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Su Xing was very calm, at least he seemed to be.

He rode his bicycle to the Third Hospital. He didn't hit a tree or run a red light on the road. He locked the car in the shed, and then found He Chi in the emergency room where people were coming and going.

The Third Hospital is an authority in the immunology department, and the beds are not available. Su Hong was temporarily placed in the emergency observation ward, where she was charged by the hour.

Su Xing went to the payment office to pay a deposit of 2 yuan, and received a critical illness notice when he came back to the emergency room.The doctor took off his mask and gloves, and told him blankly: "The patient's condition is not good, and his life may be in danger at any time. The family members are ready."

He Chi stood behind Su Xing, with his palms on his waist.

"Understood," Su Xing nodded and said, "Thank you doctor."

After the doctor left, Su Xing went to see Su Hong in the ward. She was still falling asleep unknowingly. She could sleep for eighteen or nineteen hours a day, and she didn't know what kind of dream could last so long.

He took a cotton swab, dipped it in mineral water, and bent over to moisten Su Hong's chapped lips.

He Chi didn't go in, he looked at Su Xing through a small window outside the door.

His hair is a bit long, and the ends of his hair cover the back of his neck; although Su Xing was thin in the past, every inch of his bones and joints revealed the strength of a young man. Now his shirt is empty, revealing an abruptly shaped wrist. Somewhat morbidly weak.

What made He Chi even more flustered was that Su Xing was too calm, like a pre-programmed artificial intelligence that lost all human emotions.

Su Xing installed a machine in his body, which can automatically swallow all negative news without even needing a little reaction time.

He Chi was afraid that there was a sharp blade on the back of this machine, once it was running, it would scratch Su Xing.

Su Xing helped Su Hong tuck the quilt, turned around and walked out of the ward.

He Chi closed the door gently, pressed Su Xing's shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Don't be afraid."

"It's okay, I'm mentally prepared." Su Xing patted the back of He Chi's hand, smiled, and comforted him instead, "It's not about being tough, don't worry about me."

He Chi sighed lightly, touched Su Xing's face, and said nothing.

The situation in the emergency observation ward is special, and there are strict regulations on the visiting hours of family members. Relatives with a second gender different from that of the patient are not allowed to stay in the room at night to accompany them.

The gender on Su Xing's file was written as beta, and the nurse asked him if there were any other relatives whose gender was Omega in his family.

"No," Su Xing said, "I'm the only family member."

The nurse remembered that the marriage and love status column on Su Hong's information said "widowed", and her parents were all blank, so she showed a sympathetic look on her face: "Oh, you are not an Omega, so there is nothing you can do. The hospital's regulations are... ...."

Su Xing licked his lips, rolled his Adam's apple up and down, and said in a low voice, "I'm just..."

"Hey," He Chi pulled Su Xing behind him, curled his fingers and tapped the table twice, interjected, "Is it okay to stay there?"

He pointed to the bench outside the ward.

"Ah?" The nurse glanced at the direction he was pointing at, then was taken aback for a moment, and said, "It's okay, it's just..."

"It's fine," He Chi put his arm around Su Xing's shoulder, interrupting her, "Thank you."

The two walked to the bench and sat down. He Chi patted the bench and said with a smile: "This wood is good, moderately soft and hard, and the air conditioner is strong enough for sleeping."

Su Xing took off his backpack and threw it to He Chi, holding a plastic bag and saying, "I'm going to wash the apples."

He Chi waved his hand; "I went outside to smoke a cigarette, I haven't smoked for two days, I'm suffocating my father."

Su Xing picked the biggest one out of the plastic bag, and when he took it out, he found that the apple had just been dropped with a few small dents. It looked neither beautiful nor delicious, and he didn't know if He Chi liked it or not.

On those small pits, the peel was sunken in, and the dirt was all dust.Su Xing dug out the damaged part with his hands, rinsed it carefully under the tap for a while, wiped off the water droplets with a paper towel, and then went back with the apple in his hands.

Even if this apple is broken and becomes ugly, it is the best one he can give He Chi.

He Chi was not outside the ward, probably still smoking outside, Su Xing sat on the chair alone and wandered for a while, and what appeared in his mind was the question that he hadn't solved in the physics competition just now.

