after scraping a customer's car

Of course Jin Zhong wanted to tell the truth.

After listening to Shen Ci, there was a buzzing in his head, and at this moment, a feeling of heaven and earth falling filled his heart.

Liver cancer?how so.

His face turned pale, and after a series of emotions of fear, loss, panic, etc., he blamed sharply, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?!"

Song Yan sat on the chair in front of the dining table, and could not help being worried when he heard that there seemed to be a dispute in the study.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Shen Ci changed from his previous gentleness, and now he was hysterical, "Grandpa won't let you say it, so you don't say it? This is about human life! Are you old-fashioned?"

Jin Zhong blamed himself so much that he lowered his head and let Shen Ci get angry.

After venting, Shen Ci gradually calmed down. There was no expression on his face, his eyes were like knives, and he was cold and frightening. After a long while of silence, he said, "Arrange a driver and take grandpa to the hospital immediately."

Jin Zhong followed his advice and hurried outside.

Shen Ci didn't calm down for too long, and when he thought of the word "cancer", he became even more frightened.

"Xiao Ci," Song Yan walked in with a cane, and asked confusedly, "What's wrong?"

Shen Ci seemed to be overwhelmed by something all of a sudden, looking at Song Yan, unable to pretend to be strong, choked up twice, bowed his head and did not speak.

The throbbing pain in his heart made him uncontrollable, his face turned pale, his hands were cold, Shen Ci thought, if grandpa left him too, he would really be an orphan.

Song Yan panicked all of a sudden, leaning on crutches, he jumped up to Shen Ci in a panic, and asked anxiously, "What's the matter?"

Shen Ci didn't speak, he was forcibly suppressing it, but the trembling shoulders betrayed him.

"Xiao Ci, what's the matter with you?" Song Yan looked at him, repeatedly asking with distress and anxiety.

Shen Ci struggled with his thoughts, but in the end he just said, "It's nothing, just had some unpleasantness with Uncle Zhong."

Song Yanxin was surprised, he said: "If you don't tell me, I will ask Uncle Zhong myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Ci grabbed him, and then buried his face in Song Yan's arms, like a melted ice cube, his face was covered with water from crying.

Song Yan was stunned, but kept awake, gently stroking Shen Ci's hair, even though the man's tears wet his clothes on his chest, he comforted him softly and asked what was going on.

At this moment, Jin Zhong knocked on the door, pushed it open and came in, saying, "Master, the car is ready."

Shen Ci wiped his tears, sniffed his nose, and calmed down his mood, "Okay, I get it." He took a deep breath, looked up at Song Yan, and said calmly, "I'll take grandpa to the hospital."

Song Yan frowned anxiously, "You haven't told me what happened. Why did you take grandpa to the hospital?"

Shen Ci bit his lower lip, holding back his tears.

It was the first time Song Yan saw him like this, fragile, like a beautiful glass bottle that was about to shatter in the next moment, he held Shen Ci's hand, rubbed it lightly, as if coaxing, "Xiao Ci, tell me."

Shen Ci resisted in his heart. He didn't want Song Yan to know. After all, Song Yan hadn't fully recovered after the operation, but he was like a headless chicken now, and he really needed someone to give him the backbone.

"Say it." Song Yan frowned even deeper, and said urgently.

Shen Ci hesitated for a while and said, "Grandpa is sick."

Song Yan was startled, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Liver...cancer." Shen Ci spoke with some difficulty.

Song Yan's heart skipped a beat, his face froze for a moment, he was silent for a while, and said, "Xiaoci, don't panic, let's take grandpa to the hospital for an examination first."

Shen Ci looked at him blankly, "Song Yan, what should I do if grandpa dies?"

Song Yan hugged him lightly, and patted his back tenderly, "No, trust me, grandpa will be fine."

Shen Ci's shoulders trembled slightly, and he was about to cry again.

Only then did Song Yan realize that this person was so fragile, his heart ached, his eyes flashed, and he continued to pat Shen Ci's back lightly, "Okay, okay, don't cry, we have to cheer up, Take grandpa to the hospital quickly." He asked after finishing speaking, "I'll go with you."

"No need," Shen Ci shook his head, sniffing, "You wait at home."

Song Yan lowered his head slightly, pinched his chin, and wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes, "If you cry, Grandpa will feel uncomfortable when he sees it, don't you think?"

Shen Ci pursed his lips and did not speak, his handsome face was bloodless white due to fear, and the tears couldn't help falling down, and he couldn't help it.

