After the fake master disappeared, the real master went crazy

Chapter 65

Huo Chengfeng's messages have never stopped since the beginning of the military training. Sometimes he will send several messages to Song Xici a day, good things and bad things. Whenever something happens, he always likes to send Song Xici.

It was as if he had taken him for a tree hole.

"Bai Xirou came to see me. Mom was very angry, but I was very happy."

"If I suffer all that you have suffered, can you forgive me, Xiaoci?"

"I saw you with Shen Junzhi again."

"I've been very tired from work recently, can you comfort me?"

"I miss you very much, but I know you don't want to see me, and I would love to see you."

"I had a fight with my mother today, Xiao Ci, and I'm not the child she likes anymore."

"My work is doing very well now, but it's a pity that you are not here. I really want to have dinner with you to celebrate."

"I'm not a child of the Song family anymore."

There was too much information, and Song Xici couldn't read a part of it, and he had mixed feelings in his heart.

To be honest, so many years have passed, no matter how much he hated him at the beginning, he has already come out now. He just couldn't forgive Huo Chengfeng's betrayal and deceit, and he didn't want to have any more contact with him.

His days are moving forward, but Huo Chengfeng still seems to be stuck in the same place, bound in a cocoon.

It was quiet outside his studio. Song Xici didn't know if Huo Chengfeng had left. He wanted to go and see but was afraid that he would give Huo Chengfeng a wrong signal.

Sleeping until midnight and being awakened by the sound of thunder and rain, Song Xici worriedly went out to look, but Huo Chengfeng was indeed gone.

The mineral water bottle under his feet was full of cigarette butts, and he leaned against the wall in a shapeless manner. Thanks to the eaves above the gate of the courtyard, he would not be drenched in the rain.

Song Xici stood behind him with his clothes on, "Are you planning to die in front of my house?"

Huo Chengfeng stood up in embarrassment, stretched out his hand and pulled the damp hair twice, "I'm not, I didn't expect you to come out."

"It's not your middle of the night, it's thunderstorm again, what are you doing standing under the eaves?" Song Xici said angrily, "You don't think I'll forgive you if you do this, get out of here."

"There will be no car now." Huo Chengfeng rested his head, fiddling with the mineral water bottle in his hand, "I didn't drive, and I didn't take an umbrella."

Song Xici frowned, closed the door and entered the house, took an umbrella and then came out and handed it to Huo Chengfeng, "You go."

Huo Chengfeng didn't speak, and stared at the umbrella Song Xici handed over for a long time before taking it. He smiled wryly, "Thank you."

"Live a good life by yourself in the future." Song Xici sighed and closed the door of his house again.

After waking up, Song Xici never fell asleep again. His room has a big window, because Song Xici doesn't like sleeping in a room where you can't see your fingers, so when the Bai family repaired this courtyard house, they deliberately opened the window. A warm street lamp was installed outside the window.

He sat on the bed, looked at the raindrops outside the window by the street lamp, and took a sketchbook to draw several pages of drafts in a short while.

The lines on the draft are messy and light, probably only Song Xici himself can understand what the painting is. This is the first time he has drawn the design draft of a jade carving. It is a portrait of a man with his head down and no expression.

He wants to make the design draft of the finished product by himself, and he always draws it casually, because the appearance of the finished product is already in his heart.

This thing is like an endless pastime for Song Xici. It took eight hours from material selection to carving before it roughly made a prototype. If it weren't for Shen Junzhi's call, Song Xici had not realized that We did it at noon in the morning.

As soon as the work in hand stopped, there was a sharp pain in his head, he picked up the phone while rubbing his temple, "Brother Junzhi."

His voice was hoarse and tired, and Shen Junzhi asked worriedly, "Why are you not in a good mood, have you stayed up late?"

"It's okay, just sleep later." Song Xici yawned, "What are you doing?"

"I want to come and see you in the afternoon." Shen Junzhi said with a smile and relaxed tone, "Eat something and take a nap, but don't sleep for too long, be careful that you won't be able to sleep at night, I will pick you up for dinner when I arrive .”

"Okay." Song Xici replied, put the half-finished sculpture he carved on the workbench and went out.

He didn't set the alarm clock, and wanted to sleep until Shen Junzhi came to call him, but Shen Junzhi who said he would come to see him didn't come. When he woke up, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

Shen Junzhi never said nothing, Song Xici felt strange in his heart, and made calls, but no one answered.

Not only Shen Junzhi, but even Zhou Yumeng and Deng Hantong's calls were not answered, and finally Song Xici called Cheng Xiuhe.

The one over there was going out in a hurry, and said to him incoherently: "I'm about to call you, you should go back to city A quickly, Brother Junzhi will enter the hospital in the afternoon."

"Why didn't you tell me about this kind of thing earlier!" Song Xici's heart almost stopped beating, and then it accelerated again.

Cheng Xiuhe over there paused for a moment before continuing, "Brother Junzhi didn't let me speak."

He hurriedly dressed and went out, only to remember that he hadn't contacted the car to go out. He rarely went out these years, and always stayed at home. What he regrets most now is that he didn't take the driver's license to buy a car.

At this time, there was no long-distance bus at all, and it was a waste of time for the Bai family to send a car over. Song Xici stopped him when he encountered a car after walking on the street, but when he heard that it was so far to City A, he was unwilling to see him off.

Finally, a tall white SUV stopped in front of him, Huo Chengfeng rolled down the window, "Where are you going, I'll take you there."

Song Xici got into the car without the slightest hesitation, "City A, hurry up."

Huo Chengfeng didn't ask him what he was going to do in City A, so he speeded up the car without saying a word.

