In the morning, Zhang Yichi put on a newly bought suit and sunglasses and headed to the hospital. Along the way, he attracted a lot of attention because of his appearance.
After arriving at the ward, Han Jing had already dressed and his uncle was ready to take him to school.
"Master, you're a little late." Zhang Yichi went in and bowed to Han Jing in a decent manner.
"This is really handsome!" Han Jing exclaimed.
"You are..." Han Jing's uncle subconsciously protected Han Jing and quickly recognized the person, "Are you... Teacher Zhang?!"
Zhang Yichi pushed up his sunglasses and remained calm: "Please don't call me Teacher Zhang today. I am Han Jing's bodyguard today. According to his setting, I am the retired soldier king..."
"What the hell...oh, I understand..." Han Jing's uncle realized that this might be Teacher Zhang fulfilling some wish for Han Jing and stopped expressing any opinions, "Then let's go."
"How is your health now?" Zhang Yichi asked.
"It's not bad. Let's finish school while we're still stable." Han Jing even jumped up a little to express that his health was fine at the moment.
The group left the hospital, and Han Jing's uncle drove to the school.
After entering the school, Han Jing's uncle went to complete the withdrawal procedures. At Han Jing's request, the teachers kept secret that he was terminally ill.
Zhang Yichi then followed Han Jing to the classroom to pack his things during the break.
"I'll do it, young master." Zhang Yichi went over to help Han Jing pack up his textbooks.
"Hey! I told you to wait outside the school, why come in?" Han Jing pretended to be angry.
Zhang Yichi said nothing and put all the books into his schoolbag: "Master, it's ready, let's go."
"Yeah." Han Jing said with a dissatisfied look on his face.
When the two walked to the door of the classroom, one of Han Jing's classmates couldn't help shouting: "Han Jing, why did you drop out of school?"
"You go first, I'll talk to my classmates for a while." Han Jing quietly winked at Zhang Yichi.
Zhang Yichi nodded slightly: "I'll wait for you at the door."
"Ah, I have some personal matters and I won't go to school here anymore," Han Jing said to the inquiring classmate.
Another classmate who had a good relationship with him came over directly: "Where are you going?"
"Go... to a place far, far away. We should never see each other again. You should study hard and play less games." Han Jing warned.
"Who was that person just now? Is he your bodyguard?" someone asked again.
Han Jing waved his hands in a disgusting manner: "Hi! I originally wanted to keep a low profile, but I didn't expect him to be exposed."
Upon hearing this, the students asked about Han Jing's situation.
Han Jing started talking nonsense without any shame.
Standing at the door and hearing everything clearly, Zhang Yichi raised his lips and waited patiently for Han Jing.
He doesn't quite understand the meaning of Han Jing's actions, but he respects Han Jing. Everyone has different things they pursue at every stage of life. Maybe Han Jing can't understand what he is pursuing now.
More than ten minutes later, Han Jing reluctantly walked out: "I'm not feeling well...otherwise I would have wanted to show off for a while longer."
"Then let's go back to the hospital quickly." Zhang Yichi said.
"Well." Han Jing and Zhang Yichi went to the office to find his uncle, "I can't bear to let them go now. Everyone is doing well. I wish them a happy life in the future."
"It will be as you wish." Zhang Yichi touched Han Jing's head.
Han Jing's uncle had also completed the procedures. The teachers who learned that Han Jing was terminally ill enlightened Han Jing for a while, but they did not expect that Han Jing was more ordinary than they imagined.
After saying goodbye to the teachers who had taught him for three years, Han Jing left the school.
Sitting in the car, Han Jing looked at the school gradually going away through the car window: "Now I feel that the students are so good, the teachers are so good, the school is so good..."
"It's you who have changed and become more open-minded." Zhang Yichi said.
"Teacher Zhang is right." The uncle driving the car also agreed.
"Yeah." Han Jing withdrew his reluctant gaze.
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In the following days, Zhang Yichi and Han Jing's uncle took Han Jing to the amusement park, took him on a picnic, and took him hiking... until he was completely unable to move, he still prepared a wheelchair and pushed him out for a walk every day.
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Later, his condition continued to worsen, and Han Jing could only stay in the hospital and could not go out.
On the twenty-fifth day, the program team and instructors came to visit Han Jing.
On the twenty-eighth day, the latest episode of the program that Han Jing participated in was broadcast. In the ward, Han Jing, Uncle Han Jing's family, and Zhang Yichi were all gathered around the laptop, watching the program.
Han Jing appeared on stage, sang, and listened to his favorite singer singing for him...
While watching, a group of people were talking and laughing. Han Jing, who could no longer speak, had a smile in his eyes.
On the 30th day, Zhang Yichi told Han Jing's uncle that he must stay with Han Jing.
Han Jing lay motionless on the hospital bed, but his eyes were still open and slowly moved left and right, looking at his uncle, Zhang Yichi, who was sitting on both sides of his hospital bed.
"How do you feel now?" Zhang Yichi asked.
Han Jing looked at Zhang Yichi and blinked, indicating that he was doing well.
"Your pursuit has topped the show's hot song list. You are the most popular singer today." Zhang Yichi pointed the phone screen at Han Jing and asked Han Jing to read the content.
Han Jing blinked again.
The uncle also couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone and said: "Today's program instructors worked with all the contestants to adapt your chase and recorded a video to encourage you."
Han Jing looked at his uncle's cell phone, which was playing a video, with many people singing along to his chase.
This song has been re-arranged, the style is much more cheerful, positive and full of positive energy, and all the singers are also filled with smiles.
"Are you still scared now?"
Han Jing rolled his eyes left and right, showing that he was not afraid.
"Face it bravely." Zhang Yichi said softly, "There is nothing to be afraid of. I also died once, and then I got a new life and stood here again to help you. You can do the same. Just leave for a short while.
Son, come back, help those in need, and protect everything you like."
Surprisingly, Han Jing did not shed tears today.
After a while, Han Jing closed his eyes and looked very bad.
"The beginning is the end, and the end is also the beginning." Zhang Yichi saw the instrument next to him sounding an alarm and smiled, "Goodbye, Han Jing."
Doctors rushed in and rescued Han Jing, but it was of no avail. Han Jing's life was not prolonged and he passed away thirty days later.
Uncle Han Jing's family already knew this was the result. Although they couldn't help crying, they were not too sad.
Zhang Yichi walked out of the hospital silently.
The sun is just right.
He lit a cigarette.
"call……"
After the smoke was exhaled, Zhang Yichi stretched himself, laughed dryly, and left with brisk steps.