NABC Chapter 55 Freshmen
Chapter 55 Freshmen
On the day when Qi Yousui's bone marrow matching report came out, even Zhong Zhichun, who cared little about him, came.
The old man himself was wearing a blue and white hospital gown, sitting upright beside the dean, holding a cane in his palm, looking at the dean, and then at Qi Yousui, with a solemn face, which put a lot of pressure on the dean, trembling , Sweat densely covered his forehead, he kept pushing the temples of his glasses, looking extremely nervous.
The dean is about the same age as Zhong Zhichun. He has performed countless operations with his own hands. He didn't even shake his hands when facing difficult operations. When he faced Zhong Zhichun at the end, he still showed timidity. On the day when the report was printed In an instant, I even thought about what to write in my resignation report.
After all, if the result is unsatisfactory, it is not impossible for the old man to "send himself to the frontier" in a rage.
"Chairman, take a look."
The dean was overwhelmed in his heart, but he could barely keep calm on the surface, and he didn't dare to announce the results in person. With a twitch, he straightened his hands and held the report in front of Zhong Zhichun, biting the bullet and said:
"You come."
"..." Zhong Zhichun's face was stinky when he heard the words, the wrinkles on his face moved, and then he poked the ground hard with his crutches, his voice was very unhappy, and he spoke in the most unreasonable tone if:
"If I can understand, why do you still need the dean?"
Dean: "..."
He was connoted, but he didn't even dare to make a sound.
"Yao'er, come and see." Zhong Zhichun was even angrier seeing him like this, rolled his eyes at him, turned his head, and glanced at Zhong Xuejin who was standing beside him, although his tone was stiff, but his eyes were clearly relaxed When it came down, it was plausible:
"You Sui is your child, you should read it first."
Zhong Xuejin: "..."
Zhong Xue frowned in confusion, wringing the hem of her clothes with her fingertips anxiously, then suddenly turned her head after a long while, staring at Chu Queze, who was holding Ji'an, staring at him until hairs sprouted, and then said slowly:
"Xiao Chu, come and see first."
Chu Queze: "........!!!"
I don't want to be the first to see either!
Several people pushed me and I pushed you, and no one dared to read the bone marrow matching report first.
After all, whoever sees it first will be the first to receive a devastating blow. Everyone present undoubtedly regards Qi Yousui as one of their favorite people, especially Chu Queze. It's a joke, but the seriousness contained in it is also real.
The depth of love and the depth of worry are not unreasonable.
The dean looked back and forth between the several people who were arguing, and he was sore when he raised his hand, and he couldn't see a consensus reached by several people.
His expression gradually became contorted, and he was hesitating whether to secretly put the report on the table to rest for a while. When he was struggling, a wrist as white as frost and snow suddenly stretched out from the side, with distinct joints underneath, and clamped the report between his fingers. Through the cracks, the report was easily pulled away.
Dean: "......"
The three people who are pushing me: "......"
Seeing this, they were all taken aback by coincidence, looked at each other, stopped the quarrel tacitly, watched Qi Qingjun leaning on the table intently, unfolding the report, and looked down with frowns.
Qi Qingyun didn't want to hear them argue, so she simply reported the results from the dean herself, turned a page by herself, and read down slowly.
He is used to not showing his emotions and anger. For a moment, everyone couldn't tell whether Qi Qingyun's expression was nervous or worried. They could only see that the more he looked down, the tighter his lips were pursed. A word.
Seeing this, everyone raised their hearts. At a certain moment, they almost forgot to breathe, and their hearts were beating nervously. They were afraid that they would hear bad news from Qi Qingyun, worry and fear. Mixtures flashed across his face, and uneasy guesses flooded his heart like a tide.
Could it be that this time, it won't work?
The air was completely quiet for a while, it was so dull that it was almost suffocating, and the ears were like falling into the deep sea, and even the sound of breathing could not be heard.