Strange, I had no clue in the examination room, and now the calculation process came to my mind step by step.He drew a force analysis diagram on his thigh with his fingers, his thinking was surprisingly clear, and he had an answer within a few minutes.

The resistance of the second question is 90N, and I don't know if Si Ge did it right.

He held the twig from the apple, smiled at the bumpy fruit, and thought he made it himself.

Won the champion of Xinyang City Middle School Students Physics Contest for three consecutive years, student Su Xing, awesome!

Su Xing found that now as long as he was alone, it was easy to think wildly. He mentioned Apple and planned to find He Chi.

He stood by the window and looked out, He Chi was smoking a cigarette under a sycamore tree outside.

Su Xing came out of the building, and when he got closer, he realized that He Chi was on the phone.

"Dongzi," He Chi took a puff of his cigarette, paused for a few seconds, and then continued, "Do you have any cash on hand?"

"Well, something happened to me recently."

"It is estimated that it will cost a lot."

"Okay, you call me first, thank you brother."

Su Xing didn't make a sound to disturb him. After He Chi finished making a phone call and finished his cigarette, he lit another one and flicked his finger on the phone's address book.

Su Xing stood for a while, then left lightly holding the apple.

After more than ten minutes, He Chi came back with a pungent tobacco smell all over his body.

Su Xing wrinkled his nose, He Chi raised his arm and sniffed, and said, "Is this smoke so strong?"

"Apple, here it is." Su Xing reached out and handed the apple to He Chi.

"My baby milk pot is so good!" He Chi took the apple and opened his mouth to take a big gulp.

"Lend me your mobile phone," Su Xing said, "My battery is dead."

He Chi didn't think much about it, and said casually, "It's in the pocket of your trousers, take it yourself."

Su Xing took out He Chi's phone, unlocked it, and opened the call log. The first few calls were made to Li Lang, Lumao and Dongzi. The last call showed that they were not connected, and it rang for 38 seconds. It was hung up by the other party.

The displayed contact is "Mom".

Su Xing's fingers paused on this record, and then calmly put the phone back into He Chi's pocket.

"What's wrong?" He Chi asked while eating an apple.

"I didn't do well in the exam today." Su Xing looked at him and said, "I didn't solve the last question. I couldn't solve the whole question and even a small question. I lost fifteen points."

He Chi approached Su Xing, pinched his thigh a few times with one hand, and comforted him in a brisk tone, "It's okay, it doesn't matter, isn't it just fifteen points? If you don't want it, then you don't want it."

Su Xing smiled, and continued: "It's not that I can't do it, I'll think about other things."

"What's the matter?" He Chi asked.

"Sell blood, sell kidneys." Su Xing's tone was steady, without the slightest fluctuation in his eyes, "Sell corneas, eyes, whatever."

He Chi's heart twitched violently. At that moment, his temple hurt like a needle prick. His five fingers clenched into fists, and he squeezed out a few syllables from his throat: "How can you..."

Su Xing sighed, covered He Chi's fist with his palm, and rubbed his fingertips lightly on his protruding phalanx. He said to He Chi, "No, I've been thinking about a question for a while, but I still can't."

He Chi closed his eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, and held Su Xing's palm tightly with his backhand.

"I still want to buy you apples, so I can't." Su Xing leaned his head on He Chi's shoulder, "Even if every day is a mess, there are reasons why I can't compromise, because I want to buy you apples."

He Chi's eye sockets were swollen and hot, and the pitted apple in his hand suddenly felt warm.

"Can you buy me a yolk bun tomorrow morning?" Su Xing asked with eyes closed.

"Okay." He Chi held his hand, his voice choked up a little.

Su Xing raised the corners of his lips and smiled silently.

He knew that He Chi understood what he meant.

Su Xing doesn't believe in telepathic telepathy, he only believes that He Chi loves him.

He Chi ate this apple very carefully, and every bit of pulp attached to the core could not be wasted.

Su Xing's breathing gradually became longer. He was so tired that he fell asleep leaning on He Chi's shoulder.

He Chi turned his head and tapped his forehead lightly with his lips.

——Even if every day is messed up, there are reasons why I can't compromise.

——Because I want to buy custard buns for my star.