Junior Bamboo Horse is a squeamish beauty

Qiyang Mountain in Ming City, Shenglun Medical Nursing Home.

It was noon, the sun was just right, the garden of the nursing home was mottled with green shade, and the scorching sun shone brightly on the lakeside. From time to time, white pigeons would stay by the lakeside, eating the crumbs they had fed. Nurses in twos and threes pushed leading the old man to walk on the green field.

The surroundings are peaceful and exuberant.

Ji Xiaohuan leaned on the sofa in the corridor, put his hands on his lapped knees, and looked out the window indifferently, but he was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery.

At this time, the door of the ward in front was pushed open, Tian Fangyong stood in the room, and slightly bowed towards Ji Xiaohuan: "The old lady's condition has stabilized."

Ji Xiaohuan put down his legs, stood up and strode towards the room.

The curtains were drawn tightly, the room was dimly lit, and it was full of various medical equipment.

In the middle was a hospital bed with an old man lying on it.

The doctor bent down to examine the old man, drew a few strokes on the clip in his hand, and walked towards Ji Xiaohuan and Tian Fangyong with his hands in his pockets.

"The old lady's mood is becoming more and more unstable. She often appears in sleep talking, anorexia, self-mutilation and other behaviors, and her kidney failure is also accelerating. We have been doing our best to treat her, but we still suggest that the family members try their best to appease her emotions. Last night If the situation recurs, the condition is likely to be irreversible."

Ji Xiaohuan nodded: "Got it, Uncle Tian, ​​you all go out."

Tian Fangyong led the doctor out of the ward.

The door closed, and Ji Xiaohuan sat on the chair beside the hospital bed, looking down at the old man on the bed.

After a night of rescue last night, Lin Guiye's face lost all color, his eye sockets were sunken, and the wrinkles on his face left deep grooves. His gray hair was scattered in a mess between the pillows, and the tip of his nose was hung with an oxygen tube. to disappear.

Ji Xiaohuan rubbed his temples, adjusted his breathing, and then leaned over and called Lin Guiye softly: "Grandma."

Lin Guiye moved her eyelids and opened her cloudy eyes. When her gaze touched Ji Xiaohuan, she raised her hand with difficulty: "Huan'er."

Ji Xiaohuan immediately took Lin Guiye's hand: "Grandma, it's me."

Lin Guiye saw Ji Xiaohuan, her eyes became clearer, she looked around the ward, took a weak breath and asked, "Huan'er, why are you alone? Where is your grandpa...... Where's your father..."

Ji Xiaohuan opened his mouth, wanting to answer as usual, but facing Lin Guiye's expectant eyes, the words suddenly stuck in his throat.

Lin Guiye didn't wait for Ji Xiaohuan's answer, her eyes suddenly became sharp, she kept holding on to Ji Xiaohuan's sleeves tightly, and tried to sit up on the bed with her hands: "Where's your grandpa? Where's your father? Why don't they come ?!"

"The company is busy, they will come over later." Ji Xiaohuan pressed Lin Guiye's shoulder, soothing Lin Guiye in a gentle tone.

"Really?"

"Really grandma."

Lin Guiye paused, slowly let go of her tense body, and lay back on the hospital bed. Her eyes were fixed on the ceiling. Not long after, her eyes began to lose sight again, and her hands drooped by the bed. Ji Xiaohuan was still holding her hands.

She mumbled her chapped lips and asked over and over again.

"Huan'er, when will your grandfather and father come..."

"Come on, come on."

Lin Guiye's body became weak very quickly. She was in a daze for a while, then she became sleepy, and her consciousness gradually became unclear. She held Ji Xiaohuan's hand, refused to sleep, and muttered some messy old things, even her grandson Mistake.

"Li'er."

"kindness."

"What's the date today?"

"September 22"

"September is good. Your grandfather and I got married in September. At that time, our family was poor... Your grandmother took a big emerald jade from their family and made a pair of jade bracelets. There is a pair of dragon and tiger mythical beasts."