Heartbeats vibrated, eardrums were buzzing, no one spoke anymore, everyone focused all their attention on Qi Qingyun, held their breath, and waited for the final judgment on Qi Yousui after the other party finished watching.
Everyone knew in their hearts that if the matching failed again this time, Qi Yousui might not have time until the next person to do the matching.
Those who wait for Qi to be old can only die.
Qi Qingjun didn't know everyone's mental journey, so he quickly read the report with one glance and ten lines, closed his eyes, and carefully understood the meaning of the report word by word, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw only a dozen eyes They were staring at him scorchingly, especially Zhong Xuejin and Chu Queze, whose eyes contained more tension, worry and expectation than anyone else.
Qi Qingyun: "..."
He paused, his eyes swept over everyone present one by one, and finally fell on Zhong Xuejin's face, for a long time, he didn't say a word.
"...Ahyun, what's the result?"
Qi Yousui was his own son, so Zhong Xuejin was naturally more worried than anyone else, she couldn't hold back her silence at the end, she couldn't bear it anymore, so she almost jumped up and grabbed Qi Qingyun's neck to ask what happened.
His whole heart beat faster, his hands and feet trembled, a feeling of heat and numbness rushed up from his abdomen, his face was flushed from steaming, he looked nervous and looking forward to the extreme, he was trembling when he spoke, and tentatively said:
".......is it okay?"
"..." Qi Qingyun didn't speak, and she didn't know whether she was afraid of hitting the other party or what. After a while, she lowered her eyes slightly and looked at the cat who was sitting quietly in Chu Queze's arms. He stared at Ji'an who had been silent all this time with his round eyes, raised his eyebrows, and only waved at the other party, "Ji'an, come to me."
Ji'an didn't understand why Qi Qingjun called him suddenly, and was stunned for a moment with a small milky voice, "Ah", then obediently rubbed against Chu Queze's arms, and slowly slid down while supporting the other's arm , leaped onto Qi Qingyun's calf with her short legs, with an innocent expression on her face:
"What are you calling me for?"
Qi Qingyun bent down and hugged Xiaoxue Duanzi, and lightly pinched the other's cheek with her fingertips, in exchange for the other party's giggling, her voice was very slow, with a faint smile:
"Ji'an...Yaoji'an, your mother gave you a very good name."
Everyone was a little impatient, and they were all stunned when they heard the words. They didn't understand why Qi Qingyun suddenly changed the topic to Ji'an, and they couldn't help but want to ask, so they heard Qi Qingyun add:
"I am so grateful to your mother...for bringing you into this world."
"......" Ji'an didn't understand Qi Qingyun's hint, tilted his head and gnawed at his fingers, still smiling to himself, rubbing Qi Qingyun's face like a kitten, causing subtle Itchy.
But Zhong Xuejin and Chu Queze at the side understood the meaning of Qi Qingyun's words in an instant, and after being slightly taken aback, the circles of their eyes turned red one by one.
After a moment of silence, Zhong Xuejin, who had always been with Zhong Zhichun like fire and water, threw herself into Zhong Zhichun's arms after a long absence, choked up in pain, and almost couldn't lift her head from crying at the end; In the ward, Qi Yousui hugged Qi Yousui who was still sleeping, hot tears fell on Qi Yousui's face, startling Qi Yousui for a moment, thinking that something serious happened.
Zhong Xuejin cried many times, each time because she couldn't bear the pain of matching failure, only this time, she cried because of joy.
..........
On the day of Qi Yousui's operation, everyone in the Zhong family waited at the door of the operating room.
After communicating with the orphanage and related departments, as well as Ji An's own wishes, and going through a series of legal donation procedures, the hospital finally adopted the peripheral blood donation and hematopoietic stem cell transplantation plan to save Qi Yousui's life and at the same time The damage to Ji'an is minimized.
The most authoritative doctor in this area also came to operate on Qi Yousui, but Zhong Xuejin was still worried, holding the hand of the dean, and begging the doctor over and over again:
"Doctor, you must save my child..."
