Zhang Yuhua got up very early. After he ran to the bathroom to clean up, he hurriedly went out and bought a fried dough stick for breakfast, and then hurried to the ward.

Because of Chen Chen's car accident, Zhang Yuhua had asked for a week's leave from the supermarket. Now Zhang Yuhua is worried about Chen Chen's future hospitalization expenses.

It's impossible for him to afford the salary of 1,500 yuan a month alone. Now that he's taken another week off, he can't even get his basic salary this month.

As she thought about it, tears streamed down her face. In the past, when Chen Chen's father was still alive, how could she worry about such a small amount of money? People would bring money to her door every day, but the situation was changing, who would have thought of it.

Lao Chen said he would fall if he fell. In the past, those relatives and good brothers now treated him as a god of plague and did not want to see him. He was not even seen in person.

If it weren't for Chen Chen, Zhang Yuhua would not have been able to persevere no matter what.

"Mom," suddenly, a subtle cry sounded in Zhang Yuhua's ears. She suppressed the surprise in her heart and hurriedly looked towards the bed, her eyes just met Chen Chen who had woken up at some time.

"Chenchen!" Zhang Yuhua rushed over, touched his face, and tested the temperature of his forehead with the back of his hand. After making sure that everything was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Chenchen, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Zhang Yuhua asked nervously, not daring to look away, for fear that his son would close his eyes again as soon as he moved away.

"I'm fine." Chen Chen said with a big smile. There was a hint of sourness in the corners of his eyes, because he saw that his mother's eyes were slightly red and swollen, with a trace of tears.

"What do you want to eat? Mom will buy it?" Zhang Yuhua asked again.

"Well, I want to eat an apple." Chen Chen glanced at the items on the cabinet next to him and said.

When my mother heard this, she said, "I just happened to buy some here." Then she took out a red apple from a red bag on the small yellow cabinet, then quickly ran out the door, and quickly ran back again.

"Mom, don't peel it, I like to eat it with the skin on." Chen Chen said quickly when his mother took out a fruit knife.

…

The weather was very good today. Chen Chen woke up unexpectedly, which made Zhang Yuhua's originally gloomy mood instantly improve. He glanced at the large round clock hanging on the wall, and the hands stayed between nine and ten.

"Dong dong dong,"

"Please come in," Zhang Yuhua said to the door, thinking it was a doctor who was looking for a room.

In Chen Chen's confused eyes, a sturdy man wearing only a white tight-fitting T-shirt walked in. He noticed that after the man appeared, his mother's eyes seemed to fluctuate. However, Chen Chen did not speak.

Watching quietly.

"Sister, congratulations. Chen Chen woke up. These are some things I bought on the way to supplement the child." The strong man obviously noticed Chen Chen's gaze. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but there was no trace of surprise on his face.

Didn't show it.

"Pan Hong, thank you." Zhang Yuhua did not shirk, but moved the wooden stool behind him and placed it next to him, gesturing for him to sit down.

"Chenchen, this is Uncle Pan Hong. If he hadn't been here yesterday, I wouldn't have known what I would have done." As he spoke, Zhang Yuhua's eyes became a little red and swollen again.

"Uncle Pan, thank you for saving me." Chen Chen sighed in his heart, sat on the hospital bed and bowed to Pan Hong to express his gratitude, "Haha, I just happened to pass by, you're welcome, you're welcome,

"Pan Hong was sitting on a wooden bench, rubbing his hands together. The scene suddenly became quiet and seemed a little depressed.

"It's getting late. Just wait. I'll go out and buy some food and come back." Pan Hong suddenly stood up and said.

"No, we just had dinner, so I won't bother you." Zhang Yuhua also quickly stood up and said anxiously. Pan Hong's enthusiasm was obviously beyond the level of ordinary friends, which made Zhang Yuhua feel a little anxious. However,

There is also some vague expectation.

"Boom." Just when the two were arguing, a dull sound suddenly reached their ears. The two quickly turned around, and the sound was obviously coming from the bed.

"Chenchen!" Zhang Yuhua shouted and threw himself on the bed. The muffled sound just now was caused by Chen Chen falling on the bed.

"Call the doctor quickly." Zhang Yuhua dragged Chen Chen's head, turned his head and yelled at Pan Hong at the top of his lungs, two lines of clear tears gushing out like small clear springs.

…

"Doctor, what's wrong with my son?" Zhang Yuhua stood outside the glass window, looking at her son's pale face in the sterile ward, and asked cautiously. Pan Hong stood behind her, saying nothing.

"I'm sorry, we have tried our best. The injured person suffered a serious blow to the brain and the possibility of waking up is very small." The doctor said regretfully, then turned around and walked away with the other doctors. After hearing this sentence

As he spoke, Zhang Yuhua's body trembled, and his eyes suddenly turned dark.

"Chenchen," Zhang Yuhua snorted softly, and then fell on Pan Hong's body.

Pan Hong calmly picked up Zhang Yuhua and walked into the ward. He gently placed her on the chair, then walked out of the ward quietly, took out his wallet from his coat pocket, and turned it over.

"Hey," Pan Hong sighed heavily. Just as he took out his cigarette, he saw the no-smoking sign in the corridor, so he walked outside and smoked alone.

It was the afternoon, the sun was scorching, and Pan Hong was sitting alone on the steps of the back door of the hospital, smoking, while his feet were covered with cigarette butts.

"Breathe... breathe..." He finished smoking another cigarette. Just when he was about to continue smoking, he found that the cigarette box in his hand was empty.

"By the way, there's a way," Pan Hong, who had been frowning as he looked at the cigarette butts all over the floor, suddenly brightened up, turned around and strode inside.

At this time, Chen Chen had been transferred to the general ward. Zhang Yuhua looked at his precious son who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed with dull eyes. Just now, he had eaten an apple. However, in just a few hours, his son's condition had deteriorated.

But there were earth-shaking changes. She couldn't accept this result no matter what. Pan Hong had already come in and just sat silently beside her.

Suddenly, Pan Hong said, "Sister, I think this child is quite destined to me. Let's do this. If you don't dislike it, I will accept him as my godson." After saying this, Pan Hong seemed to be relieved.

He felt as relaxed as carrying a big burden. He quietly waited for Zhang Yuhua's answer.
Chapter completed!