After binding the Civil Affairs Bureau

Jian Fan didn't know that there was someone who had to work part-time to make money just to find him.

After he got home, he sat on the sofa blankly, his whole body was cold, and he couldn't lift a bit of strength.

My mind was in a mess, thinking for a while that I was going to die, what to do with my parents and Ah Jing, and then wondering if the hospital had misdiagnosed me.

It's not like this is the case, isn't it often mentioned in the news?So-and-so went to the hospital to check for cancer, and when the house was sold for treatment, it was found out that it was a misdiagnosis.

But the pain in his stomach, which was so painful that he almost lost consciousness, reminded him that something was really wrong with his stomach.

Now Jian Fan hardly has the courage to look at the checklist again, he is afraid that he will collapse in the next second.

How did that happen?What did he do wrong?

After five years of hardship and forbearance, I finally reached a reconciliation with my parents, and I have a future with Ah Jing, why did I suddenly get cancer?

What should he do?

Jian Fan's eyes were red, his throat seemed to be choked, and he felt that the pain in his heart was more severe than the pain in his stomach.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally regained some strength, staggered up from the sofa, and went out again.

He asked for leave today for a check-up. He has achieved some results in the scientific research institute over the years, and he is very busy every day. If it wasn't for his stomach ache today, he would not ask for leave to go to the hospital, so he can't waste time.

After getting into the car, Jian Fan sat in the car for a while and stared blankly for a while, then wiped his face and started the car.

This time he set off to the Second Hospital in City A, and spent an afternoon doing checkups, blood tests, gastroscopy, and filming. He was so busy until late that the doctor told him to come get the results tomorrow.

Originally, if Jian Fan was willing, he could turn to the country for help. As a key talent cultivated by the scientific research institute, if he had a physical problem, he would be highly valued, and the best doctors would be arranged to diagnose and treat him.

But at this moment, Jian Fan was still not sure whether he really had stomach cancer, and he still held some expectations in his heart, thinking that it was a misdiagnosis, so he didn't even think about reporting the news.

Although it might be more accurate to arrange a doctor to examine him after reporting, but for some reason, he was full of fear and didn't want to know the results from those experts at all.

As if in that case, he would not have been sentenced to death.

After finishing the inspection, as soon as Jian Fan got in the car, Lu Jingyang called. He stared blankly at the phone with the note "A Jing", and took a while to answer it.

Trying to make his voice natural, Jian Fan raised the corners of his lips: "Ah Jing, are you off work?"

"Well, it's off work, where are you? I'll pick you up and take you to dinner."

There was a deep magnetic voice on the other end of the phone, which was Jian Fan's favorite voice, especially every time Ah Jing used this voice to breathe in his ear, he would always feel overwhelmed.

But now, this tender and loving voice made Jian Fan's eyes turn red instantly, and his heart felt like a big hole was broken, the pain made him speechless.

After hearing Jian Fan's response for a while, Lu Jingyang called out, "Xiao Fan?"

Jian Fan was brought back to his senses by the shout, he took a breath to adjust, and then pretended to be nonchalant and said: "Well, I'm here."

Lu Jingyang didn't think much about it, he just thought he didn't hear it just now: "Where are you now? Are you still in the hospital? Send me an address, and I'll come pick you up."

In the past few days, Jian Fan had frequent stomach pains. It was agreed that Lu Jingyang would accompany him to the hospital for examination, but before departure, something happened to the company, so Lu Jingyang had to go to the company to deal with it first, and let Jian Fan go to the hospital alone. Some remorse.

Jian Fan hurriedly refused: "No need, I'm almost home, you wait for me at home."

Lu Jingyang: "Okay, then I'll ask Auntie to cook some porridge, and you can eat it when you come back. Eat some light food for the next two days, and when your stomach ulcer heals, I'll take you to eat delicious food, okay?"

His voice was persuasive, and it was the gentleness that belonged to Jian Fan alone.

This kind of tenderness is like a sharp knife at this moment, cutting Jian Fan's heart with one knife, a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Okay, you can eat anything."

After saying a few words, Jian Fan hung up the phone, sat on the seat absent-mindedly for a long time, and then started the car to go home.

On the way, he calmed down his emotions slowly, so that he could no longer see anything unusual, as if nothing had happened.

After returning home, Jian Fan didn't want to take the key to open the door, so he knocked on the door. After Lu Jingyang opened the door, he gently pulled him in, and asked eagerly, "Are you back? Is it cold? What happened? What did the doctor say?" "

There was no flaw on Jian Fan's face: "It's okay, I'm not cold, it's just a common gastric ulcer, I prescribed medicine, and I'll be fine after a few days."

Lu Jingyang breathed a sigh of relief, with self-blame in his voice: "It's all because I've been too busy recently, so I let you go to the hospital alone. I'll take you to Mr. Jiang tomorrow and ask him to prescribe some traditional Chinese medicine for you, which is more nourishing for your stomach. .”