"Okay, if you don't go in, you will waste time."
Qi Qingjun took Zhong Xue, who had been tossing and turning for many nights since the time of the operation was confirmed, back into her arms, and lowered her head to kiss him between the brows. It makes people feel extremely safe in their hearts:
"Don't worry, trust the doctor, leave it to the doctor."
With red eyes, Zhong Xue plunged into Qi Qingyun's arms, closed her eyes after a while, and nodded fiercely.
Standing behind the two of them, Chu Queze glanced at Qi Yousui, who had undergone a lot of chemotherapy, and Ji An beside him, squatted down, held Qi Yousui's hand, and whispered:
"It's okay, it will be fine."
Qi Yousui was speechless at this time, so he could only stretch out his hand with difficulty, and touched Chu Queze's hair, causing Chu Queze's eyes to fill with tears instantly, but he was afraid that crying would be unlucky, like It is the dew hanging on the lotus leaves, which cannot be dropped.
"Mom, don't cry, Ji'an will protect Dad in the little house."
Seeing this, Ji An put on sterilized clothes, patted his chest, and vowed:
"I can do it."
Qi Yousui turned his head, glanced at Ji'an, smiled, but didn't speak.
When he was pushed in, he first glanced at Qi Qingyun and Zhong Xuejin, then Zhong Zhichun and Zhong Yurong, and finally fixed his gaze on Chu Queze's face, opened his mouth, and silently spit out a few words. A word, silent, only you can hear:
".......rest assured."
Qi Yousui's operation lasted for about seven hours, and when they were pushed out, both Qi Yousui and Ji'an had different expressions of pain on their faces.
But Ji'an is very strong and actively cooperates with the follow-up transplant operation, so when Qi Yousui enters the recovery period, Ji'an can finally start to eat things that are not prescribed by the doctor like a normal child.
"I'm going back to the Northland tomorrow."
In the second half of Qi Yousui's postoperative recovery period, Chu Queze repeatedly confirmed that it would be difficult for Qi Yousui to have any accidents in the future, and finally resigned to Qi Qingyun and Zhong Xue:
"I've asked the teacher for leave for many days, and if I don't go back, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up."
At that time, Qi Yousui had been undergoing prevention and treatment of complications after the operation, so Chu Queze did not directly tell the other party that he was leaving, fearing that it would affect the other party's mood, but simply explained to Qi Qingyun and his wife:
"As for Ji'an, my adoptive father has already completed the adoption procedures for him. Tomorrow he will go to live in the Northland with me, but my adoptive father will mainly take care of him."
"Are you going to take Ji'an away?" Qi Qingyun was not too shocked that Chu Queze would leave sooner or later, but to him, it was Ji'an who wanted to leave with Chu Queze, which made him a little concerned:
"What about his own wishes?"
"Ji'an is leaving with mother!" Ji'an hugged Chu Keze's calf, lowered his head pitifully, and buckled the other's jeans with his fingertips:
"Ji'an is very reluctant to part with Dad, but Dad is sick, and Ji'an staying here will cause a burden to Dad."
"...I didn't teach him." In order to prevent Qi Qingyun and his husband from misunderstanding again, Chu Jueze quickly explained:
"I just asked him if he wanted to go with me, but the child kept saying that he didn't want to leave his father a few days ago, and he didn't know what he did to regret it on the last day. I thought he wanted to follow me, but later I found out that he was innocent. I don't want to burden You Sui."
"...How could it be a burden, Ji'an."
Hearing this, Qi Qingyun sighed softly, bent down and stroked Youshou's hair, bent her eyes and said with a smile:
"You are a good boy."
"Ji'an is a child, and Dad is also a child, and Dad also needs to take care of him." Ji'an picked his fingers seriously, his palm-sized face was full of worry:
"Ji'an will take care of himself, but Dad needs someone else to take care of him now. I can't take away Dad's care."
Qi Qingyun was stunned, "Why do you think so?"
