had already expected it, and said fortunately: "Fortunately, I didn't announce the time of your writing on the official blog. You should pay close attention to your mother's illness first, and we will talk about work matters later."

Yi Xingwen whispered: "Don't worry, I already have the outline and character design of this book, and I have plenty of energy and inspiration. I can start writing whenever I have time."

He raised his head, looked at the sky as dark as ink, and sighed slightly: "It won't be the same as last time."

I hope that there will be no such dark life again.