Released

The two looked at each other in the ward.

"Although your uncle is an old bachelor, he is at this age anyway." Old Cao seemed to know that Zhou Xi was in trouble, and looked up at him quietly, "You can tell whether the relationship is good or not."

Zhou Xi had an inexplicable estrangement from this kind of appellation that was close to the relationship. When he heard the word "your uncle", he tried his best to bear it.

Lao Cao went on to say: "I met your mother coming to pack some things in the morning. I am also a talkative person. I also said that the child came back from the blood pump and the mother would make up for the stewed mouth soup. I asked what you like to eat."

Lao Cao's speech is cadenced, and if he practice again, he might be able to perform a stand-up comedy at the Art Center for the Elderly.

"Hey! I didn't talk to me, I was thinking badly and talking too much." Lao Cao slapped his thigh, "I didn't speak until I got all the things, and said I would ask you when I came out."

Zhou Xi thought about it in his heart. He didn't know what he liked to eat, let alone Xu Qin—the nurse who gave him injections didn't spend as much time with him.

"Hmm." Zhou Xi responded in a low voice.

"In the end, I didn't even go to pick you up." Old Cao sighed, "Do you really want your own son to do this? It's such a big deal to have a bone marrow pump... I don't have children, but my heart is full of flesh."

Listening to him, Zhou Xi didn't know what to say for a while.Lao Cao can see through it, and he can see it, but why does he have the illusion of being barren when talking about it here.

"It's okay." Zhou Xi said, "I'm used to it."

"Old Zhou is too, amazing, I haven't mentioned it before. One day, he suddenly mentioned that he has a son..." When Lao Cao was speaking, he turned his head and looked outside the door, for fear that Zhou Yuan and Xu Qin would suddenly Flashing to the door, "Don't mention it, don't mention it, look at my mouth."

"It's okay." Zhou Xi repeated, not knowing if he was comforting him or himself. He opened his eyes and looked at the yellowish ceiling, paused and added, "I don't usually communicate much."

The effect of the anesthesia tended to decline, and he felt pain when he moved lightly.

Lao Cao didn't know that this was the first time they met, and he didn't know that he had actually been studying and working here for many years, and Lao Cao didn't know that he came this time to make a clean break.

Speaking out these supplementary conditions, one by one is all self-defeating.

"Hey." Lao Cao sighed, "I'm sorry for you. If I have such an eldest son, I will be blessed every day."

"..." Zhou Xi really couldn't think of anything to answer, so he simply acquiesced to the attribute of being less talkative, and remained quiet for a while.

The world is like this, one person breaks free and the other picks it up, the words in which song come.

"Are you in pain? Tell uncle if you want anything to eat." Lao Cao saw that he was silent, and continued to change freely to the next new topic, "There is a Chinese restaurant nearby, hehe, boss I am Chinese, I have a little friendship with me, and the craftsmanship is good, I can ask the shop assistant to bring over two dishes, and uncle will order some delicious food for you..."

This person is also quite amazing, Zhou Xi thought.

During these few days in the United States, the person he has dealt with the most is this Uncle Cao who has only seen half of his face on the opposite bed.When Zhou Xi got up the next day, he saw his bed card. The Chinese name was Cao Meng.

In a blink of an eye, he thought of the grasshoppers that jumped in the grass when he was a child, the kind that jumped up and down.

"I'm sorry." He silently apologized to Lao Cao in his heart.

Uncle Cao originally thought that he would stay for a few more days, but he didn't expect Zhou Xi to be discharged from the hospital after drawing his peripheral blood.

"Uncle can't get up today, I'm a little dizzy." Today it was Uncle Cao's turn to lie down and look at him, "Didn't the weather forecast say that there would be a blizzard? Are you in such a hurry to return home?"

"I can't go yet. I'll find a place to stay for two days." Zhou Xi had just finished his routine blood test with the cotton swab still on his arm. "I'm in a hurry. Someone is waiting for me."

"Hey, no one can talk to that uncle. It will take many days for Lao Zhou to come out." Uncle Cao smiled, and wanted to raise his hand to pat his body, but maybe he remembered that Zhou Xi had done bone piercing yesterday , he put his hand down again, "Uncle add you a WeChat, and report to Uncle that you are safe when you get home...Look, no one is looking for me all day long. I am an old bachelor——"

Zhou Xidan started to help him operate, and he was happy when he saw his WeChat. Uncle Cao's WeChat name is really "Grasshopper".

"Added." Zhou Xi suddenly realized that the two days hadn't passed that long, probably because Lao Cao had been babbling on and on about that to him.

It may also be because I will be able to return to my country soon, and my mood is not so bad.

Xu Qin kindly brought him a few breads here, and when he opened them, there was a strong smell of sugar and oil.

"What would Uncle Cao eat?" Zhou Xi looked at the time, and it would be a while before he went to collect blood, "How about some light food, and I'll buy it for you?"

Lao Cao glanced at the bread in his hand and waved his hand disinterestedly.

"Maybe the drug reaction is too strong, and I can't take it for a while." Lao Cao said, "Don't run away, don't you still have a backache? Look at you, this arm is full of pinholes..."

Zhou Xi looked at him, feeling empty for some reason, as if he owed him something.

"Go get your blood and rest. No matter how young you are, you can't go through such troubles. If I want to eat, I will get it from the hospital." Lao Cao turned his face towards him when he saw that he was not leaving, "I'm old and hungry. no."