They have been separated for so many years. After meeting again, Lu Jingyang found out that Jian Fan had a stomach problem at some point. He asked to take him to see him several times, but was rejected by Jian Fan who was busier than him. What did he say this time? He couldn't be allowed to be willful any more.

Hearing what he said, Jian Fan hurriedly stopped him: "No need, Ah Jing, I don't want to drink Chinese medicine, which is too bitter."

Lu Jingyang bent down and kissed him on the lips: "You, even at such an age, you're afraid of drinking bitter medicine." He led him to the living room, and said, "You don't have to drink Chinese medicine if you don't want to, I'll ask Mr. Jiang to make it for you." It won’t be bitter if it’s made into a pill.”

The two went into the living room chatting, Jian Fan felt bitter, but had to muster up his energy to stop Lu Jingyang, Lu Jingyang went to pour him a cup of hot water and put it in his hand: "Drink some hot water first, Auntie just arrived, porridge We have to wait a while."

"Well, Ah Jing, I'm a little tired, please give me a hug." There was an imperceptible fragility in Jian Fan's voice.

Lu Jingyang's heart ached so much, he stretched out his arms to hold him in his arms, and said softly, "Okay, hug him."

Jian Fan leaned in his arms attached to him. Normally, he would not be so close to Lu Jingyang when the nanny was at home. This society is too harsh on them, and he doesn't want to endure other people's strange eyes at home. .

But what happened today made Jian Fan, who had always been strong and forbearing, weak. At this moment, he just wanted to lean in Lu Jingyang's arms for comfort.

Lu Jingyang didn't notice that something was wrong with him, but hugged him even tighter.

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in the supermarket.

After Jiang Tan finally worked up the courage to ask the cashier in the supermarket, he was taken to the personnel department by the kind lady cashier, and got his first part-time job in his life—distributing leaflets.

Holding a large stack of promotional flyers in the supermarket, Jiang Tan spent an afternoon distributing them around the supermarket. With his beautiful and delicate face, none of the flyers he sent out fell through.

After the end, Jiang Tan received a day's salary of 150. Originally, he only came in the afternoon, so he could only get half a day's salary.

But the team leader who had been distributing leaflets near him reported his performance, and Jiang Tan got an extra half day's salary for this.

With the "huge sum" of 11 yuan, he bought three breads and a bottle of water for [-] yuan in the supermarket, barely filling his stomach.

Then he took a taxi and rushed towards Jian Fan and Lu Jingyang's house.

City A is very big, Jian Fan and Lu Jingyang’s home is still a little far from the hospital, when they got off the bus, Jiang Tan felt distressed and gave away 80 of the money he earned for the first time in his life, and now only 59 was left in his hand. up.

Jian Fan and Lu Jingyang's home is in the city center, a prime location that is quiet amidst the hustle and bustle. The people who live there are either rich or expensive, and the price is naturally very high.

This community is so popular with rich people, its security system is not built, Jiang Tan can't enter the community at all, two or three security guards are watching over there.

He had the cheek to pretend that he lived in it and sneak in, but unfortunately the security guard stopped him when he saw his face.

Jiang Tan had no choice but to stand at the gate of the community, helplessly preparing to wait for Jian Fan and the others to come out.

At this time, he was already very tired, and his feet hurt badly from standing still. He never thought that one day he would be so miserable that he would have nowhere to go, and he only had a few dozen dollars on him.

He still doesn't know where he's going to sleep tonight, and at this moment he just feels desolate.

"001, can I go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to sleep at night?" He asked pitifully.

001 was snappy on the subject:

[Yes, but please host not to let anyone see your disappearance for no reason. 】

Jiang Tan breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly agreed: "I know, I know, I will be careful."

The place to sleep was settled, Jiang Tan let go of the big stone in his heart, squatted a few hundred meters to the left of the gate of the community, and asked the system: "001, you said you can't let the protagonist know the existence of the Civil Affairs Bureau, so how can I make them believe it wholeheartedly?" How about I get the marriage certificate?"

001 is still so cold: [The host is asked to explore by himself. 】

Jiang Tan curled his lips, slandering 001 for not speaking clearly, making him think that as long as he appeared in front of them, he could directly apply for marriage certificates for them without revealing his intentions.

Who knew that when he was distributing flyers today, he only found out after chatting with 001 that the marriage certificate had to be issued willingly under the condition that the Destiny's Children trusted him and could not reveal the existence of the Space-Time Administration. It is his mission completed.

This means that if he wants to gain the trust of the protagonists, he has to be friends with the protagonists first.

Are you saying this is a human thing?He doesn't even have an identity now, and he can't even get close to the protagonists. How can he be friends with the protagonists?

Just as he was frowning and trying to find a solution, an Aston Martin drove up from the gate of the community. Jiang Tanbai glanced at it boredly, which made his eyes widen in horror.

He also has one of this car in his garage, so what frightened him was not the 4700 million price of the car, but the tall, shining golden figure floating on the roof of the car.

This, this, this! !Did he meet a ghost in broad daylight? ! !