pick up light

Here, Chen Xuan just came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and saw that the screen of the phone was on, so he walked up to pick up the phone, and what caught his eye was a text message from Yin Cheng.

He was a little puzzled, but after clicking on Yin Cheng's message, he was even more surprised.

Yin Cheng returned to City B?

Chen Xuan carefully looked at the picture sent by Yin Cheng. The medicine in the picture looked familiar. He thought for a while before he remembered what the medicine was, and then quickly dialed the phone.

Fang Jiayu on the other side had just walked into the ward. He put the lunch box in his hand on the table and said quickly, "You guys eat. I'll go out and answer the phone."

"Aren't you going to eat?" Fang Hui asked.

Fang Jiayu waved his hand, then walked out of the ward, "Hello, what's the matter?"

"Yin Cheng sent me a message." Chen Xuan said, "He sent me a photo of your medicine."

Fang Jiayu was stunned for a moment, and then heard Chen Xuan say: "Yin Cheng is back? When did he come? How should I tell him about this medicine? Should I keep it from him? Or..."

"It's okay." Fang Jiayu said, "Tell him the truth, I just arrived at the hospital."

"Okay, then I'll tell him the truth?" Chen Xuan asked, "Yin Cheng won't be angry, right? Angry that we didn't tell him about the thing we kept from you."

"I don't know, I might be angry." Fang Jiayu said.

Fang Jiayu knew that Yin Cheng took the initiative to send a message to Chen Xuan. Firstly, he wanted to find out what medicine he was taking now, and secondly, he wanted him to take the initiative to confess to Yin Cheng.

Fang Jiayu thought for a while, and then said, "Let me call him first."

"Row."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Jiayu called Yin Cheng again.

"Hello?" Yin Cheng's voice came.

Fang Jiayu coughed lightly.

"What, what's the matter?" Yin Cheng asked, "Did you catch a cold? Did you catch a cold when you fell asleep in the living room this afternoon?"

"No, no." Fang Jiayu said, "I have something to tell you."

Yin Cheng was silent for a while.

"okay."

Fang Jiayu took a deep breath, and then said, "That medicine is for my illness."

The breathing on the other side of the phone gradually became heavy, and he quickly continued: "It's not serious, don't panic, Xiaocheng."

"The car accident that year left a blood clot in my brain, so I still don't remember the things we did back then." Fang Jiayu said, "I went for an examination, and the doctor said it was not serious, but the blood clot oppressed a part of the nerve, so it needs to be recovered." Take medicine to break up the clot."

Fang Jiayu held the phone and stopped after saying these words.

He listened carefully to the movement on the other side of the phone, feeling a little worried, but also a little relieved.

After waiting for a while, Yin Cheng's voice came faintly from the phone.

"You, why didn't you tell me before?" He asked, "If it wasn't for me, I discovered this medicine today, would you have planned to hide it from me?"

"I..." Fang Jiayu paused, "I just don't want to distract you, you have your own things to do, you need to calm down and consult, I don't want my things to affect you."

Yin Cheng was quiet for a while, and then said: "Fang, Fang Jiayu, don't do this in the future, okay?"

He said: "Whether it is serious or not, you tell me, there is no secret between us, okay?"

"...Okay." Fang Jiayu said, "I shouldn't hide it from you, it won't be like this in the future."

Yin Cheng took a deep breath, and then said, "Here, have you been to the hospital? The food should not be cold, right?"

"arrive."

"Okay, then, then you go take care of Auntie, I'm dead."

"...Okay." Fang Jiayu said.

After hanging up the phone, Yin Cheng took several deep breaths to suppress his emotions.

When he knew that Fang Jiayu was secretly taking medicine to treat his illness, Yin Cheng's mind buzzed, and then he became a little angry.He was angry that Fang Jiayu refused to confess without telling him, and angry that he didn't care enough about Fang Jiayu to find out about it today.

He is a little angry, but now is not the time to play his temper.Fang Jiayu was already busy enough, he couldn't let Fang Jiayu be distracted by him anymore.

Holding the pillow, Yin Cheng thought, he is here to help, not to cause trouble.

After sorting out his emotions, Yin Chengcai continued to stand up and tidy up the room.

"Dad, why did you come out?" Fang Jiayu hung up the phone, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Fang Hui standing at the door of the ward.

Fang Hui looked at his son, then glanced at the phone in his hand, "Yes, is it Yin Cheng?"

Fang Jiayu hesitated for a while, then said, "Yes."

"He helped cook tonight's meal, too." Fang Hui pretended not to see Fang Jiayu's hesitation, "Didn't he go back to City A? When did he come back?"

"Today." Fang Jiayu said, "I told him about my mother's illness, and he insisted on rushing back, saying that he wanted to help."

Fang Hui nodded.

After a long while, he opened his mouth cautiously; "So, did he forgive us?"

Fang Jiayu heard his words and turned his head to look at the people in the corridor.

There is always some noise in the hospital.

"I don't know," he said softly.

"What about you?" Fang Hui asked.

Fang Jiayu froze and turned to look at his father.

Fang Hui was not in a hurry for his answer, but asked again: "Then did you forgive us?"

Fang Jiayu's hand gradually tightened.

"..."

"Son, it's parents who are sorry for you and Yin Cheng." Fang Hui's voice seemed to be hoarse, and he leaned against the side of the corridor, looking at the tall Fang Jiayu opposite.

No one spoke between the two for a long time, and the people talking in the corridor gradually left, and silence surrounded the father and son.

After a while, Peng Hui's voice came from the ward.

Fang Hui stood up straight and only said, "I'll go in and have a look."

"Ah."

Fang Hui opened the door, and just as he was about to step into the ward, he heard the voice of his son behind him.

"dad."

"I can not do it."

Fang Hui gritted his teeth, and then walked into the ward.

Fang Jiayu watched his father walk into the room step by step, and then left the ward.

Opening the door of the smoking room, a haggard and tired man sat inside.

Fang Jiayu took out the cigarette case and handed him a cigarette.

The man nodded, but did not accept the cigarette.

"Thanks."

Fang Jiayu didn't speak, but lit the cigarette in his hand.

Maybe it was because his expression was too dull, the man beside him couldn't help comforting him: "Brother, come on, don't think too badly about things."

Patients living on this floor are generally hovering on the edge of life and death.

The man took it for granted that Fang Jiayu was sad because of his relative's illness.

Fang Jiayu shook his head, "I'm fine."

The man stopped talking, sat for a while, and then left.

Fang Jiayu sat alone in the smoking room, thinking about what Fang Hui said just now.

Sit for a while.

He took his phone out of his pocket.

【Baby, let me tell you a little secret. 】

【? 】

There was a message back to him soon.

【I had a dream before. I dreamed that Xiao Cheng secretly put bread in my desk, and then hid my draft paper in his book. 】

The author says:

Here I come~ Hey, Xiao Fang has started to recover his memory~ I don't know if you can see it.