I can do this man [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 11

The weather was getting colder, and in November, Zhou Liangjun and his wife stopped letting Zhou Yi walk to school.

Although the distance between home and school is only 10 minutes away, Zhou Liangjun still drives his two children to and from school every day.

Even though he was careful, Zhou Yi was caught with a cold by his classmates in mid-November.

It was okay two days ago, just a slight cough and runny nose, and even after taking the medicine for two days, it was a little better. As a result, just when Zhou Liangjun and his wife were relieved, Zhou Yi was in the middle of the night again. It started to burn.

This time the fever was so fierce that Zhou Yi felt cold all over his body and his limbs were weak. He didn't dare to delay the illness and struggled to wake up from his sleep in a daze. It took all the strength of my whole body to walk to the door of my parents and knock on their door.

He didn't wait for his parents to get up and open the door, but he felt relieved when he heard the rustling sound coming from the door panel, and then there was a whirlwind, his eyes went dark, and he passed out.

The next morning, Su Xianyu went to knock on the door of Zhou Yi's house as usual, but when he waited at the door for a long time and couldn't wait for a response, Su Xianyu panicked instantly.

He hurried back home, and before he could reach Su Zhengqi, he yelled anxiously, "Dad! Dad! Quickly call Uncle Zhou."

Su Zhengqi came out of the room while arranging the tie on his neck. Seeing his son's anxious expression, he hurriedly asked, "What's the matter? Son, don't worry, just speak slowly."

How could Su Xianyu not be in a hurry, his anxious neck showed faint veins, "There is no one in Xiaoyi's house, Dad, please call Uncle Zhou and ask if Xiaoyi has gone to the hospital again."

At this time, Yang Huiyun came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes and persuaded in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, baby, mom will call your Auntie Zhou and ask."

Zhou Yi's condition was probably not very good. When Yang Huiyun called, he could only hear Jiang Mengjia sobbing from time to time. The choking seemed to be able to pass at any time, and it was just those two sentences over and over again.

"Xiaoyi's fever hasn't subsided yet" "Xiaoyi hasn't woken up yet"

Su Xianyu was a little worried about Zhou Yi's health, he wanted to go to the hospital to see him.

But today is Tuesday, and Yang Huiyun refused to let him skip class and go to the hospital. She said, "Xiaoyi is still awake. You go to school honestly. Mom will take you to see him after school at noon."

Su Xianyu really wanted to say what's so good about the second grade, but looking at Yang Huiyun's gentle and warm eyebrows, he couldn't say those words that made his parents chill.

Helpless, Su Xianyu could only go to school.

After one class, Yue Xingqiao and a few other students came to ask him how Zhou Yi was doing, Su Xianyu was so annoyed by them, he thought if you ask me, who should I ask?

The whole morning class passed away in his absent-mindedness and anxiety, but Yang Huiyun kept his word and came to the school gate early in the morning to pick up Su Xianyu to the hospital.

The children's ward of the hospital was full of children, and other children were talking or laughing with their parents. Only the innermost bed with the curtain drawn was surprisingly quiet.

Su Xianyu followed Yang Huiyun inside.

It's just that the further he walked in, the more restless his restless heart was beating.

He obviously worried all morning, but at this moment, he was a little afraid to see Zhou Yi's sick and haggard little face.

But Yang Huiyun didn't know her son's fear, so she raised her hand and gently opened the curtain.

Su Xianyu's body was faster than his mind, and he first poked his head to look inside the curtain. With just one glance, his heart twitched fiercely, as if a small knife pierced straight into his softest heart through his eyes. The place.

Zhou Yi wore an oxygen tube on his nose, and an ECG monitor was placed on the bedside. Three gray wires were inserted through the neckline, and three cold electrodes must have been pasted on Su Xianyu's invisible chest.

However, this meeting has already been covered by Zhou Yi.

"Huiyun and Ayu are here." Zhou Liangjun hurriedly stood up with his tired body to say hello after seeing the mother and son.

Su Xianyu also politely greeted Zhou Liangjun.

Yang Huiyun: "Brother Zhou, sit down quickly, why didn't you see sister-in-law?"

Zhou Liangjun: "She didn't close her eyes all night, I asked for a hospital bed for her to sleep first."

Yang Huiyun nodded, and sighed silently in her heart. She is also a parent, and she knows that at this time, she can't bear the comfort of a soft voice, and she also watched Zhou Yi grow up. It is not easy for the two couples, and they also know that such a small child has suffered a lot since birth.

So she felt distressed in her heart, but she didn't ask anything, she just said, "Ah Yu started making noises in the morning to see Xiaoyi, no, I brought him here as soon as he got out of school." I guess I have to tell Xiaoyi if I hold back my stomach, or Brother Zhou, go out and rest for a while, and let Ayu stay with Xiaoyi for a while."

Zhou Liangjun's heart warmed up, although Yang Huiyun said to let Ayu stay with Xiaoyi, he didn't say to help him take care of Xiaoyi.

But he has been neighbors with the two young couples of the Su family for many years, and he knows the kindness of the couple best, so he didn't make too many excuses. He secretly accepted this love in his heart, nodded, and raised his hand to rub A handful of Su Xianyu's hair, "Then it's hard work, Ayu, to spend more time with my brother, my uncle is next door, if you have something to do, please go and call your uncle, okay?"

Su Xianyu frowned and smiled, "Well, Uncle, you can go to rest, Brother Xiaoyi wakes up and I will call you."

After Zhou Liangjun left the ward, Yang Huiyun explained a few words to Su Xianyu, and then she went out to buy food.

There were whispers outside the curtain, and there were only two children left inside the curtain, and the quiet needle drop could be heard.

Zhou Yi closed his eyes tightly, and there was no emotional ups and downs on his pale face, his brows were no longer wrinkled, and his eyelashes were no longer trembling.

Last time, he could still be seen fighting against the serious illness, but this time he seemed to give in, allowing the serious illness to occupy his body.

Su Xianyu is both a person in the book and an outsider. He knew that Zhou Yi would fall into a coma for two days this time, and he also knew that this time the hospital would issue a critical illness notice again, and he also knew that Zhou Yi would...

Su Xianyu thought about it and sighed again. He felt that Zhou Yi, a little kid, had really spent all his heartache in the past 22 years. He was just a man in the book, and he couldn't change anything, so he could only endure his heartache. Be a bystander.

Take care of the male protagonist's physical and mental health? ? ?

Ha ha.

Isn't this a joke?

Didn't he take care of him enough?

But is this useful?

No matter how careful the care is, it can't compare to the ending set by the mother, isn't it?

As soon as you write it down, there is really someone to bear those destined pains.

Su Xianyu stretched his hand under the quilt and took hold of that small hand, rubbed it, and even touched the bracelet on the slender wrist. His heart trembled, his eyes lit up with unspeakable emotions, and he said softly : "My little hero, tell me, how wonderful it would be if I were the author of this book, then I will definitely give you the most perfect ending, so that you will not suffer any sin in this life."

After a moment of silence, Su Xianyu sighed again, "Unfortunately, I am nothing."

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