When Lin Guiye said this, she grinned with her pale mouth open, and tears welled up from her eyes. She broke free from Ji Xiaohuan's grasp, half-raised her withered fingers, and gestured in the air: "It symbolizes the longevity of happiness. Ah, I want to pass that piece of jade to our daughter-in-law of the Ji family."

Speaking of this, Lin Guiye suddenly froze for a moment, she looked at her wrist with wide eyes, and grabbed Ji Xiaohuan's collar suddenly.

"Where's my jade! Li'er! Where's my jade! Where's my jade!!!"

Lin Guiye struggled suddenly, her eyes were wide open, her gaze was ferocious.

"Li'er! Where's my jade! Take out my jade!!!"

Lin Guiye started screaming sharply, the corners of his mouth were dry and bloody due to the roar, and he frantically pulled Ji Xiaohuan's clothes with his hands.

Her strength was like that of a dying person, and she suddenly burst out with infinite strength, as if she was about to be exhausted by the strength of this life, the oxygen tube hanging from the tip of her nose was torn off, and even the oxygen generator next to her could not breathe. fell to the ground.

When the incident happened suddenly, Ji Xiaohuan immediately stood up, protecting Lin Guiye with one hand, and holding the oxygen cylinder with the other, but he couldn't stop it in time, all the bottles and cans on the table fell to the ground, and it was a mess for a while.

The door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and Tian Fangyong rushed in, leading several doctors through.

The leading doctor gave Lin Guiye an injection quickly and skillfully pinned Lin Guiye to the bed. One of them stuffed a towel into Lin Guiye's mouth to prevent her from biting her tongue.

Lin Guiye struggled a few more times, gradually losing strength, her chest heaved violently, being pressed on the bed like a fish on a chopping board, she looked at Ji Xiaohuan sadly.

The strong sedative took effect, and the doctor let Lin Guiye go.

Ji Xiaohuan walked to the bedside, bent down and held Lin Guiye's hand tightly.

His voice was very hoarse, but he still comforted him: "Grandma, next time I will bring Yu."

Lin Guiye opened his mouth weakly, unwilling to say anything else.

At this time, a small figure walked to the side of the bed, held Lin Guiye's other hand, and tugged gently.

Lin Guiye looked over with difficulty.

Ji Shili's face was pale and his eyes were red, standing by the hospital bed, he gestured to Lin Guiye word by word with his immature hands.

"Grandma, please get better soon, I still want to eat the sweet and sour pork ribs you made for me."

After gesticulating Ji Shili, he bent down and lay on Lin Guiye's chest, hugged Lin Guiye tightly with both hands, and closed his eyes obediently.

Everything around fell silent.

Ji Xiaohuan was stunned for a moment, took two steps back, propped his hands on the bedside table and sighed deeply.

It was too chaotic just now, he didn't pay attention to the people who came in, only now did he realize that Ji Haojun came with Ji Shili.

With a serious face, Ji Haojun stood at the head of the bed to communicate with the doctor.

When Lin Guiye saw Ji Shili, he was like a meat grinder that had been turned off, his eyes suddenly became gentle, his fingers lifted up with difficulty, and then fell down weakly.

Ji Shili saw Lin Guiye's thoughts, he raised his head and stroked Lin Guiye's hand to his cheek, moved his mouth, but didn't make a sound, just called out with his mouth: "Grandma."

Lin Guiye grinned the corners of his mouth, grinning ugly, rubbed Ji Shili's face with his thumb, and said in a weak voice, "Li'er, be good..."

Ji Shili bit his lip, lay down on Lin Guiye's heart again, and closed his eyes forcefully.

After making such a fuss, Lin Guiye quickly fell into a coma.

Ji Haojun also finished talking with the doctor, he winked at Ji Xiaohuan, and said in a low voice, "Come out."

Everyone in the room came out, Ji Haojun and Ji Xiaohuan walked into the lounge, while Tian Fangyong took Ji Shili to play on the grass outside.

Ji Haojun sat on the sofa, turning the teacup in his hand, he didn't speak for a long time, and he said after a while: "Huan'er, your grandma wants dragon and tiger jade."