Seeing Shen Ci crying, Song Yan seemed to be hit by something sharp at the most painful place. He felt distressed and at a loss, and could only comfort him gently. In the end, he seemed to go to the doctor to peck Shen Ci lightly. His mouth, comforting and silly, pecked so gently and delicately for a while, Shen Ci became quiet, listened to him obediently, cleaned up his sad mood, and the two left the study together to take the old man there Hospital.

The old man refused, Song Yan said: "Grandpa, Xiaoci just cried, he lost his parents, and he can't live without you anymore."

One sentence made the old man suddenly sober.

Ten minutes later, Shen Ci's car stopped at the outpatient building of the hospital. When he got out of the car, he took out his mobile phone to call Song Yan, and then took the old man to check his body.

On the same day, Shen Ci hospitalized the old man, and after he arranged everything, it was already past twelve o'clock at night when he got home.

Song Yan didn't sleep, his heart was clenched tightly, and he was not relieved until Shen Ci came back.

"How?" he asked.

Shen Ci didn't seem to be in a good mood, and said softly, "I'll be hospitalized first, and I've already contacted the best oncologist. I'll wait for all the results of grandpa's examinations to decide on the follow-up treatment."

Song Yan's chest rose and fell slightly, as if he breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at Shen Ci, "I've been tired all day, and I haven't eaten well, are you hungry?"

Shen Ci shook his head, "I'm a little sleepy."

"Then sleep."

"But when I close my eyes, I'm scared." Shen Ci looked at him calmly, "Song Yan, I'm really scared."

Song Yan didn't speak, but hugged him.

Shen Ci buried himself in Song Yan's chest, there was a faint fragrance on his body, and the heart that had been hanging at this moment slowly returned to its original place, Shen Ci was sleepy, and fell asleep in about 10 minutes .

Shen Lin and Li Wenqiang knew about the old man's illness, and then Shen Ao also knew about it.

Shen Lin and Li Wenqiang rushed to the hospital that night, and Shen Ao also went to the hospital early the next morning.

When they arrived at the hospital, Shen Ao asked Shen Lin angrily, "How did you two take care of Dad?" Shen Ao stared, with red eye circles, as if he had cried.

Shen Lin remained silent, and had no intention of arguing with him.

Shen Ao said again: "Second Brother, Dad has always liked you and Xiaoci, but you two can make him angry the most, why are you with a man? If you want me to say, Dad's ailment is made of you! "

Shen Lin raised his eyes to look at him, and didn't want to say more, just said: "Third brother, it's useless to say anything now, it's important that we work together to find a way to treat Dad."

Shen Ao snorted, "Find a way to cure the disease? What kind of disease is it? Is it cured as soon as you want?"

Shen Lin pursed her lips and said nothing, lowered her eyes, feeling very uncomfortable.

Li Wenqiang, who was standing by the side, had no choice but to say, "Third brother, all the test indicators of Dad haven't come out yet, let's not quarrel and wait for the results to come out before drawing conclusions. , can all recover very well, and Dad's mentality is so good, he will be fine."

Shen Ao frowned slightly, although he didn't want to be called third brother by Li Wenqiang, but what he said was indeed reasonable, so he didn't say any more.

The old man’s result came out, it was stage I liver cancer, and everyone in the Shen family was very glad that it was in the early stage. The doctor said that the main treatment method is surgery, removing a part of the liver. Generally, it takes about half a year. Compensatory hyperplasia and liver function are enough. Back to normal.

Of course, it depends on the patient's personal physique, as well as luck.

With this disease, sometimes luck has to be mixed in.

After two days in the hospital, the old man felt monotonous and boring. He wanted to go home, but considering the worries of the children, he had to stay in the hospital and wait for treatment.

Because Song Yan was still recovering after the operation, Shen Ci did not allow him to come to the hospital. Shen Ci and Shen Lin took turns to take care of the hospital.

The old man felt that they were making a fuss over a molehill. Although this is a fatal disease, he is now in good spirits in all aspects, except for the occasional pain in the liver area. It can be said that he eats well and sleeps soundly.

"Don't you all stand here and watch over me, I'm really going to die." The old man frowned and said displeasedly, "Wen Qiang stay and play chess with me, and everyone else hurry up and go to work on you."

After killing half a cigarette with the old man, Shen Ci, Shen Lin, and Shen Ao left the hospital.

