That night, Xiu Haifan was transferred directly to the headquarters of the Children's Hospital by helicopter.
After diagnosis by doctors at the headquarters, the final results came out, once again confirming the result that everyone least wanted to face but had to face.
"Xiao Hai has leukemia, but luckily it's just the early stage of the disease. Don't worry too much. I've contacted foreign experts for consultation, and everything will be fine."
Such a big thing happened to Xiaohai. Xiuyu used all his connections. It was impossible to completely hide it from the elders in the family.
Jing Miao's mother-in-law, Huangfu Qingyuan, rushed over almost immediately that day. Helpless, Xiu Yu had to do her best to comfort her mother and try to say the most optimistic words to prevent her mother from worrying too much.
After experiencing the grief of the death of her eldest son Xiu Rong, even a strong and decisive business woman like Huangfu Qingyuan could not bear the fact that her only grandson was terminally ill.
Huangfu Qingyuan's face, which seemed to have aged a lot, immediately lost its color, and he murmured palely and dullly, "What evil have you done!"
The whole person suddenly fainted
Jing Miao hurriedly supported her mother-in-law Huangfu Qingyuan and called for help from the doctors and nurses.
The little one is still hospitalized. If something happens to the elderly mother-in-law Huangfu Qingyuan, the whole family may collapse.
While Xiu Yu had to follow up on the progress of Xiu Haifan's treatment, she also had to pay attention to the condition of her mother Huangfu Qingyuan. She became more and more silent and became very thin.
It had only been three days, but all the stubble on Xiu Yu's lips had popped out, her eye sockets were sunken, and there was a thick cyan under her dark eyes.
"You go and take a rest, Mom, I'll take care of you here."
Jing Miao felt a dull pain in her heart and couldn't help but persuade Xiu Yu, who was sitting beside the bed in a daze.
Seeing that he had no reaction, knowing that this stubborn and domineering person might not easily listen to his persuasion, he put his hand on Xiu Yu's shoulder and simply retreated to the next best thing.
"Can you go and rest on the sofa for a while? Mom is not in good health right now, and dad is in Guangzhou and I don't know when he will be able to come over. You are the backbone of the family now. You must not fall down. Yu, I'm worried about you."
What Jing Miao said was both reasonable and reasonable. Instead of persuading Xiu Yu to think about himself, it would be better to advise him to think about the overall situation.
Xiu Yu finally nodded, walked to the sofa, sat down and leaned against it, closed his eyes and rested, but there was always a deep word "Sichuan" on his eyebrows.
Xiu Yu's spirit has been secretly tense all the time. I'm afraid that even after listening to Jing Miao's words and sitting on the sofa to rest, the heavy burden in her heart has not been put down, she cannot relax, and it is impossible to sleep.
Thinking of how her mother would always massage her when she couldn't sleep. Jing Miao walked up behind him and began to gently massage his temples with her hands.
Her soft hands were moderately strong, focusing on her fingertips to massage his temples, and then his shoulders, to relax his tight muscles. Xiu Yu closed her eyes, and the word "Sichuan" between her eyebrows gradually faded away.
It had only been five minutes, but Xiu Yu's breathing gradually became longer and longer, and she had already leaned back on the sofa and fell asleep.
The massaging movements on Jing Miao's hands did not stop, but the movements became gentler and gentler. Her eyes lingered quietly on Xiu Yu's peaceful sleeping face. In the past few days, she had been by Xiu Yu's side.
She sees Xiu Yu's every move. He is a reserved man who does not reveal his inner emotions easily. The man who seems to be the calmest and calmest may be under more pressure than anyone else.
Lan Miao, this mother, is completely broken. She can do nothing but cry to Xiu Yu.
Every time Jing Miao saw Lan Miao holding Xiu Yu and crying, crying about Xiu Haifan's condition, Jing Miao felt as if there was a dull knife in her heart, quietly sharpening the wound.
Not jealous of Lan Miao's dependence on Xiu Yu, but feeling sorry for Xiu Yu
What Jing Miao is most annoyed about right now is Lan Miao. He is more annoyed than ever with this woman who can do nothing but spend money, humiliate people, and make trouble.
Xiu Yu has more pressure than anyone else, so why put pressure on him?
Huangfu Qingyuan, who fell into a coma due to severe pain the day before yesterday, was rescued and finally escaped, and has been sleeping until now. Xiu Yu has not said anything. Apart from communicating with the doctor, he spends the rest of the time sitting in front of Huangfu Qingyuan's bed and guarding her.
With
The hand that was squeezing Xiu Yu's shoulder was suddenly held by Xiu Yu
Jing Miao was surprised and said in a scolding tone, "Why don't you sleep more?"
Xiu Yu pulled Jing Miao who was standing behind him and asked her to sit next to him
"Thanks to you, I fell asleep for a while."
He put his arms around Jing Miao's shoulders and let her lean on his shoulders, resting her head on his shoulders. At the same time, his chin rested on Jing Miao's head.
Hearing his hoarse voice, Jing Miao held his other hand and carefully rubbed the thick callus on it.
"I couldn't sleep. Even when I fell asleep, I was always thinking about Mom and Xiaohai."
Jing Miao's heart suffocated and she murmured in response, "It's okay, it will be okay."
Now I just keep repeating this, the language is so pale, but I still have to say it, because there is still hope in my heart, as long as there is hope, things will be different.
It's a pity that God doesn't do as he wishes
Xiu Haifan's condition suddenly worsened a week after he was admitted to the hospital.
After waking up, Huangfu Qingyuan stayed outside the ICU for a long time. She was not in good health to begin with. After the last rescue, her body was so weak that she had to be supported to move.
In the ICU, Xiu Haifan's bun-shaped face quickly lost weight, and the sides of his cheeks were deeply sunken. The pink apple face in his memory was as pale as a piece of paper, and the blood on his face completely disappeared.
Such a lively and active child is now covered in tubes and can only breathe through the delivery of oxygen.
(Happy New Year... San Shao admitted that he was lazy today because it was my birthday...)