Sister, you miss me

Two days later, Xiong Wei opened her eyes.

"Brother..." Seeing Yang Feng at a glance, she couldn't wait to get into Yang Feng's arms.

"Miss..." Weisso turned his head and wiped away his tears.

Qin Xue and Wang Bingqian also covered their mouths, their eyes flushed.

"Xiao Wei, what do you think?"

"Brother, I thought I would never see you again, you know what, I had a very long, very long dream," Xiong Wei raised her pale face without hearing Yang Feng's response, "Guess, I... "

Suddenly, her gaze was fixed on Yang Feng's gray temples, and she lost her voice: "Brother, why are you?"

Yang Feng shook his head and stroked the protruding cheekbones on Xiong Wei's cheek: "I want to know your dream."

"Brother..." Xiong Wei's eyes were red, and big teardrops rolled down crystal clear, "Is it because of me?"

"No, it's hot, bloody, and less white. Don't you think it's avant-garde, fashionable and cool?"

Xiong Wei pressed Yang Feng's palm to her cheek: "I feel much more relaxed. In our dream, the two of us were walking in the desert. We clearly saw that there was an oasis ahead, but we couldn't reach it."

"You will be fine when you wake up. You won't be lost again."

"It's okay, is my illness..."

Qin Xue stepped forward and pulled up Xiong Wei's little hand: "Xiao Wei, Dean Fang has checked it. The cancer cells in your body are gradually dying. You don't need to change your bone marrow, you can slowly recover."

Xiong Wei stared at Yang Feng's eyes: "Brother, did you do something?"

Yang Feng shook his head: "Silly girl, your brother, I am not a god, nor almighty. What I can do must be your kindness, or the blessing of Xiong Brother Jiuquan."

While talking, Fang Jiuwen brought people over. He gave Xiong Wei a simple check and nodded happily: "The situation is getting better day by day. If this goes on, you can leave the hospital in half a month."

"Really." Yang Feng asked in surprise.

"Of course!" Fang Jiuwen said excitedly: "A miracle, this is a medical miracle, a miracle of mankind, so we cannot give up hope at any time."

Sending away Fang Jiu asked, Xiong Wei preached to Yang Feng: "Brother, my illness must have delayed a lot of your courses. Now I am fine, and Weisuo will take care of me. You can go to class without worry!"

Yang Feng nodded: "Well, I should go back to school to have a look. Weissot, if you have anything, please call as soon as possible."

"Brother Feng, don't worry, leave it to us here." Wei Suo said.

On the way back to school, Yang Feng was driving the Grand Cherokee, carrying Wang Bingqian and Qin Xue, with a faint smile on his face.

"Brother, you're a good person at happy events."

Yang Feng nodded: "Yeah, I can finally realize what'spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease'. I am in a good mood. Everything I see in my eyes is beautiful. The sky is high and the clouds are pale, and the autumn is high and fresh."

Seeing Yang Feng happy, Wang Bingqian also showed a knowing smile, but her eyes were red for no reason.

Yang Feng walked into the class and was surprised not only by his classmates, but also by saying "rare customers", Ruan Boshi was also a little surprised. However, he knew the cause and effect, but he did not discuss the matter and taught his literary theory properly.

The freshman class is very full, but there is still plenty of time after class. Often at this time, Yang Feng will go to the hospital.

Xiong Wei's physical condition is getting better every day, and the smile on Yang Feng's face is getting stronger every day.

One Sunday noon after Xiong Wei woke up, Yang Feng came to the hospital as usual and happened to pass by Dong Yongcheng's ward, so he stopped and looked inside.

In the ward, Sister Hu was wiping Dong Yongcheng's body. Sister Hu said, "Guoguo is more than three months old, fat and fat, so cute. You don't want to open your eyes and take a look? Little girl has to drink it for the first time. 200ml milk powder, I’m really worried that she’s super fat! I’ll take care of you, no one understands me, I just don’t want Guoguo to have no father. Dong Yongcheng, the family is already exhausted, if you still lie down like this, I can only take care of the living. ..."

Hu Cuihua lowered his head to wipe away tears, and continued to wipe Dong Yongcheng.

Yang Feng recorded this scene with his mobile phone.

When he came to Xiong Wei's ward, Wei Suo made a silent gesture and greeted him in a low voice: "Brother Feng, Miss, had a meal, and just lay down."

"Then don't disturb her, I just take a look and leave."

Yang Feng did not stop, and returned to the door of Dong Yongcheng's ward. Hu Cuihua happened to come out. Yang Feng immediately stood against the wall, but Hu Cuihua could not find him.

Hu Cuihua didn't take a few steps. A young nurse stopped her: "It's Dong Yongcheng's family. He has no money in his account."

"No money again?" Hu Cuihua muttered to herself while holding the statement, and the little nurse didn't bother to explain, and went away.

Hu Cuihua put the statement in his pocket, walked out of the inpatient building, and left with the battery cart.

Yang Feng had nothing to do, and drove after Hu Cuihua's battery car.

Ten minutes later, Hu Cuihua parked the battery car at the entrance of a hospital called "Xin Xiehe". The hospital's face was not big, but the business seemed to be good seeing the presence of customers.