The company had a lot of things to deal with. After leaving the hospital, Shen Lin and Shen Ao returned to the company.

Shen Ci went back to the Shen family's villa. The initial panic in his heart was gradually relieved by time and the old man's good attitude. When he returned home, took a bath, and leaned against Song Yan's arms, Shen Ci almost fell asleep with his eyes closed. up.

Song Yan kissed his temples softly, and said softly, "Go to bed and sleep."

Shen Ci narrowed his eyes to look at him, and asked, "I haven't cared about you for the past two days, have you done your rehabilitation well?"

"Of course, I can walk alone now." Song Yan said truthfully, "I want to get well soon and take care of grandpa with you."

Shen Ci snorted slightly, and his words were not happy, "Song Yan, have you forgotten what the doctor said? Take your time, don't be impatient."

"No hurry." Song Yan smiled.

How could he not be in a hurry, and suddenly regretted having the operation, leaving Shen Ci alone at this juncture, the sense of incompetence in his heart deepened.

Song Yan didn't make another sound, and Shen Ci was also silent. He closed his eyes again, and Shen Ci was drowsy in Song Yan's arms.

Song Yan looked at him quietly, as if looking at a Buddha statue, pious; and as if looking at the most beautiful thing in the world, cherished.

Shen Ci felt that Song Yan's chest was very comfortable, and interlocked his fingers, touching each other's palms, with a touch of warmth. He closed his eyes and rested for a while, and said, "By the way, I'm going to City A later."

"City A?"

"Well," Shen Ci said, "Dr. Yan, a very authoritative oncologist, is over there now. I want to go there personally for my grandfather's illness."

Song Yan nodded, "It's time for a trip, Xiaoci, I'll go with you."

"No, it's a two-hour drive, and you can come back on the same day." Shen Ci said.

Song Yan frowned slightly, "Xiaoci, I know I can't do anything now, so let me accompany you quietly, okay?" He begged, "It's a two-hour drive, and it takes four hours to go back and forth. I'm with you, you're not that boring."

Shen Ci hesitated for a while, met Song Yan's eyes, and finally nodded, "Okay."

Song Yan smiled, "It's so cute."

Shen Ci glared at him.

Song Yan was not afraid, and looked at Shen Ci with a smile on his face. He could feel that Shen Ci was in a good mood. He reached out and fiddled with Shen Ci's hair twice, "It's time to wash your hair."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Ci's expression suddenly changed, and the smile on the corner of his mouth faded, "I just finished washing." He scratched his head and asked, "Is there still a serious smell of disinfectant?"

Song Yan was still stroking Shen Ci's hair gently, "I'm just kidding you."

Shen Ci stared at him again, speechless: "Boring."

Song Yan's warm smile remained undiminished, and he automatically moved closer to kiss Shen Ci, kissed briefly, and said, "Let's go, it's getting late, let's go early and return early."

Shen Ci nodded.

Shen Ci took the car keys and coat, and went out of the house with Song Yan.

Song Yan was on crutches, he sat in the passenger seat first, and Shen Ci put his crutches in the trunk.

When he got to the driver's seat, Song Yan had already fastened his seat belt, and thoughtfully leaned over to fasten Shen Ci's seat belt, and said: "Uncle Zhong said that there will be showers today, don't worry, drive slowly."

"Old Song, I'm ten years old." Shen Ci said with a light smile, "Don't worry."

"So powerful." Song Yan smiled.

The smile on Shen Ci's lips grew stronger, "How about if you have a chance to fly a plane with me?"

"How can a plane fly at will?"

"When grandpa recovers from his illness, let's buy one and take him along with him to fly up to the sky to have a look." Shen Ci said expectantly.

Song Yan was slightly taken aback, then nodded, "Okay."

Shen Ci looked at the car driving ahead, changed the subject, and said, "Sing me a song."

"Sing?" Song Yan paused, then laughed, "Why do you want me to sing?"

"Yesterday Lulu went to see grandpa, chatted with grandpa, and mentioned that you taught her to sing military songs," Shen Ci said, looking at him, "I suddenly want to hear it."

Song Yan listened and smiled, "Are you serious?"

"Of course," Shen Ci glanced at him again, "Why, can't I even ask you to sing me a song?"

"No, I can't sing, I'm out of tune."

"You are out of tune and still teaching Lulu?" Shen Ci was amused, "Where did you get the confidence?" After finishing speaking, he said, "Hurry up, sing a song casually, just the two of us, are you still shy?"