Ji Xiaohuan was silent for a while: "I will bring it here."

Ji Haojun nodded, and continued: "You also know that your grandma's disease is always morbidly paranoid about something. This kind of mental disease has a probability of being inherited. It was because of this disease in your father at the beginning... Sigh, still Good for you, fortunately, your personality is easy-going, unlike them."

When Ji Haojun said this, he remembered something, and suddenly sighed deeply: "I'm afraid Li'er is not as lucky as you. I took him for a test a few days ago, and his condition is not optimistic. The doctor said he There is a 20.00% chance of inheriting the disease."

Hot boiling water was poured into the teacup, and the wall of the cup was very hot, but Ji Xiaohuan suddenly squeezed the cup tightly in his hand, and looked out the window.

At this time, Uncle Tian didn't know where he went, leaving Ji Shili alone in the garden.

He was wearing a white long-sleeved sweater, leaning against a big tree, flipping through a book in the shade, even though he was not accompanied by anyone, he was sensible enough not to come in and disturb the adults' conversation.

A leaf floated down from the tree and landed on the bridge of the nose. Ji Shili stroked the leaf, pushed the wire-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose, his eyes were downcast, peaceful and quiet.

Even though he was still young and his glasses covered most of his face, he could still see the excellence of his facial features.

Ji Shili is the son of Ji Haojun and Ji Xiaohuan's cousin. He is ten years old this year. He is very good-looking, with high EQ and IQ. He is the "child of other people" among the population.

He was supposed to be the proud son of the Ji family, everyone envied him, but he became dumb for some reason when he was seven years old.

The two were discussing, when a cute little boy ran out from the garden. The little boy was covered in sweat, said a few words to Ji Shili, pointed to the swing next to him, and stretched out his hand to invite him to play together. .

Ji Shili raised his head and smiled with crooked eyes, took the boy's hand and walked to the swing.

The boy sat on the swing first, and Ji Shili pushed the swing.

The swing echoed in the air like a light bird.

After a few rounds, the little boy was having fun, and Ji Shili was busy pushing the swing, his little face was flushed with exhaustion, and sweat was dripping from his forehead, but he didn't complain.

The two little boys were playing and frolicking, and anyone who saw it would think it was a beautiful scene.

Suddenly the swing was swinging too fast, and the little boy lost his grip and fell off the swing.

He lay on the ground, rubbed his eyes, grinned and cried.

Ji Shili rushed to the little boy and turned around in a hurry.

He couldn't speak, and now he didn't know what to do. He stood aside and wanted to reach out to help the little boy up, but the little boy threw his hand away.

Ji Xiaohuan put down his teacup and wanted to go out to make a rescue, but Ji Haojun grabbed his clothes.

He shook his head at Ji Xiaohuan, and then glanced out of the window.

Ji Xiaohuan followed his gaze and looked out, only to see that Uncle Tian came back with a bottle of iced drink in his hand.

Ji Shili turned his head as if seeing a savior, and hurriedly gave his drink to the little boy.

When the little boy saw the drink, his eyes lit up, he immediately hugged the drink, sniffed his nose twice and stopped crying.

Only then did Ji Shili breathe a sigh of relief, and raised his hand to wipe away the tears on the little boy's face with the back of his hand, not disliking the slightest bit that the boy's face was dirty with snot and tears.

In just a few minutes, the two children reconciled as before.

Ji Xiaohuan watched the whole thing quietly, and put the coffee on the coffee table: "Uncle, the hereditary probability of that disease is very low, I don't think there is anything wrong with my younger brother, so you don't have to worry too much."

Compared to Ji Xiaohuan's relaxedness, Ji Haojun leaned on the back of the chair, rubbed his eyebrows and said in a low voice, "Do you really think he's okay?"

The author has something to say: Ji Shili made his debut!I would like to take this opportunity to recommend my pre-received article "Bamboo Horse Slag Gong Has Been Pretending to Be Dumb". The Gong in it is this cute and cute kid. If you are interested, please bookmark it~