Hu Cuihua locked the car and walked in. Yang Feng stopped the car and immediately followed.

Hu Cuihua walked all the way to the end of the aisle. Yang Feng thought she was suffering from some disease, but now he became more and more puzzled.

From a distance, Yang Feng saw the words "Blood Bank", what he thought of.

A conversation was vaguely heard.

A man said: "Why are you here again?"

"I'll sell blood." Hu Cuihua said.

"You are crazy, you have bought 600 within this month", you still sell, you are not dead!"

"Doctor, the family has encountered difficulties, please help."

The man seemed to hesitate for a while, and said: "Drink this bottle of water, and I will smoke it for you in a while, but we have agreed that you can smoke up to 200 today", and you can never come again this month."

"Ai!"

Hearing the conversation between the two, Yang Feng felt mixed for a while. Why is this sister Hu being so stubborn? Are all men in the world dead?In order to save Dong Yongcheng, she actually sold blood. Hasn't she thought about it, what if she has something long and two short, what will happen to a pair of daughters?

"Hey, are you okay!"

Hu Cuihua drew blood, and just got up, he was staggering. The male doctor had eyesight and quick hands, and held her back.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little dizzy. I'll be fine after taking a break, thank you."

"This is your money this time." The male doctor helped Hu Cuihua sit down and counted ten from his wallet to her.

"No, how come there are so many?" Hu Cuihua hurriedly got up.

"It's my little heart, but it's not a way for you to continue like this. If you really encounter any difficulties at home, find the community and the government will not ignore it. Also, don't forget the power of the Internet. There are still many people in this world. "

"Thank you, thank you!" Hu Cuihua bowed repeatedly with red eyes.

"Take this, too." The male doctor threw a pack of brown sugar that had just been opened to Hu Cuihua.

"You are such a good person, I am leaving."

"Go slow, don't come again, think about other ways, if you fall, what will your family do?"

Hu Cuihua left, Yang Feng took a deep look at the kind-hearted male doctor, the doctor is kind, he is like him!What he did was not so vigorous, but it was moving.

Yang Feng clicked on the phone and played back the video just recorded. He was moved when he saw it.

Out of the hospital, Sister Hu and her car were gone.

Yang Feng thought for a while, and drove to the hairdressing salon of Sister Hu. On the way, he saw Sister Hu carrying Guoguo on his back, handing out flyers on the road.

Because there are still classes in the afternoon three or four, Yang Feng just took a picture of Hu Cuihua handing out flyers and hurried back to school.

In the afternoon's "Ma Zhe" class, Yang Feng didn't listen to a word.

The problem Hu Cuihua faces is money, and the problem that money can solve is not a problem at all for Yang Feng.

To solve the plight of Hu Cuihua's family, Yang Feng solved it one after another, but he hadn't thought about it for the time being. He couldn't understand Hu Cuihua just like Hu Xiaolin, and even thought that she was self-inflicted. The so-called poor people must have hateful things. Hu Cuihua.

Do you want to help?Yang Feng was in a dilemma.

After class, it was still dark, Yang Feng drove to Sister Hu's salon.

When Yang Feng arrived, he saw that the door was still closed and the barbecue stall was not displayed.

Just about to leave, Hu Xiaolin trot all the way and opened the door of the hairdressing salon.

So Yang Feng got out of the car and walked to the door.

Guoguo’s cry came from the room, and Xiao Lin was coaxing, “Guoguo doesn’t cry, mother is bad, and she left Guoguo alone at home. Is she afraid? My sister will change your diapers. Oh, Guoguo is hungry, okay, after the change, my sister will give you and milk powder."

Through the window, Yang Feng saw Hu Xiaolin skillfully changing diapers, sophisticated and powdered milk, obviously doing the same thing many times.

Hu Xiaolin is just a fifteen-year-old girl, who was still old enough to behave like a baby next to her parents, but now she has taken on the task of taking care of her younger sister and seems to have no complaints.

Guoguo is a half-sister, the baby she once wanted to discard.

After drinking a bottle of milk, Guoguo stopped crying or making trouble.

"Why isn't mom coming back?" Hu Xiaolin muttered, carrying Guoguo behind her back with a strap, holding an English book, and reading aloud as she walked around.

Before long, Guoguo fell asleep on her sister's back, amid her chanting.

Feeling that my sister was asleep, Hu Xiaolin removed her from her back, put her on the small bed, covered her with a quilt, and kissed her on her sister's forehead.

After doing all this, she looked at the door, shook her head, turned on the lamp, and took out the workbook.

Yang Feng pressed the HOME button of the phone, and the recording ended, his mood was very complicated.

Hu Xiaolin is not like her sister, but like a little mother.

Although Hu Xiaolin did not approve of her mother's taking care of Dong Yongcheng, she was finally relieved of her mother's worries.

Yang Feng is caught in conflicts and entanglements. Should he contribute money or effort?Even if Dong Yongcheng wakes up, even if he returns to normal, his nature is easy to change, and it's not bad for him not to add chaos to Sister Hu, can he still count on him to contribute to the family.

Yang Feng decided to take a look.