Song Yan laughed again after hearing this, and conceded defeat dotingly, "Well, I'm afraid of you, but don't laugh at me."

Shen Ci didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Who's laughing at you? My lord, don't be coy, hurry up."

Song Yan cleared his throat, "I sang?"

Shen Ci looked at him, squinted and smiled, "Sing."

Song Yan said yes, he cleared his throat again, and the song "Return from Target Shooting" sounded.

Sunset Xishan Red Choffe

Soldiers hit the target and bring the battalion back

Chest safflower reflecting rosy clouds

Happy singing is flying all over the sky

……

Song Yan's deep and slightly hoarse voice was very nice, without any out-of-tune. Shen Ci listened quietly, feeling very happy.

After a while, the song ended. He looked at Song Yan and said with a smile: "Well, I know why you want to teach Lulu. It turns out that she sings so well."

Song Yan smiled and didn't answer, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of water, then looked at Shen Ci and said, "Xiao Ci, can you sing me a song too?"

Shen Ci's smile paused, he looked at him and smiled, "No."

"..." Song Yan quietly looked at his side face, which was beautiful, clean, and moved his heart, "Okay, don't sing." He smiled like a spring breeze, very fond of him, "Then do you still want to listen to you?" ? I'll sing you another song."

Shen Ci tilted his head to look at him in surprise, "Okay," his eyes turned back to the front, and he couldn't help teasing, "What's the matter today? Old Song, you are not bored anymore."

Song Yan didn't care about his teasing, his brows and eyes were clear, "How about singing a Hokkien song?"

"Hokkien song?" Shen Ci was surprised, "Can you sing Hokkien song?"

"It was taught by a comrade-in-arms in the past. He is from southern Fujian." Song Yan said, "I didn't teach anything else. I just taught you to win by fighting hard. Xiaoci, then I will sing this song."

"Okay." Shen Ci smiled, showing a mouthful of small white teeth.

Talking, laughing and singing all the way, the two arrived at their destination in two hours with ease.

"You wait for me in the car, I'll go by myself." Shen Ci took all the test sheets of the old man and said to Song Yan.

"I'll go up with you." Song Yan unbuckled his seat belt.

Shen Ci looked at him and frowned slightly, "No need, I can do it myself."

"Xiaoci," Song Yan suddenly became serious, "I didn't have this operation at the right time, but I can use crutches. You have been pushing me away since I learned that Grandpa was ill, no need, no need, I do it myself, I can do it myself, and it makes me uncomfortable."

Shen Ci was startled, and looked at him silently.

Song Yan continued: "I am very clear about this person. Even if we are lovers, I still allow you to have secrets, private space, stay out at night, and even allow you to continue to be friends with your ex, but not Representative, when you are in trouble, allow you to hang me aside; from the moment we two come together, we are one, you can't draw a line between us and point to your side Said, this is my trouble, I can handle it myself, you just watch from the other side; Xiaoci, your trouble is my trouble, grandpa, let me accompany you, okay?"

Shen Ci's heart trembled as he said this call, and then he nodded. He quickly got out of the car and went to the trunk to get a cane, and then bought some gifts with Song Yan.

Song Yan looked at the thin rain in the sky, and bought an umbrella and two cups of hot milk.

"Xiao Ci, drink a cup of hot milk to cushion your stomach first," he said, "Your stomach is not good, if you are too hungry, you will feel uncomfortable."

"I can't drink it, you can drink it." Shen Ci was inexplicably irritable, and asked, "I heard that Dr. Yan has a very weird temper, and his mother just passed away. What if he refuses to see the doctor?"

Seeing that his expression was full of worry, Song Yan comforted him: "Xiaoci, don't think too much, we will be at this Dr. Yan's house soon, maybe he has a weird temper, but he must be a good doctor, otherwise how could he It has such a great prestige today."

Shen Ci took a deep breath, "Yes, yes, he will agree."

"It will." Song Yan affirmed.

Stopping at the door of an apartment, Shen Ci took a deep breath and rang the doorbell.

After about 1 minute, there was a clear and pleasant voice from inside, "Who is there?"

The door opened slowly, and a smile appeared on the corner of Shen Ci's mouth, "Hello, I am..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Yan and the other party's surprised voices interrupted him.

"Brother Song?"

"Shu, Shu Yu?"

Shen Ci, "??"