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He Chi stopped the car at the entrance of the alley, and Su Xing sat in the back seat holding Su Hong in his arms.

Passing a toll booth, the car bumped a bit, Su Hong opened her eyes, and asked in a daze, "Where are you going?"

"It's okay." Su Xing patted her hand, "You have a fever, go to the hospital."

"No..." Su Hong struggled to sit up.

"Take your temperature and get an injection," He Chi turned his head in the passenger seat. He knew what Su Hong was worried about, so he said to her in a relaxed tone, "It won't cost much, maybe it's cheaper than this month's electricity bill."

Su Hong was amused by him, her head was so heavy that even her fingernails hurt, she closed her eyes and leaned on Su Xing's shoulder.

Su Xing silently pulled the towel covering her body.

When they arrived at the hospital, the doctor took Su Hong's temperature, which was 39.8 degrees.

"Why did you come here after it was burned like this?" She looked at He Chi and Su Xing reproachfully, "How long has it been burning?"

He Chi stood behind Su Xing all the time, and said, "It was burned this morning."

"It's best to do a blood test." The doctor said while typing on the computer.

Su Hong kept leaning on Su Xing's shoulder with her head down. When she heard that blood was being tested, she raised her head and said nervously, "No blood!"

"Bacterial and viral infections can cause fever, and a blood test can roughly find out what is causing the fever," the doctor looked at the computer screen. "It is recommended to check it so that we can prescribe the right medicine."

"Let's check." Su Xing said.

"No!" Su Hong thumped Su Xing's leg, but she was exhausted from the fever, and the breath she exhaled was hot. Su Xing clenched Su Hong's fist in his hand, looked into her eyes, and couldn't bear it. Rejected and said: "Check."

"Okay, let's get the form." The doctor took out the printed form and handed it to Su Xing. When her eyes fell on Su Hong's face, she paused, then frowned.

"Doctor, what's wrong?" He Chi was the first to notice something was wrong.

"How long has your mother been like this?" The doctor walked around the table, propped his hands on his thighs, and carefully looked at the spots on Su Hong's face.

Su Xing recalled the time when he first noticed red spots on Su Hong's face, and said, "At least eight months."

"what reason?"

Su Xing realized that the matter was not as simple as having a fever. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his mouth suddenly felt dry.

He Chi squeezed his shoulder, and Su Xing calmed down a little, and said, "Eczema."

"Where did you get the test?" the doctor asked.

Su Xing said, "It's right here, the city hospital."

"Did you bring the previous report? Let me see."

He Chi said: "I brought it with me, but there is only one left. The other aunts said they threw it away."

He took out a test report from his pocket, and the doctor just looked up and said, "It's fake, it's not from our hospital."

Su Hong fell asleep again in a daze, her breathing was very heavy.Su Xing felt a sledgehammer hit his head with a "bang", which made him dizzy, and sparks splashed in front of his eyes.

The doctor then squatted down, first squeezed Su Hong's fingers a few times, then took off her slippers, checked her feet, with a solemn expression: "You didn't notice that they were all swollen like this? They're all swollen and hard!"

Su Xing licked his lips, he thought it was the tonic soup he had boiled during this time that helped, he thought Su Hong was gaining weight, he thought that summer was coming and Su Hong was greedy for coolness, that's why she always wore wide plastic slippers... ....

His throat was astringent, and he wanted to try to explain something, but before he could say anything, he realized that it was all an excuse.

It was all an excuse, and it was all his fault.

"Go to the nephrology department and do a urine test." The doctor said seriously.

"Okay, I'll go right away, thank you doctor."

He Chi bent down and picked up Su Hong from Su Xing's arms.

Like a wind-up puppet, Su Xing followed He Chi out of the consultation room, and bumped into a person in the corridor. The person cursed at Su Xing, but Su Xing didn't respond at all. It seemed that he only knew to follow He Chi.

After taking the elevator up to the eighth floor, He Chi put Su Hong on the chair in the waiting area, and then went to the number machine to get the number.

Su Xing still followed behind him, He Chi stopped, and Su Xing also stopped.

He Chi turned around, Su Xing raised his head and looked at him, his eyes lost focus.

He sighed softly, took Su Xing's hand and came to Su Hong's seat: "Sit here and take care of mom, you know?"

Su Xing turned his head to look at Su Hong, shook his fingers suddenly, and then nodded.

"good."

He Chi didn't have time to talk to him more, so he turned around and went to get a number.

When he finished queuing up to get his number, he found Su Xing sitting on a bench with his elbows on his knees and his palms covering his face. His back, which was always straight at ordinary times, curved into an arc, and his thin shirt was stretched out abruptly by his shoulder blades. shape.

At that moment, He Chi only felt that his heart was being pulled hard. He walked forward quickly, squatted in front of Su Xing, and called him in a low voice: "Baby."

Su Xing came out of the state of being in a state of confusion just now, and He Chi heard a dry voice coming from under his palm: "I'm sorry...I..."

"Listen to me," He Chi held his wrist, "it's not your fault."

Su Xing put down his hand, raised his head and took a deep breath, holding He Chi's palm tightly with his backhand, as if to draw some strength.

"Maybe things aren't that bad," He Chi clasped his fingers tightly, "in case...in case Auntie is really ill, you are the only person she can rely on."

Su Xing was silent for a long time, then nodded.

"You can rely on me." He Chi squeezed Su Xing's hand tightly and said, "It's our turn, let's go in."

The urine test result showed urine protein 2++, and Su Xing couldn't understand any of the data on the test sheet. He only heard He Chi asking the doctor how the result was. Hospital? It is suspected to be SLE, that is, systemic lupus erythematosus."