"There's only so much energy a person can have."
Ji'an stretched out his arms and gestured awkwardly to a range:
"I hope everyone can take good care of Dad. Ji'an doesn't need to take care of him. Ji'an can live with his mother."
"But, your mother is just a child..." Zhong Xue couldn't bear it, and was about to speak, but was blocked by Qi Qingjun's smile, and was given a look, and subconsciously cut her off. Stop talking.
"Then... When you grow up, go back to Qi's house, okay?" Qi Qingyun thought that with Shen Shu around, she should be able to take good care of the two children, and she didn't force her to say goodbye after hearing the words:
"You are outside, you have to be obedient, study hard, and listen to your mother, you know?"
"Yeah!" Ji'an nodded vigorously, stretched out his hands and hugged Qi Qingyun and Zhong Xuejin's necks one by one, kissed each other on the left and right sides of them, then ran to Chu Queze's side and held them He shook his hand at Qi Qingyun and Zhong Xue, his eyebrows and eyes curved:
"Goodbye, I'll be back!"
"Goodbye, Ji'an."
Zhong Xuejin and Qi Qingyun stood at the entrance of the hospital, watching Shen Shu drive the two away with a bit of reluctance:
"Will we see Ji'an again in the future?"
"...It's possible." Qi Qingyun faintly felt that the fate between the Qi family and Ji'an hadn't ended here.
"I always feel that all this is like a dream, it's too unreal." Zhong Xue seemed to have not heard Qi Qingyun's words, she was immersed in her own thoughts, stiffly crooked like a puppet He tilted his head, although it looked like he was looking ahead, but there was no light in his pupils, and he said to himself:
"Jian's appearance is too good, as appropriate as fake."
Until today, when she let go of her mind, Zhong Xuejin didn't breathe a sigh of relief, but became more and more uneasy.
This is a strange emotion, because everything around is going so smoothly, but I start to worry about unexpected accidents tomorrow.
Qi Qingyun didn't notice that there was something wrong with Zhong Xuejin's expression, he looked up at the scorching sun, stretched out his palm to press on Zhong Xuejin's soft head, wrapped his arms around the other's waist, and pushed Zhong Xuejin into the hospital, Gentle words to comfort the other party:
"Don't think too much, go in and meet your son."
Zhong Xuejin was staggered by his push, and when she regained her senses, she subconsciously glanced at the direction Ji An and Chu Queze left, and then lowered her head after a while, her palms clenched into her fingertips, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and she looked after herself. I don't know what I'm thinking.
In the ward, Qi Yousui has recovered from his illness, and as long as there is no follow-up infection, he will be discharged from the hospital in a short time.
He was leaning against the bed, fingertips plucking a handful of small lake-blue flowers, his brows and eyes were soft, his face was ruddy, and he no longer saw the hostility from before.
The illness took away all the frizz, instability and selfishness in Qi Yousui. Now that he is alive again, he is full of endless gratitude and joy from the heart for life.
He wants to live a good life again for himself and his parents from today on.
Hearing the movement, he knew that Qi Qingyun was back, raised his head, and smiled, his dark eyes were gentle and indifferent, and his eyebrows became more and more handsome, like a piece of rough jade that had been honed by the world, and finally bloomed to the world. Guanghua.
Qi Yousui shook the bouquet of flowers in his hand at Qi Qingyun, with a light smile on the corner of his mouth:
"Dad, what kind of flower is this? It's so beautiful."
"Huh?" Qi Qingyun heard Qi Yousui asking him, walked over, stared at the bustling little flower clusters in Qi Yousui's arms for a long time, and then laughed for a long time :
"It's a hydrangea."
"Hydrangeas?" Qi Yousui looked at the flower bouquet in his arms curiously, and said in disbelief, "Who gave it to me?"
Since Qi Yousui fell ill, he has seen roses, lilies, carnations, and even forget-me-nots, but he has never seen hydrangeas.
Who gave it to him?
Qi Yousui couldn't help being a little puzzled.