"Leave a snack for you." Zhou Xi dug out an egg yolk pastry from the bag he carried with him and put it on the bedside, he hesitated and explained, "Well... this is brought from China, my friend made it himself Yes, it's delicious."

Lao Cao looked at him.

"Really." Zhou Xi said.

"Oops." Lao Cao didn't know what he was happy for, he laughed until his knitted hat and wig shrank up, "Thank you."

"I'll taste it carefully when I feel better." Uncle Cao chuckled, "I'm really lucky recently."

I heard from Uncle Cao that he was matched with a type in the bone marrow bank some time ago. The rare and highly consistent full match can be called a miracle in the type matching circle.The risk of full compatibility is much smaller than that of Zhou Yuan's semi-compatibility, and we are still waiting for further testing and communication with volunteers.

Lao Cao was proud when he said this. When chatting yesterday, he also said that he would take advantage of the scenery and go to Las Vegas to see beautiful women when he was ready.

He talked a lot to Zhou Xi—all in the tone of an old man telling a child about history and experience.Zhou Xi didn't let him know that he had stayed in the United States for many years, but only listened to his eloquent talk.

It’s just that Lao Cao sometimes talks about things very coldly. For example, when talking about the Statue of Liberty, he told Zhou Xi that the meaning of this statue is to love learning, and he has to light a torch to read when the power is off.

Zhou Xi's back hurt so much that he didn't dare to laugh, so he sent it to Lu Xiangyang.

"Go to get blood." Lao Cao said to him, "You have to come back to get things after the blood is taken? We can chat for a while."

It takes several hours to collect peripheral blood, and I can only fix a position and not let it move, and I can't scratch it, let alone play with my mobile phone.By the time he finished and came out, it was already afternoon.

Xu Qin was waiting at the door, but it didn't look like she was here to pick him up, but rather to pick up the stem cells.

"Good son." Xu Qin seemed relieved, "I didn't conceive you for ten months in vain."

"..."

Zhou Xi's arm had been stiff for four or five hours, and now it was extremely numb, coupled with the lack of interest in response to blood loss, he was too lazy to debate these meaningless issues with her.

"I'll have a word with Zhou Yuan." He looked at Xu Qin, "Leave after speaking."

"Your dad seems to be sleeping." Xu Qin glanced at him worriedly, "What are you going to say?"

Zhou Xi had the urge to smash the jar, he gritted his teeth and was about to turn around and leave: "Stop talking."

"Don't, don't, don't." Xu Qin is still very intelligent in steering the rudder with the wind, she hugged Zhou Xi's arm, "Go and see, in case you wake up."

The fresh wound on his arm was picked up by Xu Qin. The pain was so painful that he couldn't help but squinted his eyes and took a deep breath. Xu Qin then let go.

Zhou Xi suppressed the fire and bit back the tone particles that came to his lips.

He couldn't get angry about this kind of thing these days, and he was only sad.

Like the aftertaste of bad coffee, you can only taste bitterness.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Xu Qin made a gesture of surrender to him apologetically, "... accidentally forgot."

Zhou Yuan didn't sleep, but the call could only be made through the walkie-talkie.

The two of them were holding a telephone receiver to a piece of transparent glass. Zhou Xi looked at him, suddenly lowered his eyes and smiled.

His father had missed more than 20 years in his life, from babbling to now standing upright, when he saw his father again, he lost any innocence and admiration.From the inside to the outside, their eyes were completely confronted by two grown men.

"Zhou Xi." Zhou Yuan said first, "If Dad recovers, I will go to China to see you."

The voice of the walkie-talkie is wrapped in a layer of mechanical overtones.

He pulled off the mask in the transplant cabin and let Zhou Xi take a look.

"Yeah." Zhou Xi couldn't bear to refuse him at this time, so he said, "Take care of it."

He actually wanted to cry in his mind, the moment he saw Zhou Yuanquan's face.

For no reason, but blinked and nothing.

Zhou Yuan thought for a while and said to him, "Thank you."

Zhou Xi sucked his nose quickly.

"I'm leaving," he said, "be careful."

He hung up the walkie-talkie and turned around, trying to maintain a calm posture as he walked down the stairs.I originally wanted to run, but neither the doctor nor my body allowed it.

Might be really weak.Fortunately, Xu Qin didn't catch up from behind to show him a mother-child relationship.

This was the happiest thing on his way down the ward.

"Uncle Cao, I'm back." Zhou Xi pushed open the door, "...Uncle Cao?"

Lao Cao's bed was empty, there was no one there, only an egg yolk pastry was left on the head of the bed.

Zhou Xi turned out to find a nurse.

"Two beds in A-3?" the nurse said, "There was an intracranial hemorrhage, and he couldn't be saved."

The author says:

When I was eating barbecue, I saw a skewer called grilled lard... It was marked with the store's special recommendation, but I haven't eaten it.

In fact, I went for cold noodles, but I was too curious, so I ordered two skewers to try it out.

The result - delicious to heaven!Crispy and tough meat, brushed with a thin layer of honey sauce, the more you chew, the more delicious it is, help! (next time I will run towards this)

Baidu googled the part that turned out to be the heart of the pig, a special barbecue dish in the Great North.

PS: In this chapter, let’s beat the gongs and drums to send Zhou Yuan off first, Brother Xi, hurry up and don’t look back.

It's a knife, and I'm so anxious, I can't wait to rush to the chapter of making sugar. (Squatting down with tears in her eyes and holding the lid of the pot) Why is it a weekend and I write this non-sweet place o(╥﹏╥)o