The red light in the emergency room was on for a day and a night.
Finally, at dawn the next day, the operating room opened and the boy's thin body lay on a stretcher, his eyes closed and his long, thick eyelashes trembling nervously.
Like being in great pain.
The doctor took off his blood-stained rubber gloves and said, "The patient is out of danger."
Ban Shu pursed her lips: "Thank you."
After the critical period, Jiang Chen was transferred to the general ward.
The blue and white striped hospital gown was empty. The boy opened his dark, round eyes and smelled the fragrance of the water lilies in front of the window. His fingertips paused, "Sister."
The throat damaged by the thick smoke is like the rusty spring on a rag doll.
Hoarse and harsh.
"Well, you're awake." Pan Shu placed the vase next to his bed. "The doctor said your injury is no longer serious. If you actively treat your eyes, they will recover..."
"Sister," the young man gently interrupted her, his voice laced with pleading and hope, "What did you mean by those words you said in the warehouse?"
He subconsciously breathed lightly.
Jiang Chen really wanted to beg God for help.
Have pity on him for once.
Just this once.
Jiang Chen really didn't want to be left behind again.
He really… wanted to be with his sister.
"I won't abandon you." Pan Shu held her chin, quietly looking at the boy's delicate and beautiful features, blinking slowly, "Jiang Chen, you must have suffered a lot in the past. Perhaps I should apologize to you. If you are willing to live with me, I will treat you well."
"If you don't want to, I won't force you."
The protagonist's childhood trauma can no longer be erased, and Jiang Chen's three views have basically taken shape now. Pan Shu thinks that the only thing she can do now is to guide the protagonist to love this world.
Or, you are still attached to this world.
This is the only way to avoid him causing the world to collapse.
"Sister, please hold me." Jiang Chen straightened up with his slender fingers supporting the edge of the bed. He couldn't see, so he could only touch her little by little. Pan Shu held his hand and whispered, "I'm here."
The young man pulled Ban Shu tightly into his arms and said, "You won't be unwilling."
"What."
"I want to be with my sister."
From the age of five to the age of sixteen.
There was a strong ink color surging in the boy's dark eyes. The corners of his mouth were curled up in a well-behaved and innocent smile. The dimples on both sides of his cheeks were slightly sunken, and they looked as harmless as a fawn on his snow-white skin.
Pan Shu also curled her lower lip.
After a while, Jiang Chen's chest wound had almost healed, but his body was still very thin. He sat in a wheelchair, his face weak and pale. He looked like a sick beauty.
It seemed as if a gust of wind could blow him down.
Ban Shu pushed him to stroll around the garden near the hospital.
"What day is it today, sister?" Jiang Chen raised his head obediently. Although he couldn't see, he could smell Ban Shu's scent. The sunlight hit his face, making him feel warm.
"May 13th." Pan Shu replied, "What happened?"
"Summer is coming soon. My chocolate is going to melt again." Jiang Chen pursed his lips.
So he doesn't like summer.
Summer means that the honey water in the thermos will deteriorate even further, the chocolate will melt again, the wounds on Jiang Chen's body will fester, and the old drunk will hit him with the hottest tongs.
The boy's moist almond-shaped eyes were filled with warm moisture.
Pan Shu felt as if the tip of her heart was gently tickled by a feather.
"What chocolate?"
Jiang Chen lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes casting a deep shadow on his lower eyelid. His voice ended with a slight rise, "It's just a piece of chocolate... that Jiang Zhao doesn't want."
elder sister.
Jiang Chen is so despicable.
With this said, would the soft-hearted sister be more sympathetic to Jiang Chen?
Pan Shu raised her lips, a hint of understanding flashed across her eyes, but she didn't expose him in the end, "Then throw it away, I'll buy you a new one."
"good."
Jiang Chen curled his lips in satisfaction.
The pale skin was almost transparent in the sunlight. Pan Shu lowered her eyes, looking at the boy's delicate profile, and said thoughtfully, "Jiang Chen."
"Um?"
"Are your eyes uncomfortable?"
The boy was stunned, "No."
"Then why are you crying?" Pan Shu bent down and helplessly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with her fingertips. "Don't you even know that you are crying?"
Jiang Chen only then realized it.
"Maybe I'm too happy, sister."
In this endless spring, Jiang Chen finally has his own chocolate.
His sister gave it to him.
This time, it was not for Jiang Zhao, but for Jiang Chen.
"Shushu." A man's deep voice sounded from behind them.
Pan Shu turned around and saw Lu Xiyu. She raised her eyebrows in surprise and asked, "Why are you here?"
Lu Xiyu was dressed in a black suit, with a noble and indifferent temperament, which made him stand out from the people around him. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but if you looked closely, there was no emotion in his eyes.
"I was dealing with some things, and I just happened to see you here, so I came over." This was an explanation.
Pan Shu nodded without asking any more questions.
She had always known that Lu Xiyu's identity was not simple, but Ban Shu had no intention of investigating it in detail.
After all, Jiang Chen in front of us is the most important.
"Let's go together." Lu Xiyu took off the black half-glove on her hand that was stained with a few drops of blood, and said slowly, "I have a good friend abroad who is very knowledgeable in ophthalmology."
After the words fell, the boy nervously grabbed the corner of his clothes, "...Sister."
Pan Shu patted his thin back soothingly, raised her eyes and said to Lu Xiyu, "Don't bother with that. The doctor said Jiang Chen's eyes were only temporarily irritated, and conservative treatment will be enough."
Lu Xiyu raised his handsome eyebrows.
interesting.
He deliberately asked, "What about Jiang Zhao? After all, you've raised him for over a decade and watched him grow up. Are you willing to just leave him like this?"
Pan Shu glanced at Jiang Chen and saw that he looked normal. She said in a voice without any emotion, "Don't we still have the Jiang family? He always has a way out. He's born with a good fate."
Tsk.
In fact, speaking of this, Jiang Zhaocai is more like the male protagonist in a cool novel script.
"So what is your attitude towards him?" Lu Xiyu continued.
"It doesn't matter anymore." Pan Shu looked at Lu Xiyu calmly, "Don't mention him in front of me anymore."
The woman's voice was cold and elegant.
There has never been a moment when Lu Xiyu realized so clearly that she could give up many things just by saying no, no matter how much effort she had put into them before.
It's so cold and terrifying.
Jiang Chen pursed his lips, raised the corners of his lips softly and said coquettishly, "Sister, let's go back. I'm a little tired."
"good."
Lu Xiyu glanced at Jiang Chen thoughtfully.
The boy's dark and lifeless eyes met his gaze, and then looked away as if nothing had happened the next second.
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