"..." Qi Qingyun was told by Qi Yousui, and the scene of Chu Queze buying flowers in the flower shop with Ji'an that afternoon flashed through his mind like lightning.After a while, he seemed to have a connection with something, raised his wrist, and murmured involuntarily:
"It turned out to be a hydrangea..."
Thinking of this, Qi Qingyun's fingertips slowly brushed the bright blue surface of the hydrangea, like a breeze rippling the water in a pool, and suddenly laughed:
"Yui, do you know the name of this hydrangea?"
"What's your name?" Qi Yousui tilted his head in doubt.
"It's called Endless Summer."
Qi Qingyun raised her head, met Shang Qi Yousui's complex gaze, her voice was very slow and clear, like broken ice in summer hitting the wall of a white porcelain cup, and said word by word:
"Send you hydrangeas, flowers bloom endless summer."
"That person hopes that you can have many summers in the future."
"......" Hearing this, Qi Yousui was silent for a moment, his fingertips involuntarily clenched the flower stalk, turned his head away after a while, and looked at the sky outside the window without saying a word.
From Qi Qingyun's angle, he could see Qi Yousui's reddish earlobes and the upturned corners of his mouth.
Qi Qingyun couldn't help smiling.
Sitting side by side with Qi Yousui, looking at the blue sky outside the window, he suddenly whispered:
"When you recover from your illness and take the college entrance examination, Dad will take you and Mom. Let's go for a walk as a family, okay?"
"Where are you going?" Qi Yousui turned around, very moved by this proposal.
"You can go wherever you want, as long as our family is together, wherever is good." Qi Qingyun said, suddenly felt something wrong, subconsciously pulled her arm to the side, but did not hug a warm hug as expected With a soft body, there was a sudden thump in my heart, and then I sank heavily.
He stood up abruptly, turned his neck quickly, stared at the empty back, and slowly widened his eyes in astonishment:
By the way, where did Zhong Xuejin, who had been following him, go? !
.........
"Mr. Zhong, hello, I'm Jiang Shuangwu."
The dust in the utility room floated slightly, and did not change slightly due to the current flowing through the mobile phone. Instead, it became thicker, making everything around it look more eerie and dead.
"You haven't come for psychotherapy for a long time. May I ask why?"
In a certain corner of the hospital, Zhong Xuejin leaned against the dark wall and read the information at a glance.
He didn't say a word, and wanted to delete the message directly, but the phone suddenly vibrated, and the contact person of the call had three words "Dr. Jiang" written on it.
It was Qi Qingyun who wrote Jiang Shuang Wujia's note on his mobile phone to prevent Zhong Xue from forgetting.
Thinking of Qi Qingyun, Zhong Xuejin paused for a rare moment, and his complexion suddenly became dark and unclear.After a while, he stiffly pressed the call button, but there was still no expression on his face, like frost and snow, and he said coldly:
"Hey?"
"Thank goodness, Mr. Zhong, you finally answered my call." Jiang Shuang's gentle and clear female voice rang from the phone:
"Congratulations on your son's recovery."
After she finished speaking, she paused, and finally asked the question she had always wanted to ask:
"So, when will you come back for psychological counseling?"
The shadows were scattered, cutting and casting half-bright and half-dark spots on Zhong Xuejin's body, making half of his face fall in the bright place and half fall in the darkness beyond sight.He heard Jiang Shuangwu's words, and the corners of his lips curled up slowly. If he hadn't stood in front of him, no one would have seen that he was sneering at the moment, but felt that his words were thoughtful and polite:
"Hello, Doctor Jiang."
"I will not be doing any psychotherapy in the future."
Zhong Xuejin clenched the phone tightly, turned the conversation, and faced the microphone, her pupils were so dark that no light could penetrate, her face was white, and her red lips uttered threatening words word by word:
"I'm happy with where I am now."
"So... I hope you don't tell me, sir, that I haven't taken any medicine from the beginning to the end."