It was early in the morning when we arrived in City A, and there were many people sitting outside the operating room on the eighth floor of the hospital. Shen Jianbo held Zhou Yumeng's shoulder with a haggard face, while Deng Hanxuan and Cheng Xiuhe leaned against the wall and lowered their heads.

When Song Xici and Huo Chengfeng came in, they all saw it, but no one had the strength to speak, and the faces of those waiting outside the operating room were all bad.

At sunrise, the lights in the operating room finally went out, and a few tired nurses came out to open the door first. Zhou Yumeng stood up immediately, and rushed over to ask, "Doctor, how is my son?"

The little nurses looked at each other, not knowing how to answer, and finally could only comfort, "The patient will go directly to the intensive care unit, and there will be medical staff watching over it 24 hours a day. Don't worry, we will definitely do our best. .”

This is not good news, Zhou Yumeng squatted down weakly covering her mouth, and cried with her voice suppressed.

Song Xici didn't know what happened to Shen Junzhi before, he only knew that the nurse's words actually showed that Shen Junzhi's situation was not optimistic, and he felt his hands and feet were cold for a moment.

He shouldn't always let Shen Junzhi travel long distances to see himself, he should visit Shen Junzhi more often, he knows it, he knows it...

He seemed to be in a nightmare, everything around him was fading away from his mind, he only had regrets in his heart now, he shouldn't say nothing, he shouldn't wait for Shen Junzhi to come out by himself.

"Xiao Ci." Huo Chengfeng saw that he was not in the right state, and gently pulled his hand.

But Song Xici overreacted and threw him away, staring at him with fierce eyes and red eyes, "I'm so annoying, I'm so annoying, I told you not to bother me, I want to start my new life, you Why are you always pestering me!"

Huo Chengfeng's hand was still in the air, and after a while it fell down weakly, "I'm sorry, Xiao Ci, I'm sorry."

Song Xici couldn't respond to him now, he couldn't respond to anyone.

"Don't quarrel in the hospital." Deng Hanyan's face was as pale as a ghost, her eyes were bloodshot, and her eyes fell on Song Xici, "Will you stay with brother Junzhi? Song Xici, you accompany him Bar."

"I know, I know." Song Xici wiped his eyes, but the more he wiped the more tears.

Shen Junzhi stayed in the intensive care unit for more than half a month. Song Xici closed his studio and people from Shen's family came to see him every day, but in fact they didn't see Shen Junzhi for half a month, so they could only stay in the ward. Look at the small round window in front of the door.

Half a month later, Shen Junzhi finally woke up and was transferred to a single ward, but when he woke up, his face was still as pale as paper, and his lips were bloodless.

Even after coming out of the intensive care unit, most of the time, his eyes are still closed, and he doesn't know if he is sleeping or in a coma.

The doctor is also not sure about his current situation. In order to return to China, Shen Junzhi had been receiving overdraft treatment abroad all the time. No matter how he treats him now, it is meaningless.

It's just a matter of time.

Song Xici stayed in Shen Junzhi's ward and didn't want to leave. At noon, a delivery boy brought him some food. Song Xici didn't know who ordered it for him, but he was out of his mind and didn't notice these things. detail.

Shen Junzhi woke up for a while in the morning, but within a few hours he closed his eyes in a daze. When the doctor came to make rounds, he said that he was asleep.

Shen Junzhi's attending doctor was an old doctor with white hair. During the rounds, the little nurse drew blood for Shen Junzhi, and he bent down to feel Shen Junzhi's pulse.

"It's not easy." The old doctor sighed: "Young people have a strong desire to survive, but unfortunately their bodies are too weak. Such a strong willpower may only delay time."

Song Xici stared at Shen Junzhi's pale and thin face, licked his dry lips several times but couldn't speak, he wanted to cry as soon as he opened his mouth, but he didn't want to shed tears before Shen Junzhi left.

The old doctor also saw that he was feeling uncomfortable, so he patted him on the shoulder and led the little nurse out without saying anything.

The afterglow of the orange sunset spread from the window onto the hospital bed, Shen Junzhi's face finally had some color under the sun, his eyelashes fluttered, and he didn't know when he woke up.

Song Xici didn't know if he heard the old doctor's words, he lay down beside the bed to help Shen Junzhi tidy up the oxygen delivery tube, and after controlling his emotions, he asked, "Brother Junzhi, do you want some water?"

"Song Song." Shen Junzhi's voice was hoarse, and his voice could not be raised as usual. Song Xici could only see his lips moving.

But he realized that Shen Junzhi was calling himself, so he quickly agreed, "Brother Junzhi, I'll be here with you, I'll be with you..."

He used a cotton swab to soak some water on Shen Junzhi's chapped lips, and Shen Junzhi spoke more clearly than before.

Zhou Yumeng and Shen Jianbo returned to the ward from the doctor, and they were very happy to see Shen Junzhi wake up.

"Junzhi, are you awake, are you hungry, what do you want to eat, mom will make it for you." Zhou Yumeng wiped her nose, no one wanted to cry in front of Shen Junzhi at this moment.

"Dad, Mom." Shen Junzhi smiled lightly, "Don't be so sad, isn't this a doomed thing long ago, after I leave, you all will regard me as liberated, and bring up my little brother well."

"Junzhi." Shen Jianbo seemed to want to enlighten him, but he just called out, but was speechless again.

Shen Junzhi turned his head and looked out of the window with great difficulty. The setting sun was already close to the side of the mountain, and it was going to go down in ten minutes. His fingers pinched the bed sheet.

"I want to say a few words to Song Song alone. I can't speak so loudly now. He can't hear you. Can you go out and come in after 10 minutes? I will record it on my mobile phone, and then give my mobile phone to him. he."

Everyone left, and the ward was quiet.