Luo Zixin asked back: "How do you want me to help you?"
Tan Lin thought for a moment and said, "Zixin, can you find a way to make an appointment with Master Zhan? As long as you can help me make an appointment with Master Zhan, I will naturally find a way to handle this matter."
Luo Zixin remembered that she had left Shen Hao's phone number, so she nodded: "Okay."
…
After school in the afternoon.
Ran Xia was about to drive home when she suddenly received a call from the hospital.
The girl pressed the answer button: "Hello?"
An anxious voice came from the phone: "Miss Ran? It's like this, Yan Shaojun suddenly became depressed and wanted to jump off the building, please come over quickly."
After learning the news, Ran Xia did not dare to hesitate and drove directly to the hospital.
Ten minutes later.
Ran Xia's car stopped in front of the hospital.
After getting off the car, she took two steps at a time and ran quickly towards the hospital.
In the ward.
Yan Shaojun sat on the windowsill, feeling hopeless. Tears streaming down his face, he shouted to the medical staff behind him, "Don't come over here! If you do, I'll jump!"
The attending doctor quickly said, "Shaojun, don't get excited. Let's talk it over. Can you please come down first?"
Yan Shaojun suddenly became emotional: "My disease is incurable, and my mother is gone. What's the point of living?"
The attending physician soothed him, "Shaojun, your mother's greatest wish is that you recover and contribute to society. She certainly doesn't want to see you like this. Please cheer up."
"Cheer up? How else can I cheer up?" Yan Shaojun suddenly laughed: "My mother is dead. She is my only relative. My disease is already in the late stage and cannot be cured. I feel sorry for my mother. She has given so much for me, but I am of no use at all. I even let her go on the road alone..."
At this moment, a clear female voice came from the door: "Who said your illness can't be cured? Who said you only have one relative? You still have me, I can help you!"
When everyone heard the sudden female voice, they all turned to look at the door.
A girl in sportswear and a ponytail strode in.
The girl has no makeup on her face, but she has a stunningly delicate appearance.
This girl is so pretty!
And the more you look at it, the more comfortable you feel!
Yan Shaojun turned around, and when he saw Ran Xia appear at the door, a light immediately flashed in his originally desperate pupils.
At this time, the attending doctor came over and said, "Miss, are you Shaojun's family member?"
Yan Shaojun has been receiving treatment here for several months and has become very familiar with the doctors.
The attending physician also liked this boy very much, but he was unlucky. He came from a poor family and suffered from this disease. What was even more unfortunate was that his only mother was murdered.
This boy is so pitiful!
"I'm his sister."
Ran Xia said with a smile, and strode up behind Yan Shaojun: "Shaojun, you promised your sister that you would live well for your mother. Now you are sitting on this windowsill, what are you trying to do?"
Yan Shaojun cried even harder: "But my disease can no longer be cured..."
"No!"
Ran Xia denied his words without hesitation: "Your illness can be cured, Shaojun, I am a doctor, I can cure your illness, but you have to promise me first, you come down first, okay?"
"I..." Yan Shaojun hesitated a little: "But I don't know what the meaning of my life is."
"Shaojun, I am alone now, just like you, but I can still live well. I have friends who care about me and a loved one who cares about me. Similarly, you also have me who cares about you, and medical staff who care about you. For all of us, you should live well, understand?"
Yan Shaojun looked at Ran Xia's eyes, which were as beautiful as stars, and finally hesitated: "Can I really survive?"
"Of course." Ran Xia nodded vigorously: "As long as you have faith, you can definitely live well!"
As she said this, the girl reached out her hand towards the boy.
Although Yan Shaojun was still a little hesitant, there was finally hope of life in his eyes, which had originally been filled with despair.
After a moment, he finally gently took Ran Xia's hand.
As Ran Xia pulled him down from the windowsill, she suddenly sensed a picture.
In the picture.
Yan Shaojun is taking a walk in the hospital park.
A man wearing a baseball cap suddenly walked up to Yan Shaojun and said, "Yan Shaojun, shall we talk?"
"Who are you?" Yan Shaojun looked at the man in the baseball cap opposite him with great vigilance.
"Don't be nervous, I'm here to help you," the man in the baseball cap said. "I know you're in pain and confused right now, and you don't know the meaning of your life. I can help you resolve all your confusion."
Yan Shaojun finally frowned and asked, "How can you help me?"
The man in the baseball cap said, "You're suffering and confused right now because your mother died a violent death, and you no longer have any meaning in living. Furthermore, your illness is a bottomless pit, and you have no idea where your future lies, right?"
Yan Shaojun nodded: "Yes, I am confused and in pain. I don't even know what the meaning of my life is in this world."
"Do you want to be reunited with your mother?" the man in the baseball cap asked.
Yan Shaojun nodded: "Yes, very much."
The man in the baseball cap said, "At six o'clock this afternoon, jump off the window of the ward, and you will be able to go to paradise to be with your mother. Then you will no longer have any troubles and will live a carefree life."
Yan Shaojun took a step back and shook his head vigorously: "No! I promised my sister Ran Xia that I must cheer up and live a good life. I can't go back on my word!"
The man in the baseball cap continued to bewitch her, "Yan Shaojun, your mother raised you all on her own. She worked tirelessly every day to earn money for your medical treatment. How could you bear to let her go on this journey alone? Could you bear it? Besides, she would die with regrets. She would also be worried about your condition and whether you could live well. Could you really abandon her and leave her alone?"
Yan Shaojun's expression gradually became empty and sad. "It's my fault. I feel sorry for my mother. I've been a burden to her. I didn't let her enjoy a happy life. I even caused her to die a violent death. I didn't protect her. It's my fault."
"Now is your only chance to make amends," the man in the peaked cap said. "As long as you jump out of the ward window, you can see your mother. Remember, it must be six o'clock, not a minute late. You can sit on the windowsill first and wait until six o'clock to jump!"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