Oh, systemic lupus erythematosus.

Su Xing was unexpectedly calm at that moment. He didn't feel anything special, neither shock nor sadness.

He folded the report in half and put it in his pocket. Every corner was aligned very neatly, and the fold was very neat.

Su Hong was lying on the hospital bed on an IV drip. She hadn't woken up yet, lying quietly on the white sheet, no different from Su Xing's appearance every time she woke her up.

Su Xing pushed Su Hong's hair behind her ears, and carefully wiped off the sweat on her forehead with a tissue.

Isn't it lupus?Su Xing smiled, he knew it, it was written in the biology book, and he memorized all the knowledge points, it was nothing special.

I just don't know how Su Hong can bear it so much. The doctor said her feet are swollen and hard. Does it hurt?

She is such a beautiful person, she has to wipe her face in the morning and put on a sleeping mask at night, and looks in the mirror every day to see the spots on her face, how sad is she?

She was quite capable, she did not know where she got the fake test report, and lied to him that she had been to the hospital, probably just went to the clinic opened by the barefoot doctor on the street a few times, right?

What is eczema and anemia, her resistance has decreased. She has been with traffickers since she was a child, and her survival skill is to be able to lie.

"You're really amazing," Su Xing said in a low voice with a hoarse voice, "You're so amazing, you have to live for me and live my father's share, do you hear me?"

He Chi talked with the doctor for half an hour, then went to the billing office to pay the hospital fee, and then returned to the ward.

Su Xing sat by the bed, and he quickly adjusted his state just now.

This is not the first time he has suffered the so-called "sudden blow". His father's death, moving to the slums, Su Hong's personality changed drastically, he was almost humiliated during the first estrus, carried a fruit knife to school every day in junior high school, and went to school after the high school entrance examination. Suddenly being transferred...

If what he experienced before was written into a novel, it would be trivial to say that a thunderbolt from the blue sky, but he is still alive and well.

Now that he is more than four months old, no matter from which point of view he is an adult, Su Xing allows himself to be at a loss and helpless for a while.

And then, he still had to straighten his back, like a real man—like his dad.

He Chi walked up to him, didn't say anything, just quietly accompanied him.

"How is it?" Su Xing asked.

"It's not confirmed yet," He Chi said, "We'll have to wait at least a week for a specific report."

"Oh." Su Xing nodded.

"The doctor said this disease," He Chi paused, and continued, "Even if this disease is really diagnosed, if it is well controlled, it will not be fatal. There are also cases where people lived for decades after being diagnosed."

"I know," Su Xing smiled, "It's said in the book that it's also called immortal cancer or something."

He Chi didn't know what to say to comfort him, as if it was useless to say anything, he would rather Su Xing cry a lot than his pale face and chapped lips.

"you......"

He Chi was interrupted by Su Xing just as he opened his mouth. Su Xing stood up and said, "Do you have a cigarette? I'll go out and smoke one. You can watch it for me."

He Chi looked at him silently, while Su Xing looked as usual, even surprisingly calm.

"Okay." He took out the half-pack of red flag canals and a lighter from his pocket, and put them in Su Xing's hand, "I'm here, always."

Su Xing smiled with his head down, and left the ward with a cigarette.

He went to a carport behind the hospital, where the family's bicycles and electric cars were parked in a mess. The floor was full of small cards with simple advertisements, saying that a single room with an area of ​​50 square meters can be used for cooking for only [-] yuan a day.

Su Xing walked through the narrow gap between the electric car and the bicycle, and reached the corner of the carport.

He squatted in the corner, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath.

His throat was instantly blocked by the strong smell of tobacco, Su Xing's temples twitched suddenly, and he felt dizzy for a while.

He sat on the ground along the corner of the wall, coughed heavily, and then covered his throat and began to retch, waves of acid surged up from his stomach, as if all the senses in his body were corroded.

He didn't eat lunch, so he could only vomit acid water. After retching, he started smoking again, and then repeated the process of coughing and retching.

Half a pack of Hongqi canal was about to be smoked by him, and the ashes fell all over the floor. Before the butt of the cigarette he had just thrown was completely extinguished, he couldn't wait to light another one.

Someone came to the carport to drive an electric car and smelled the pungent smell of smoke. He looked into the corner and saw a person smoking in the corner, so he shouted in disgust: "What the hell are you smoking here! It stinks to death !"

"Can you control it?" Su Xing's voice was ruined, and his voice was hoarse and out of tune.

"Why can't I control it?!" The man honked his horn and yelled, "This is your house, isn't it?! You make this place stink to death, why can't I control it! There are mothers and no mothers Damn shit!"

"I fuck your mother, can you control me?!"

Su Xing seemed to be stimulated by something suddenly, threw his half-smoked cigarette on the ground, stood up after roaring, and kicked a bicycle in front of him with red eyes, causing the whole row of bicycles to rattle fell down.

The man was startled. Su Xing's eyes were red, he was panting, and his whole body was shaking. He thought he had encountered a pervert, so he didn't dare to say a word, so he quickly got in the car and left.

There was no cigarette in the pack, it was the last one just now.

Su Xing bent down, picked up the half-smoked cigarette, put it back into his mouth and took a strong puff.

The cigarette butt has been extinguished, and there is only a faint smell of tobacco coming out of the filter.

Su Xing closed his eyes and leaned against the wall, then moved his stiff fingers, and walked forward to help the cars that had just been kicked down one by one.

He is just a bicycle, even if he is kicked over, as long as the skeleton remains intact, he can get back up again.