"It's very beautiful." Su Nanjin smiled lightly, no longer as cold as before.
Yiyi nodded heavily, her eyes bright, and she was very proud: "I secretly asked my mother to take me to the mall to buy it. Other children are envious!"
Then, she muttered again, as if to herself: "Oh, I really like this little penguin, but I also want it in vain."
She sighed sadly: "Who made me like Bai Bai? When I am discharged from the hospital, or...or leave the hospital, I will give him the little penguin!"
The words "leave the hospital" made Su Nanjin's expression pause.
Although it is cryptic, it is still easy to understand.
He frowned: "Don't talk nonsense, you'll be fine."
He has arranged for Xing Lei to provide the best medical resources to Yiyi, so this situation cannot happen.
Even when Su Nanjin went to the mall to catch a doll this morning, she sent professional medical staff to follow her quietly, fearing that something might happen to her.
Yiyi's mother is very grateful and does not object to Yiyi's frequent visits to Su Nanjin's place.
Even though they only got along for one day.
Yiyi covered the disappointment in her eyes and whispered: "Who knows? The teacher said that life is always impermanent."
Like a little adult.
Su Nanjin's throat tightened, and he stretched out his hand to rub her little head. Yiyi felt it, smiled at her with a crooked eyebrow, and nodded heavily: "Brother, don't worry, I will be fine, and I can still be discharged from the hospital with Bai Bai.
Play with him."
Bai Bai is one of Yiyi's favorite people in the hospital, and he is also a boy who is a leukemia patient.
Su Nanjin heard Yiyi mention it many times, and even though she often hated his tone, she could tell from her eyes that she liked him very much.
Yiyi had been talking for a long time today. She sighed slightly: "Brother, I'm a little tired. Let's go first."
Her face turned a little pale, and the tip of her nose trembled as she breathed in. Yiyi often couldn't stand it after talking for a while and needed to rest.
Su Nanjin nodded, with soft eyes: "Go."
At this time, he really looked like the big brother next door.
Yiyi smiled sweetly, revealing her two dimples. She was dazed, as if she was a little dizzy, and left holding on to the wall.
Su Nanjin frowned and wanted to get up. Chang'an picked up Yiyi and stepped out. With a natural expression, he asked with a smile: "Little Princess Yiyi, can I carry you upstairs?"
Yiyi shook her head, hugged Chang'an's neck tightly, and whispered: "The princess's hair is long and beautiful, but I am not a princess."
She is bald.
Chang'an's smile stopped and he rubbed Yiyi's head, dissatisfied: "The fairy tale books you read are all lies to children. Many princesses are bald."
Yiyi's eyes lit up: "Really?"
Chang'an looked calm: "Of course, just like you."
The two talked a lot along the way, Yiyi giggled, and finally hugged Chang'an, and the title changed from "uncle" to "brother."
Praise Chang'an in a complimentary tone: "I think you are more handsome now!"
Chang An raised his eyebrows and said very proudly: "I have always been handsome, am I more handsome than Su Nanjin?"
Chang'an said the last sentence in a low voice, feeling a little guilty.
Yiyi shook her head, feeling that she still couldn't lie about this matter, and looked serious: "That's not the case yet."
She gestured with her fingers, and there was a small gap between her thumb and index finger. She wrapped it around Chang'an's ear and whispered, "That's all!"
Changan smiled.
Yiyi also smiled.
After sending Yiyi back to the ward, Changan found Yiyi's attending doctor with a solemn expression: "Check carefully."
The attending doctor agreed to go back to Chang'an.
In the ward, Su Nanjin returned to his cold look. Changan sighed slightly and said: "The little girl looks very much like Zhiluo."
They have similar eyebrows, similar smiles, and similar personalities.
Before anything happened to the Shen family, Shen Zhiluo was carefree and eccentric.
Rarely, Su Nanjin spoke up and responded calmly: "Yeah."
He met Yiyi in the garden, maybe because he was alone. Yiyi came over and grabbed his hand, tilted her head, blinked and asked, "Brother, why are you here alone?"
Her hands were not warm and had a small frame. Compared with Su Nanjin's big hands, they were just softer.
Su Nanjin was stunned, and in a trance, he seemed to see Shen Zhiluo.
He missed her.
Then, Su Nanjin looked into the little girl's dark eyes and smiled, saying in a very soft voice: "Waiting for someone."
This is why he spent so much effort to find top experts to treat Yiyi.
Shen Zhiluo suffered from leukemia and recovered in the end, right?
Yiyi will be fine.
Chang'an was stunned and noticed that Su Nan was smiling slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Maybe, I'm thinking about Yiyi.
Or, thinking about Shen Zhiluo through Yiyi.
Chang'an's throat rolled twice, and he looked out the window. The sun was about to set, and there was a dim yellow in the distance. The broken golden light splashed on the lotus flowers in the midsummer pond. They swayed with the evening wind, which was very beautiful.
Below there are several little boys and girls playing around the rockery, and there are boys pushing girls in wheelchairs for a walk under the sunset.
No matter how painful it is, it will pass, and in the end it will still be this ukiyo-e painting of the world.
He whispered: "Nan Jin, Zhiluo won't like you like this."
Su Nanjin lowered his eyes with an incomprehensible expression.
He couldn't let it go.
Chang'an continued: "Don't be stubborn. Drinking is bad for your health. I know Luo will blame himself."
The only one who can persuade Su Nanjin now is Shen Zhiluo.
Even though she was gone, Changan had no choice but to move her to convince Su Nanjin.
Su Nanjin pursed her lips and still said nothing.
The pain and soreness in the chest was caused by the slender and dense embroidery needles pricking every corner of the heart. It was continuous, day and night, reminding Su Nanjin every moment.
How could he let it go?
It takes a long time to accept Shen Zhiluo's death.
How about letting go?
Although he knew it was impossible, Su Nanjin would occasionally seem to see her in a trance when he was alone, in a corner that no one knew about, when he stayed up all night and worked all night long. Ridiculous idea, maybe Zhiluo is not dead?
Then, the black and white photo of Shen Zhiluo's tombstone that he saw in the cemetery that day will clearly remind Su Nanjin.
It's you who are confused.
Just when Chang An was about to say something else, his subordinates rushed in: "Mr. Su, Miss Yiyi has a high fever and has been sent to the operating room!"
Leukemia is a blood cancer in which white blood cells cannot recover normally and high fever persists, which may be life-threatening.
The two of them suddenly changed their expressions and came to the operating room.
The sign was red, and the operation was still in progress. Su Nanjin stood not far from the corridor and saw Yiyi's mother crying loudly and motionless.
No one wanted the little girl to die, but no one guaranteed that she would survive.
There was a bald little boy next to him, holding a little penguin doll and crying softly.
"Yiyi...wuwu, don't die."
Dad said that when a person dies, he will never be seen again.
"In the worst case, I will return all the lollipops I took away to you and buy you a lot of chocolates." Bai Bai tugged at his father's sleeves, tears streaming down his face, "Dad, will you buy them for Yiyi?"
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This chapter has been completed!